I’ve been held up in my apartment for hours reminiscing and thinking. I remember when we first met. I would say it was just like yesterday but that’s not true because she’d be sitting here and I wouldn’t have to be thinking of happy moments we once shared.

It’s right after lunch and I’m hanging in the quad with my group of friends talking and laughing. We’ve never been the type to rush to class after the last lunch bell rang. Let’s just say we all took late lunches. We’ve been trying to figure out who’s doing what this weekend and if there are any parties we need to make an appearance at. After everything is settled we plan on crashing this new kid’s party that’s going on Saturday night.

Deciding it might be nice to show up to at least one of my classes for the day I head to History. I know, yawn, but it’s actually one of the few classes where the teacher actually knows what he’s teaching and makes it fun to learn stuff about old people and whatnot.

"So meet at my house after school?" Erin asks walking off towards our classes.

"Yeah we ca-" I drift off topic "hey, yo, slow up, who is that?" I say pointing at a hot blonde I’ve never seen before.

"Who?"

"Her," I say still pointing her out, "the hot blonde walking with Chelsea."

"She’s the new chick. I think she’s the sister of the guy who’s throwing the party Saturday."

"Really, I definitely have to go now."

"Wait a sec though, I think she’s all cheerleader and pep squad material though."

"And has that ever stopped me before?"

"No but, you know what never mind, and hey look she’s apparently in your next class. She just walked into Mr. Dunn’s room. Don’t you have him right now."

"Yes I do. So I guess it’s time to make a first impression, you know fashionably late. Better late than never right? I’ll catch you when school’s over." I say jogging off in the direction of the classroom checking myself out in my mirror on the way.

"Later"

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Okay so my fashionably late entrance was not so fabulous. I pretty much almost fell on my ass on my way into the door. To further my embarrassment I noticed the hot blonde was sitting in my seat, meaning I’d have to speak to her. I ignored the teachers comment and tell him that I’ll see him for detention after school. ‘Yeah right.’ Anyway, so I walk right up to my desk where she’s sitting, "so would you like me to just use your lap or would you like to move out of my seat?" She’s had her head down in her bag up until then. She looks up to me ‘She totally just checked me out.’