Vic's Point of View:
I already felt like Paris was the sister I never had.
She was adorable.

Her and Jaime were obviously meant to be best friends. They wouldn't stop talking and laughing. They already made their own handshake and inside jokes.

We were just finishing up our food when I saw Ashton walk into the restaurant. He saw me and smiled. I waved, and he walked over.

"Hey, hey, hey!" He exclaimed loudly.

"Ashton!" Cried Tony and Mike. Ashton laughed and shot them a wink.

"Hey Isabella!" Isabella smiled and waved.

"Oh, Ashton! This is-" Ashton turned and looked at Paris.

"Hey, Paris." He shyly smiled. Paris looked at Ashton and giggled. I saw her cheeks flush pink and she looked down at her hands. I looked at Isabella and raised one of my eyebrows.

"So, you guys know each other then?" I asked and Ashton peeled his eyes off of Paris. I saw Jaime smirk and Paris hit him. He looked at her and frowned. Ashton blushed.

"Yeah, uh, we met last year at school. We were both kind of awkward; basically we didn't fit in." I snorted. That was really hard to believe. Ashton flicked his head, and his hair quickly followed.
He looked at Paris again and smiled gently.

"Well, I'm.. I'm going to, you know.. go." He managed to get out. She smiled warmly.

"I'll see you later?" She asked hopefully and he nodded.

"Definately! I mean, yeah, if you want.." I held back the laugh in my theoat as I watched Ashton stumble on his words. He had never looked so nervous in his entire life. He quickly left and Paris groaned, slamming her head on the table. I winced for her pain, but she obviously didn't feel a thing.

"What was all that about?" Shrieked Mike. Paris hit her head again.

"Is there a problem with Ashton?" Isabella asked and Paris shot up.

"No! Nothing is wrong! Ash is.. Ash is perfect, and nice, caring and dreamy and.." She trailed off and pouted. Jaime couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Do you like Ashton?" He asked and Paris hit him again.

"You do like him!" cried Tony and Mike went in hysterics. Paris looked over at me and I grinned. She closed her eyes and whimpered.

"Shut up guys!" She moaned and Isabella laughed.

"I think he likes you too." I teased. Paris's eyes shot open and she looked at me.

"Really? Did he say that?" She asked excitedly. I shook my head and smirked.

"Bo, but he sure as hell acted like it!" She squealed and grabbed Jaime's arm.

"Can you ask him?" She asked, looking at me desperately. I laughed and nodded my head. She tightened her grip on Jaime's arm and but her lip. Jaime smiled at her excitement.
I decided to call Ashton. I slipped out of the booth and walked outside. I called and waited for him to answer.

"Aye Vic!" Ashton sounded like himself again.

"What the hell was that back there?" Ashton fell silent and I grinned.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He lied. I rolled my eyes.

"With Paris... What was that?" I heard him sigh.

"I get really nervous around her, okay? She's like practically perfect and I can never hold a conversation longer then 10 seconds with her. It's actually embarrassing." I laughed hard and shook my head.

"Dude, man up! You obviously adore her! Just get in there already."

"No! She doesn't even like me like that!"

"Did she tell you that?" Ashton went quiet again and I waited for his repsonse.

"No." He mumbled.

"So how do you know?" I asked and he groaned.

"Honestly, it's me! I'm nothing! She's beautiful, she would never want to be with me." I sighed.

"Ahston, mate. You have it all wrong."

"What do you mean?" I smiled.

"I mean... Paris likes you, like a lot."

"Really?" His voice was dripping with excitement.

"You better ask her out before it's too late." I laughed and hung up. I walked back inside and sat down. Everybody was looking at me.

"What?" I asked. Paris's phone went off and she quickly grabbed it. I looked at Isabella and winked. Paris suddenly squealed and bit her lip again. Jaime looked over her shoulder and read the text. He looked back at me and smirked.

"What is it?" Isabella asked and Paris looked at her.

"Ash wants to meet me at the park in ten minutes." My smile grew wider as Isabella nudged me softly.

"Well what are we waiting for? To the park!" Shouted Jaime and he stood up. We all followed him out of the restaurant and into the car.

"Funnily enough.. the park is 10 minutes away." Snorted Mike and I turned to face him.

"Perfect." I beamed and sped off.