Chapter One: Lies To Self

[Takes place after the "close-talking" scene

"Oh man. Oh man oh man oh man oh man…" Juliet O'Hara, junior detective uttered under her breathe repeatedly after Shawn Spencer walked away with his classic strut. Attempting to reassemble her handgun, she fumbled. Ok, what is wrong with me? It was nothing. I mean he didn't technically kiss me. Just close talking like he said. Yeah that's it. He felt nothing, and I felt nothing. But, she did feel something. Unsure of what that feeling was, Juliet tried to shrug it off. Get it together, O'Hara! You do NOT like Shawn! He's…Shawn! You know, crazy, immature, over confident, amusing, charming, smart, cute…oh man is he gorgeous. She caught herself in mid thought. Ok, where'd that come from? Breathe in and out. In and out. Phew ok. I'm ok. I bet he isn't even thinking about it, so why should I? Gathering her things, Juliet leaves the SBPD and heads for home, trying her best not to over think what went on just a few minutes ago.

[Shawn's POV

That's it, baby. Walk away. Leave her wanting more. Shawn Spencer smirked as he confidently strutted of the station, away from Juliet. He laughed to himself and thought, Seriously, I am that good! Did you see her knees nearly trembling! Shawn, you are a true ladies man. The more he continued walking out towards Gus's, his closest friend, cobalt blue car, the more his attitude changed. His heartbeat began to quicken. Ok, why are my palms sweaty? My palms never sweat. Ok, play it cool so Gus won't ask me any questions…

"Shawn, what's wrong with you?" Gus, who sat in the driver's seat asked without really caring for an answer. After years of friendship with Shawn, Gus knew that everything was wrong with him. But the long friendship has also built him up a tolerance for Shawn's irrational behavior.

Shawn scoffed. An attempt to play it cool, "Eh, nothing. Let's just go. I'm kinda tired."

Gus raised an eyebrow, "Oh really?" He glanced up at the station and saw a seemingly tense Juliet leaving for her car. "Shawn, what went on in there?"

Sigh. "Dude it was nothing, ok"

Squinting is eyes and pursing his lips, Gus nodded towards Juliet's car, "You kissed her didn't you?"

Catching him off guard, Shawn over exaggerated his tone and body movements, "Ugh what? Dude, no! I just…" He realized he was yelling at his nosy friend, and figured that made Shawn seem even more suspicious. So, he calmed down and talked more slowly. Almost as if Gus were a child, "Look, Gus, there's a Three's Company marathon on TVLand and I just don't want to miss it ok?"

Gus rolled his eyes and decided to drop it. He was too tired to deal with it now. He'd bug him about it later. Possibly when Shawn was sleeping since he tends to sleep talk quite frequently, "Psh, whatever, Shawn."

Ok, why am I getting so defensive about this? I was supposed to make her knees weak. Not the other way around. I mean, I really like Juliet, but she hardly gives me the time of day. She's one of the few women I can catch with a wink or a smile. I just want to figure her out that's all. That's it.

But Shawn knew he was lying to himself. Back at the station earlier that night, he had wanted to kiss her so badly. He had even been coming up with ways he could do it. He'd been thinking about this for quite some time. She was just so amazing to him. But there's no way she'd want him. She's not like the other women he went after, or who was after him.

I think my plan backfired. Shawn thought as they hit another stoplight.