Vianna's lips curved slightly into a smile as Ferris pulled her closer to himself, glad that the boy had understood her silent gesture. But even if she had him next to her now, it still wasn't enough; nothing would ever be enough, and nothing was going to make up for all that wasted time. The girl couldn't help feeling incredibly silly now, both rather annoyed with herself and for having suggested this dumb bet, and disappointed that she had let all that time pass without kissing the boy at her side. Her hand left his shirt and moved on to that curly brown hair she had come to love so much this past month; this, too, felt like it hadn't been done in years. How could she have stayed away from his curls for so long? It wasn't fair. Eager to make up for the lost time, Vianna continued kissing the boy at her side completely forgetting and ignoring the fact that she'd have to breathe eventually.