~*Author Notes*~ This is a Heath x Abbey (Mah favorite couple) story. If you don't like, then please don't flame or w.e haters do on this thing. Heath and Abbey belongs to Mattel and Garrett Sander. The story, however, belongs to me. Enjoy!

There she was. Right in front of him, but yet he couldn't make a move. He wanted to but it was like his brain didn't register with his legs, so he just stood there. Looking like a fool with his mouth open standing next to his locker. Heath sighed. He have been crushing on Abbey ever since she came to Monster High, but whenever he was around her, it was like his brain shut down for a moment and turned Heath into a bumbling moron. Oh, he tried to make a move on her when she first arrived at school, but that didn't go so well. Abbey, instead of being taken back at his nice "gesture", she blew icy wind at him, which made him frozen in place for about two hours.

That was the only encounter those two had, and that was about three months ago. But Heath was determined to catch her attention, and hopefully she would give him the time of day to do so. And today was that day. Noticing that Frankie and Dracularua were walking from Abbey, Heath saw his chance. He looked at himself in the mirror and ran his hand through his hair and fixed up his clothes.

Come on, Heath. You can do this. She is just a girl, how hard can this be? Heath told himself. He turned around, took a deep breath (a breath of which smelt like ghost peppers) and made his way down the hall.

With each step that he took, Heath could feel his heart skip a beat and his palms getting sweaty. Pull yourself together, man. He wiped his hands on his jeans and blew out some air. He got closer and closer until he finally reached her locker. Abbey didn't notice him at first, so Heath cleared his throat.

Abbey closed her locker door and turn to face him. Her purple eyes, which were glaring at Heath, seem to pierce to him and make his heart go aflutter. Heath cleared his throat once more.

"H-Hey" Heath said.

Abbey raised her eyebrow. "Hello. How can Abbey help you today?"

"Well, you see," Heath said nervously. With Abbey staring at him this close it kind of made it harder for Heath to form the words he wanted to say to her.

Abbey crossed he arms and squinted her eyes at the nervous Heath, which of course made him even more nervous. "Spit it out."

Heath ran his fingers through his hair and tired his best not to look at Abbey. "Well, I-I wanted to ask you on a—"

"I'm not on ceiling. I'm on ground, so look at ground to talk to me."

Heath gulped. Abbey was making it difficult for him to ask her out with her accretive attitude, but that was one of the things he liked about her. He brought his eyes back down to her and he could slightly feel heat rising to his cheeks.

"Abbey, what I wanted to ask you is," Heath sighed. "Would you like to go on a—"

And before he could get out the word "date", the bell ranged all throughout the school. Heath face-palmed and cursed himself for waiting too long to get to the point. Abbey looked at him, shrugged shoulders and walked away to her next class. Heath watch as Abbey walked away, thinking that he blew his chances with her and that she probably thinks that he is a complete weirdo. He went back to his locker, grabbed his almost charred books and walked off to class.

~* Author Notes *~ Bonjour, Fanfiction :D! This is Xylie speaking, my sweets, and this is mah first FanFic! And i must say that my story sounds like a complete poop storm ; ^ ; I thought I could write something sooooo supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, but i ended up failing. Hard! So anyways, to those who actually reads, i thank you and please try to enjoy it. This is the first page or chapter or whatever, so send a letter or w.e saying should i keep going or kill it. So for now, smooches! 3