That was SOOON. GEEZ. Soon it be thirteen and then Gosh. "You better practice your moodiness before then." Cause pre teens hormones and all that. BEST excuse for tantrums and sassiness EVER.

Blushy, blushy, blushy. First symptom of love sickness. NOT good. Abbi for sure be keeping her eye on this one. "Your cheeks are red, Missy." SIGN OF WEAKNESS..well in most cases, just like not when she blushed because of Lucas, nope this fairy wasn't weak."Anyways, I think I've seen him. BUT. YES. Like obviously. When you're big and marry someone one day MOST of the time they ARE older than you." Star for you, Lana, on picking the older boys.

PERFEEEECTOOOOOO.

"What did he give you?" DETAILS WOMAN. "....If you feel confident to? I'm always confident." Which meant Lana should be too because gurls needed to show them boys. Totally.

"Learning fast." Beamy smiles. Step two. "Step two is to happily sigh whenever you think of him or see him. I always do that in front of Lucas. Like this."

A happy dramatic sigh that made the impression of life being amazing followed out of Abbi's mouth.

Step three then?