'On a more serious note though, why were you acting so weird back there?' he asked, and immediately Sophia's expression changed as if she had been avoiding that question; however, she knew that Jonathon of all people would be the first person to notice her typical girl tactics when it came to their crushes. Hiding things from Jonathon seemed to be inevitable. She bit her lip as she pondered at the question before she finally replied, "You remember back in sixth grade when I had the hugest crush in the history of the world on Ronan? But he couldn't pay to even know my name at the time that when I tried to ask him to the school dance and he was all like, 'I don't go out with chicks with the name Jonah.' Well, this is like that except it's Jamison, Johnny. The brainic Jamison. It's like how it was back in middle school, only this time he ignored me when he came up to us back there.." she trailed off; sneaking a peek back towards where Jamison stood. "I don't know. He just seems different to me. As if he's more a err, Chris or Ronan. You know what I'm saying? And besides," she popped the last skittle in her mouth before crumbling it, and tossing it in the trash. "I get all anxious towards people besides, well, you. Sometimes I just think that I'm not good enough for 'em; that they'll go forgetting about me, or worse go humiliating me and trust me on this, I know very well how that feels." She began to roll the water bottle Jamison gave her between her palms before tossing that in the recycle bin. Then, she realized Jonathon was chuckling to himself. "What're you snickering about? I'd like to hear you go pouring out your heart to me and see how you like it." With that she playfully rubbed a hand over his head.