A/N: I'm so torn between Ron and Chace. I'm going to die making this choice. HELP!

"Aaron," I leaned into him and whispered, "have you seen Chace yet?"

We were sitting on the couch with a bunch of our friends as they handed me presents. I was thankful for them, but this birthday was sucking so far. I couldn't stop worrying about Chace. He'd just left me. I knew he was angry, but it was my birthday and I really didn't do anything! What was his problem?

"No," he frowned down sympathetically at me.

I smile wearily and sighed, "Thanks."

He threw an arm around me and squeezed me to his side. "Happy birthday Skye!" he exclaimed and had me two boxes each indivually wrapped.

I grabbed them and laughed as I shook the smaller one, "I wonder what this could be?"

I ripped open the package and laughed, again, at the priniting on the box. '50 condoms ribbed for her pleasure'. Even funnier though was the note he'd written in bold, black letters 'CHACE CAN THANK ME WHENEVER."

"Damn it Aaron!" Adam joked, "Stop giving my sister condoms!"

"I'll try my best," Aaron joked then redirected himself to me, "Open my other one." He handed me the bigger box with excited eyes.

I grabbed the box and pealed off the wrapping paper to find the dirtest, sexiest lingere I'd ever seen. I quickly covered it again and glared at Aaron, "Why don't you give me these things in priviate?!"

"Because then it wouldn't be fun," he smirked, "and you're welcome."

I hugged him tightly, "Thank you, now hide this stuff."

I handed back his presents so he could keep other people from seeing them, though he'd probably show everyone anyway.

The doorbell rang and I ran to it because I thought it was Chace. Unforttunately I found out that I was wrong when I opened the door and looked down. No one was there. I looked down to see a tiny present sitting on my porch.

I bent down to get it and noticed a little note attached to it. I stood up and read the note, 'Happy Birthday Skye'. So the present was obviously for me. I opened it and gawked in shock. It was the most beautiful necklace I'd ever seen.

It was a diamond with blue saphire around it on a golden chain. Whoever gave this to me had good taste. And tons of cashs apparently because looked very expensive.

I leaned out the door and looked around. No one was there. I smiled and walked back into the house.

Ron's POV

I popped a bow on the gift. The necklace was a perfect birthday gift for Skye. Don't ask me how I got it or why I'd taken such a liking to some random girl who happened to be in my basement one night. I just did and unfortunately there was nothing I could do about it.

Why was she even there? I thought. Maybe she wouldn't have passed out if Greg wasn't there. God, I wished I did more than punch him in the face and kick him out of my house. He try to rape my Skye.

Shit, did I just say my Skye?

Either way it was her birthday and I couldn't have her so I was pathetically leaving her a present on her stoop like some scene in a stupid, cheesy, romantic movie.

I placed the present down by the door and rang the bell. I saw some one move in the window and ran away.

Skye better like it.

A/N: I'm dying!!! I can barely write, because I don't know who to chose! Gahh, I know who's going to end up with her, but my heart's so torn! How about you all? Ron? Chace? Comment, vote, and fan!