His answers were straightforward, unlike Cain, Keida had no problem speaking his mind and saying what needed to be said. The more she thought about it, the more she realized how different the two were - polar opposites, night and day. Perhaps that was why they'd drifted apart? She'd never really asked, merely assumed that it was because the summer of their childhood days had ended. Haley nodded her head. "Just you on a motorbike by your lonesome, huh? That doesn't sound so bad, I'm sure you'll come back with great stories to tell, Keida. You know, adventure is out there and all that." She gestured animatedly as she spoke, choosing not to touch on the topic of school when he brought it up. During the past few years, Keida had earned the title of: "school delinquent" and "playboy." Haley might not have been the most perceptive person out there, but she noticed that. It made a few of her schoolmates wary around him, but she'd known him for almost as long as she'd known Cain, so she acted the same way she always did - cheerful and outgoing. When he tapped her on the shoulder, she nodded and followed after him.<br/><br/>Despite how many years had gone by, conversation with Keida was still easy. He seemed more aloof, but not as cold as others made him out to be. "Really, you're bringing up those treats? If I remember right," she was smirking now. "You kind of burned some of them didn't you? I had to make new ones so you and Cain wouldn't eat burnt food." That summer when the three of them had learned to bake together in her kitchen seemed like a lifetime ago. Talking about old childhood memories made her realize that, like Cain, Keida was much more grown up now - tall and sinewy, but strong. In a way, they'd all grown up and apart.<br/><br/>Together, the two of them stepped inside his house. It was both familiar and strange at the same time, the last time she'd stepped foot inside was when she, Cain, and Keida had still been a trio. "Excuse you, I could always cook. It was you and Cain who needed help," Haley retorted with mock offense before she began rummaging around Keida's kitchen. "Let's see what you've got." She wrinkled her nose, his food choice wasn't exactly giving her a lot to work with, but it would do. She could see some frozen chicken, pasta, some herbs. "Ah gotcha, this is just enough." As she began swiping at the ingredients and moving them to the kitchen shelf, Keida asked the dreaded question that stopped her in her tracks. What was up with her and Cain? Gosh, she didn't even know at this point.<br/><br/>There was a moment of silence, before Haley broke it with awkward laugh. "Drats, I figured you didn't notice. Am I that obvious?" Despite her trying to play it off with cheer, there was no mistaking the dejected tone in her voice and the weary look that crept onto her face. Suddenly, Keida was behind her and his hand on her back, she didn't know why, but it sent a shiver up her spine. She froze, her hand gripping the counter as scrambled thoughts danced around her brain. Keida was a friend... she could trust him. He'd known Cain for practically as long as she had. "No," her voice was hesitant. "No, it's not a date at all. Really, Keida. It's nothing, he... he doesn't even know I like him." As she said the words it felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. "I just wanted him to know, you know? What with all of us leaving for college after summer. I figured, there's no time like the present to just wing it and see where things go."<br/><br/>She turned her head so her brown eyes locked onto his golden ones. If Keida looked hard enough, he'd see her desperation. "Keida, you're good with romance. What do you think I should do? Does Cain have a type?" It sounded so stupid, all the questions that spilled out of her mouth. Still, she couldn't stop. Keida was a boy, if anything, he probably understood Cain much more than she did.