He moves like a dancer.

You - best secret boyfriend ever.

Feels like I'm in a play and I don't know all my lines.

Get me outa here. F*ckin' creepy cheerleaders.

With the notebook resting ominuslously on Janie's bed, Janie procrastinates. Does her homework first. And pours herself a bowl of ceral. Breakfast - one of the five most important meals of the day. Not to be skipped.

She sits in the driveway, freezing, for thirty-six minutes. Arguing with herself. Because she thinks she's in love with him too. And there are two ways she can be a fool in love right now. She chooses the harder one. And knocks on the door.

Cabel gives her a quizzical look. "I am totally not getting enough attention here.