Hello again. been a long time. need a fresh start. Let's try again.

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I knew from the moment I saw her. Her brown-blond hair falling down her back, my fingers itched to be running through her hair. She walks by me, her smell overwhelming. Wait. Just a second, calm down before things get too heated. I can just imagine the things I could do to her. She was breathtaking. And she has a boyfriend.

Someone smacks me on my back, breaking me from my trance. I look at my best friend, Fang – his real name is Nick, and it's a really long story involving a snake. Anyways, he raises his eye brows suggestively. "Day dreaming, Ig?"

"No," I mumble, putting my head on my desk, trying to hide my blush. I hear her giggle and I look up to see her boy friend ticking her sides. If only that was me. I try to turn my attention to school. Something I'm going to get somewhere with. "What are we supposed to be doing?"

"I don't know, you tell me smarty pants. That is if you weren't day dreaming back there," he says, flipping his dark hair into his dark eyes. I scoff, and look for signs of what we're supposed to be doing on the board. Nothing. The teacher's not even here, I notice. "She went to get a class list, she's pairing us up for seminar projects, partner seminar projects. I hope I get Bridget."

"Now who's daydreaming, huh?" I whisper as Miss Gibbs comes back into the room, her face flushed and her hands shaking. "O-okay students go back to your seats, settle down," she says in her soft voice. I wonder what motivated her to be a teacher. She doesn't seem to like it really. "I have the partner list for seminars. Your dates will be listed by your partner name and topic. These are worth thirty percent of your grades, so I expect it to be good."

Honestly, sociology is the easiest topic in life. I'm sailing this class with a ninety three. She tacks a piece of paper on the board. And starts calling out names. "Dylan and Amber, come pick a topic and date," they pull a slip out of the hat, groaning when they get the topic divorce. "Jessa and Sam," she says and Jessa puts her hand in the hat, smiling when she pulls out the eating disorder card. And it goes so on. "Nick and Elle," Nick sighs and Elle chooses a topic, getting the effects media has on society. "Max and James," my heart freezes. She smiles and chooses a topic, pulling out abuse. And once everyone has partners, she tells us to get together. "The dates are posted on the calendar, these better be good."

Dylan – Max's boyfriend looks pissed. She smiles at me and plops down in the seat beside me. "I don't think I've talked to you before, I'm Max," she says in a cheery voice. I smile and nod, too stunned to speak. "So, wanna see when this is due?"

I nod and we get up, walking to the calendar together. Our arms brush every now and then and I can feel the electricity crackle between us. Dylan glares from across the room, moving closer to his partner, Bridget. Nick gives me a thumbs up and I think I could die a happy man.

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Our project is due November 29. We agree to meet in the library tomorrow after school. She wants a good grade in this class to boost her average. I agree, I think I'd agree to anything she'd ask me. I see her in the cafeteria at lunch, laughing with her friend and dumb boyfriend. I think about if I were her boyfriend. I'd hold her hand in public and pull her close, not pushing her away. I see the rage in Dylan's eyes and flinch. Lily hits me on the arm. "Sorry, but you have no chances with her."

"That's what Fang said and I'm now her seminar partner, so ha," I say, looking at my tray of disgusting cafeteria food. At least they have soda. I open my Pepsi and look at Lily. "Where'd Fang go?"

She shrugs her small shoulders, her short blond hair swaying. "I don't know, he was in a pissy mood. I don't think he likes the topic I chose," she says sighing. "But I honestly don't give a fuck if he does his share. This is a group project."

"It's not me I'm concerned about, I can pull my weight," Fang said, plopping himself in the chair beside Lily. He pulls her hair and she glares at him, her mouth full of the toxic goup the caf is serving today. She swats his hand away. "It's you. You have so many mood swings that I don't know if I'll get through this semester."

She smacks his shoulder hard and I laugh. "You shouldn't be laughing; you should've seen the glares Dylan the quarter back was giving you today. If looks could kill you'd be seven feet under," Lily says, glancing up and looking back down. I turn around to see what's made her so skittish and see Max with a big smile accompanied by a girl with mocha skin and curly hair, with a similar smile to Max's. "Browners," Lily coughs and I kick her under the table.

"Hey," I try to be cool but who could be cool with Max Martinez standing in front of you? Really, I don't think any straight guy could. Her smile falters and she nudges the other girl. "What's up?"

"Nothing much, just enjoying the crap they're serving today," I let out a chuckle and Fang just smiles pitifully at me. "So, this is my friend Monique. She's new here and I was wondering maybe if we could go on a double date together."

I regret the words as soon as they leave my mouth. "Sure, that'd be cool," and I regret these words because it's Max I want to go on a date with, not Monique.

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So this is my attempt at a story. Like it love it? Leave a comment please. I'm new and I need some guidance.