I saw him during junior year. He was quiet and reserved and yet he completely caught my attention. To my surprise we had classes together that year and that just made my curiosity grow. I remember stealing glances and observing his movements, maybe trying to know more about him here and there, nothing special.

Misao, my best friend, told me that what I was doing was unhealthy. Stalking isn't exactly a hobby you should get into but I couldn't help it. He seemed like a person I could hang out with. The problem was that I was too shy to even walk up to him.

When I told Misao about my current predicament she practically dropped her lunch tray, laughing.

"Honestly babe, YOU!? Ms. Kaoru Kamiya? A shy type? And when it comes to boys!? You have GOT to be kidding me."

"Please Misao, you should say that a little louder, I think Antarctica didn't hear you."

"Oh c'mon, you have got to admit I have a point. I mean you are the most energetic loud mouth I have ever met in my entire life. I do not, wait no, WILL not believe that a guy can shut you up nor catch your attention. You're not even in to those lovey dove-y things"

"Who said anything about lovey dove-y? I just want to talk that's all. Is making a new friend that much of a crime?"

"Yeah right, and my lunch is cow poo. You got it bad."

I rolled my eyes and ate my lunch gesturing her to shut up and just my luck, she didn't.

Instead I ignored her and thought about what she said and yeah, I completely disagree and I am not a loud mouth. Besides, who falls for someone they don't even know?

The bell rang as I sat on my chair behind him. Though he wasn't there yet I know he would be. He never missed class and always sat on the second row second to the last seat from the left. Knowing all that isn't weird, absolutely not, and it's not obsessing either. It's observation.

Sir Takeshi went in and closed the door behind him. That wasn't right, he usually comes in before the teacher does. Something's wrong, I hope nothing happened to him.

Suddenly the door opened wide to reveal Him. He apologized for being late and quickly walked towards his seat. I looked right at him and he seemed anxious for some reason.

He caught me staring at him and I immediately looked away finding the door completely interesting all of the sudden. He sat down and I caught his sweet scent. Hell, it was intoxicating. His hair smelled like cinnamon, which is weird but still smelled so good. I couldn't help myself, I slowly leaned in to take another whiff and then,

"Ms. Kamiya, is there anything you'd like to share about your classmates hair? Anything interesting?"

I froze. I just froze. Everyone began looking straight at me, HE even turned around and found me leaning towards him, I panicked and said the first thing that popped up in my head.

"I.. uh. Was just making sure… there wasn't…any…uh… dirt? Yes dirt! I was making sure there wasn't any dirt in his hair cause you know, the weather… and all. Yeahp. Yeah dude, your good. No dirt in sight."

WHAT? DIRT!? How much lamer can I get with that sorry excuse. Oh god I bet he's so creeped out by now.

"Dirt? O-kay? Alright then, today discussion-…"

Oh thank the heavens they looked away. I sank lower and lower on my seat while I felt my cheeks heat up. This day could not get any worse.

Yet it did.

"WHAT THE FRACK?!"

"Oh can it! You haven't even heard the whole story!"

My best friend of five years just told me the most horrifying news that I could ever get in my whole High school life. I have been nominated for Ms. Junior. Oh .NOW.

"Someone nominated you and this year there would be escorts! You'd do a talent with him!"

She's giggling! GIGGLING! How dare she giggle on other people's misfortune? What kind of a best friend is she?

"Oh honeys please, don't even look at me like that. I wouldn't dare sign you up. I'd rather get hit by a truck than have your tiny hands strangling me."

"Then who the hell would? You're practically the only one I talk to around here. Most of the people in our batch don't even know me! UGH! What is wrong with this day? It's so messed up!"

"K, it's a pageant. Not the end of the world."

"It's not just that. C'mon, I'll tell you on the way home."

I pushed the door open and came face to face with him. I, for the second time today, froze. How many times can someone freeze before getting a sprain?

"Hey, K! Why'd you stop wal- Oh… Hi! I'm Misao Makimachi!"

Before he could say anything I dragged misao a few meters away from him.

"WHAT are you doing?"

"It's called an introduction. You should try it sometime."

"You don't know… It's HIM you idiot."

"REALLY?! Well then, we should get back!"

She just walked away. Walked away like I didn't say a single thing. And she says I'm thick. I watch her walk towards him and reintroduced her self. She noticed that I didn't follow her so she said excuse me and dragged me and with my hair no less! By the time we were in front of him I was in a brink of tears. That freaking hurt!

"Where were we? Oh yeah, I'd like you to meet Kaoru Kamiya! My best friend!"

I looked straight at him. It was the first time I saw him up close. His eyes were beautiful. Having shades of violet, so unique and magnificent. His brows shaping his eyes, his lips were plump and red. To sum it up, he was gorgeous. His hair was long and was unsuccessfully tamed by his ponytail. He is a ginger, beautiful red hair being blown by the breeze. Yup, there's that cinnamon scent. I was all of the sudden distracted by his voice.

"Yeah, I know her. We're actually classmates. Well I have to get going. I'll see you girls around! And Kaoru, thanks for checking if there's dirt in my hair."

He winked. Now THAT was embarrassing. I can't believe he'd remember that. Well who wouldn't? I mean It's not everyday someone leans in from behind to check your hair.

"Yeah. Anytime, Kenshin."

I just had to didn't i. I just had to sniff his hair in class.

"You checked his hair?"

I'm not sure if she's happy or disgusted about it but i don't want to know. I just want to sleep in my bed and pretend this day was all but a dream.

"Oh shut up, I'll tell you later. Lets go home."