Benny Weir One shots

Courage?

"Quinn, he obviously likes you."
"I'm not so sure anymore..." I trailed off sadly. "One minute he's staring at me and flirting, and the next minute he's talking to another girl." I thought of our first day of high school, when he'd flirted with girl after girl right in front of me to try to get a reaction. He's weird.
"If you really like him, you should tell him how you feel." Sarah sighed, motioning in Benny's direction.
I looked over my shoulder at Benny, where he was still talking to the girl from the Principal's office. She didn't look like she's was listening, though no girl ever listened to him when he spoke. The fact made me feel better, but it didn't change the fact that he was trying to talk to her.
There's was awkward silence between Sarah and I as I stared longingly at the two. "You're right." I said finally, still staring at the two.
"Exactly! So tell him how you feel so Ethan and I can stop telling Benny to tell you."
I had seen the bets Ethan and Sarah has made- about how it was going to happen, and who was going to confess their feelings. Part of me knew Sarah just wanted to win the bet and get the $20 so she could fly, but I didn't care at this point. As far as she thought I knew, she was the best friend in the world.
"I have a better idea than telling."
"What do you mean?" She asked, looking slightly worried.
"You'll see."
I made my way over to  Benny and the girl are, as Sarah yelled after me..
"Quinn, what are you doing?!"
I walked up next to Benny, standing there for moments before he noticed me. Wow, that's one way to get a girl. He looked down at me smiling, looking back and forth between her and I.
"Hey Quinn!" He smiled, "I'm kind of busy right now, but-"
Before he could finish his sentence, I wrapped my arms around his neck and crashed my lips into his. He was surprised at at first, but quickly sunk in. People walked by, looking at us like we'd just poured paint into the engine of their fighter. Our lips move passionately together before I pulled away, looking into his green eyes.
"That was-"
I turned around, walking back to Sarah before he could finish his sentence. I could feel his eyes on me, and I knew I didn't regret anything that had just happened. Ethan was standing next to her now, and Both of them gaping at me. I shrugged, "He may be a Geek, but he's a good kisser."