It was a perfect sunny day in Grande Hill, Alberta. This was of the utmost rarity, it was constantly raining. The warm sunshine was beaming through the window of Ms. Katrina's Math class. Birds chirped outside making me jealous of their freedom on this gorgeous spring day. My name is Lizzie Martin, and I am not a fan of math class. Most fourteen year old girls aren't actually, but it goes double for me. The bell rings, releasing me into the freedom of the day, and the weekend. Don't you love the feeling you get when school ends on Friday? I know I do. "Hey girly! Excited for tonight?" my friend Pamela exclaimed as she leaned up against the locker beside mine. That's the one thing I hate about my school, the ugly olive green color of the lockers. " But of course Pammy! I've been stoked all week. Its going to be a blast! Are Ryan and Coots still in?" I replied while trying to pry my science textbook out of my packed locker. Ryan and Coots are me and Pamela's boyfriends, Ryan being mine and Coots being Pamela's. Coots is short for Collintrine, his parents are for lack of a better word original. Ever want to make Coots mad? Call him by his original name, that gets him hopping mad! So me and Pamela made our way towards the exit, being stopped halfway there by Ryan.
Ryan is five foot eleven and incredibly handsome, well to me anyways. He has brown hair that is completely natural, and his eyes are the most gorgeous golden color you will ever see. Ryan wraps me up in a hug, man he smells good! " Hey Pam, Hey Lizzie," He says, smiling my favourite crooked smile, " we still on for tonight?"
"Of course! We've only had it planned for two weeks! Pamela laughed with a flick of her hair, " Is Coots ready?"
"Yes, he has a basketball practice right now, but he's heading over to my house right after, then we'll be over to pick you two up." Answered Ryan, " But now I should go, I have to catch my bus home. See you later Liz, bye Pam." He hugs me one last time, holding me a little longer than usual. As he walks away I can't help but smile to myself.
"He's got something planned for tonight, I know it. He's been smiling at you all week with a hint of anticipation on his lips. He keeps asking if we're still on for tonight, I just know it Lizzie. I'd be excited if I were you!" As these words leave Pamela's lips, I barely hear, I'm too caught up in my thoughts. But the message got across. I had noticed this too, and I indeed was excited.