Did she want him to go?  She did and she didn't.  Part of her wanted him to stay, wanted to explore him more.  But a different part of her knew that it would be better if he left.  She needed to sort things out in her mind, figure out where this was going and how far she was going to let it go.  But she felt like she already knew the answer to that; she was so drawn to Vician, so close to feeling very adult things for him.  There was no hurry in life to fall in love or to explore sexuality.  She was sixteen, and had her senior year and then college ahead of her.  This was the part of her teenage years where she was supposed to just have a lot of fun.  But that wasn't where her heart was headed, and she knew it.  It was going to be very easy for her to feel too much for him, more than he might even want from her.<br/><br/>"If you go, Vician, will I see you again tomorrow?  The cheerleaders are having a fundraiser washing cars in the morning, but I'll be done by around two."  She didn't want to sound desperate to see him.  Coy games were the hallmark of her age, and yet she found that she couldn't be that way with him.  Her heart, instead, was open, his for the taking if he wanted it.