Another story and this one is written for my sister, for always proofing my work and laughing at my stupid mistakes.

It's only a three part story, so the pace will be quite quick, but I hope it's understandable.

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It's inevitable

Part one

The first time I saw him was a cold evening in the middle of March. He was standing alone at the bus stop listening to music so loud I could almost sing along. I didn't do that though, one of my first really smart moves when it came to this guy. I just stood there beside him for a few minutes and then sat behind him staring at his back for the rest of the journey.

He had short, blond, a little bit messy, hair and was quite tall. As far as I could see his eyes were brown or brownish but I couldn't be sure until I'd managed to gaze into them completely. This day he was wearing a pair of jeans, who fit him perfect, and what looked like a white shirt under a black jacket. He was also wearing a black cap that allowed some of his hair to stick out and tease his forehead, causing him to repeatedly stroke it back with his beautiful hands.

I sat the entire journey with my eyes locked on the back of his head, trying to read the letters sprawled across his cap. F U C K, seriously, he had fuck printed on his cap?! I giggled quietly to myself before realising that it actually said F U C T, which of course only made me laugh more, but this time more at my own stupidity. Only to seconds later go back to the cap, when I realised what it could mean, especially if you had a brain like me.

The next time I saw him was the following Monday on the school grounds. At first I only caught a glimpse of him and pushed it of my head as wishful thinking, but after a while I saw him again, heading for the administration building. I froze where I stood and realized that this guy, this perfect man, was actually going to go to the same school as I did. Could life get any more perfect!?

Later that day, in an English class, my hopes and dreams were fulfilled as he walked through the door escorted by the principal.

'Class, will you listen up for a second? I have someone I'd like to introduce you to. This, he said laying his hand on Mr perfects shoulder, Is Thomas Fletcher and he will be attending this school from now on. And I do hope that you will treat him with the same respect as you do with each other and make his transition as smooth as possible'

'Yes, of course' the entire class mumbled, still with their eyes fixated on the new guy.

'I was also hoping that someone would be able to give Mr Fletcher a tour of the school and show him his locker and other relevant things. Do I have any volunteers?'

'I'll do it' I said and raised my hand before anyone else had even opened their mouths.

'Very well, Miss Parker. Then I will leave him in your hands, good day everyone'

Tom took a seat a few desks behind me and as he walked over there I could have sworn that he winked at me. Thrilled about spending some time with him, I could hardly focus on what the teacher said, and ended up drawing in my book instead.

When the bell rang I walked outside only to find him standing there waiting for me. I walked up to him and put out my hand and smiled.

'Hi, I'm Erica and I will be your guide for the day'

'Hi, I'm Tom and I will be your tail for the day' he answered quickly and shook my hand.

'I don't really know what to show you first but I guess that your locker would be a good idea since that bag looks kind of heavy' I continued with a smile.

'That sounds like a plan' he agreed and followed my lead.

We walked down the hall and I noticed that he was even more beautiful up close. His eyes sparkled every time he laughed at something and he had this cute dimple on his cheek that I hadn't noticed until now. He was interested, or at least pretended to be, and asked a few questions about the school and the schedule but we soon got to talking a little bit more about ourselves.

'Why did you move here?' I asked him after telling him about me.

'Well, I moved here about a month ago from Leeds with my parents and my dog Bernie. My dad got transferred and since I didn't like my old school it wasn't that hard of a choice'

'But wasn't it hard to leave all your friends behind?'

'No, not really. I didn't have that many close friends, so there was no one that I would miss that much'

As he said this he seemed a bit uncomfortable but I wrote it of as just being nervous about being at a new school. After finishing the tour we ended up outside on a bench talking like we had known each other forever. There were no pauses or awkward silences, as you often get in a situation like this, and an hour later I felt like I knew everything about him.

Tom

When I walked up to the main doors, I noticed that this high school looked just as any other school in the entire country. A grey, squared building with big glass windows and a few benches surrounded by small grass spots was all that I could see. At this moment I couldn't even see any students. I opened the door and immediately saw the sign marked with the word administration.

'Hi, my name is Tom Fletcher and I think that I was supposed to sign in here or something'

'Yes of course' the lady behind the desk said and got up. 'Just follow me and I'll take you to see the principal'

The principal was a man in his forties with a surprising amount of hair on the top of his head. He stretched out his hand and introduced him self as Robert Williams, principal of this high school. I shook it and then took a seat in one of the chairs in front on his desk.

'Let me just get your file and then we can start signing you in' he said and started going through a shelf beside him. 'Ah, here it is, Ok, thing seems to be in the right order, I just have a few questions for you if that is ok?'

'Yes of course' I replied and awaited his next move.

'I was just wondering why you decided to leave your last school'

Even though I knew that he had that precise fact in the papers under his nose I decided to play along and tell him what he wanted to hear.

'My dad got transferred here and since my last school was quite bad I didn't object when he wanted to move'

'So it's just as easy as that then' he said and looked up over the edge of the folder.

'Yes, just a normal move and change of schools'

He seemed to accept this and after the normal heap of questions he got up and followed me to my classroom. It was located at the other end of the school and the walk there was a bit uncomfortable with not much to say but that didn't bother me to much.

We stepped into the classroom and the first thing I lay my eyes on was a girl sitting in the middle of the room. She had blond hair and blue eyes, I could see her eyes sparkle even from this distance, and there was just something about here that I couldn't put my finger on. She smiled at me and I could see that it was an honest smile when it involved her entire face. She even had a tiny dimple on her right cheek, making her smile so much more real.

She was definitely on of the most beautiful girls that I had ever seen and when she was the one who offered to give me a tour of the school my heart skipped a beat. The lesson was over before I noticed and I waited outside the classroom for her to come out.

She approached me with a smile and shook my hand while she introduced herself.

'Hi, I'm Erica and I will be your guide for the day'

'Hi, I'm Tom and I will be your tail for the day' I answered quickly and smiled back at her.

She suggested that we should find my locker first, and as long as I could be with her, I could have done anything. She was very open and we talked a bit about school before we started talking about our selves. She told me about her family and then asked me why I moved here. I decided to go with the usual lie and just tell her that my dad got a new job and I think that she bought it.

After the tour we sat down at a bench outside and started talking about our lives and interests. And the weird thing was that it felt like I knew her inside out, almost like we had met before, and I think that she felt the same way.

'Do you live nearby here?' I asked her.

'Yeah, not that close but not too far either. A few miles'

'Do you have a car or do you take the bus to school? Because I have a car and I could drive you home if you want to' I said, trying to sound as casual as possible.

'I usually take the bus, so that would actually be really great' she said and smiled 'just as long as you drive med straight home. No weird macho "I'm going to show you a faster way" or something like that. Ok?'

'Ok, I promise, I won't take any shortcuts' I said and laughed.

'Ok, let's go then, and I'm going to hold you to that promise' she said and walked ahead of me to the parking lot.

We got in my car and she gave me the directions to her house. We kept on talking all the way over there and didn't stop until I pulled up on her driveway.

'So, I said, I guess you're home now'…

'Yeah, that's right, I should probably go inside then' she said but sat still in her seat.

'Yeah, maybe I'll see you tomorrow then?' I asked and looked her straight in her beautiful blue eyes.

'I would invite you in if I knew you better, but maybe we'll save that for another time?'

'That sound like a plan' I said and watched her get out of the car.

'So, I'll see you tomorrow then. Bye!'

'Bye!'

As I drove of I saw her standing on the driveway looking after me and I couldn't help but smile. I put on the radio and started to sing along in the song which just happened to be one of my favourites. What a great day it had been, I thought to my self as I sang as loudly as I could.