Perusing Fly's room, Style was puzzled that the room was void of Trophy's and Medal's. Only one Medal hung from a hook on the wall. An Identical Medal, to the one proudly on display in his own room. Today's First Place!

The Medal was quickly forgotten, as soon as he looked at Flyer's desk.

Style reached out a hand and touched the Jar, he instantly knew what these were. It tugged at his Heart to see them all gathered together in this jar.

He had written these! It had taken him years. Looking at them now, made him realize, just how much Fly meant to him. Then, and even more now.

He had put so much effort and time into writing these. Spent so much time looking up, just the right quotes. Hours scouring the Internet, and books in the library.

Over the years it had become routine, do his homework and then write a quote. Take his ruler and tear the strip along its sharp edge. Roll it up, and put it in his bag. Waiting for the right moment, to leave it somewhere for Fly to find.

And Flyer had kept them? Every one, by the looks of it! He didn't know that he would be so effected by this.

Unconsciously he pushed a finger into the jar and ruffled through the scrolls, feeling the crackle of crisp paper.

I kept them all! - Fly's quite voice broke the silence.

Style turned and leant back against the desk - Why?

Because they saved my life! When I was going through pain, those small paper scrolls, gave me the strength to keep going! - Water gathered in Fly's eyes, making them shine!

Really? - Style could see, how much his small gesture had helped Fly. Felt his sincerity!

You don't know how much, they meant to me! How even the thought of them, got me out of bed each day!- A tear ran down his cheek! - The hope of finding one in my Locker or Swim Bag, gave me the energy to move, gave me hope for a better day!

I am glad! - Fly's words, made him emotional, Style could feel a lump forming in his throat! He could never have imagined how his actions, had made such a big impact!

Why did you do it? - Fly needed to know.

Do you want to know the truth? - Style had thought about telling Fly several times over the last month. But had never gotten up the nerve.

Yes, I need to know, please tell me!

OK then!- Style settled on the side of the bed next to Fly.

Do you remember, in year 10, that guy Trent? He wasn't at the school for long!

Yes! - Fly grimaced in disgust.

Well, I am not sure if you remember how much he bullied me! Or the times, you saved be from his torment!

What, Did I?

Well, I am not that surprised, you don't remember. You were always, protecting everyone being bullied, weren't you?

I am not sure about that! But I remember he was a nasty piece of work. I was happy for any excuse to kick his butt!

Style laughed, - Well I was thankful to you, and that was when I started to crush on you!

Really?- Fly was astonished. - I had no idea!

I couldn't really tell you, besides I didn't know if you could like a guy!

I guess so!

Anyway, when you started taking leave from school, I was worried. One day, when I was in the school office for something, I overheard the ladies talking about you. That's how I found out! I wanted to help, and thats how it started.

I was still seeing you occasionally at swim training, so I left you quotes there in your bag first. Then in your Locker, when you returned to school.

Fly nodded, - But how did you know my Locker combination?

I tried a few things, before your Birth date.

How did you know my birth date?

I just asked the girls! - he laughed- Do you know how many girls, had a crush on you too? They were a good source of info!

Yes I know! - Fly laughed.- They were annoying!

Did you ever date them?

No!

Why?

At that time I had enough to deal with!

And later, when you were feeling better?

How did Fly explain this?- Well, by then, someone else was on my mind!

Who?

The person who wrote those - Fly pointed to the Jar.- The one person, I couldn't find, was the one I wanted to see most!- He sighed - Sadly I wasn't a good Detective!

When did you figure it out?

Flyer reached under his pillow and pulled out the familiar Blue Scroll, unfurled it and held it out to Style! - The day I found this!

Oh! That!- Style cringed.- But how did that help? And why is it under your pillow?

It is my favourite!

But I wrote something sad on it!

It made me realize....

What?

That you love me!

Style's face flushed red with embarrassment.

It gave me the drive to look for you again!

Oh!

Then when I caught you staring at me, that afternoon at Training, I thought maybe it was you! And I felt so guilty! - Fly looked ashamed.

Guilty Why?

Because I never befriended you, always ignored you. I made you suffer! I am so sorry!

Style could see the anguish on Fly's face! - It's OK!- He whispered.

No it's not! I am so sorry!

Worry started to creep into Styles mind - Do you want to be with me, only because you feel Guilty?

Oh God! Is that what Style thought? He had to explain. - I admit that for the last 3 years, I have been in love with the thought of you, without knowing who you were! But now it is different!

I got to know you, and I came to the realization, that being in love with the real you, is a thousand times better!

A smile grew on Style's face, his Heart fluttered!- What did you say?

Fly smiled and took Style's hand. He gazed into those beautiful blue eyes.- I love you Style!