It was like every other day. I woke up at 6 in the morning. I brushed my teeth and hair. I put on a clean pair of skinny jeans and a worn down band t-shirt. I put on a thin strip of eyeliner on each eye. I put on deodorant and a dash of perfume. I slid on my very very beat up converse. I grabbed my book bag, said bye to my mom and dad, and left for the bus stop.

"What up Jazz?" one of the only friends that I had said to me when I approached the bus stop. I shrugged my shoulders and let my bag slide off my shoulder onto the ground. I sat down on it as Jazz did the same.

"I'm tired and I'm freaking about my English grade. If my parents find out I'm flunking, they are going to kill me." I said, running my hands threw my long blonde straight hair.

"Find a tutor. They've got those little ad type things for them in the office at school." Jazz said, as more people began walking up to the rather large bus stop.

"I'm going to have to do that today. They'll kill me if they find out about it. I'd like to just fix it before they do." I said as Andrew walked over to us.

"How are my girls this morning?" Andrew said as he did as we did, and dropped his bag on the ground and sat on it.

"I'm good. Emily though…" Jazz said looking over at me. I dropped my head and ran hand through my hair again.

"I'm flunking English." I said softly. Andrew sighed.

"I know a guy who tutors people in English. His name is Justin. When we get to school I'll introduce the two of you." Andrew said, touching my hand softly.

"Thanks." I said looking at him with a small smile. Andrew smiled, but sighed again.

"Why didn't you say something sooner?"

Now it was my turn to sigh.

"I thought I could get the grade up on my own. But I just hate English so much! And I'm no good at it what so ever." I said, throwing my hands into the air in frustration.

"Well, Justin is pretty good with English. He'll be able to help you and most likely get your grade raised."

"Let's hope so."

The three of us walked into school and split to go to our lockers. As I walked to mine on my own, the cutest boy I'd ever seen in my life walked passed me, just like every day. I knew I had gone to school with this kid since Junior High, but I didn't really notice him since this year, freshman year. As he passed I smiled, like I always did, and he smiled back, like he always did. I still had yet to build up the courage to talk to him. I didn't even know the kids name.

But he was incredibly cute. He always wore skinnies with high top shoes. Usually adidas. He was also a fan of plaid. He looked best in the color purple. His hair was blond, not too bright, and always perfectly styled to one side. And his hair was the perfect length, not to short, but not so long that you couldn't see his eyes.

He was wearing a pair of black skinnies, a tight long sleeved shirt, a plain silver chain, and white sneakers. I glanced at them for a second. Adidas.

He passed me and his cologne filled the air around me. It was always the same scent and I always had to slow my pace, close my eyes, and breathe in the smell.

I went to my locker and grabbed my notebook and shoved it into my bag. I groaned and grabbed my English book. I shoved that into my bag as well and shut my locker.

My cell phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out. It was a text from Jazz.

Meet us in front of the café. Justin is with us.

I sighed and sent back a simple 'okay' and made my way toward the main hallway. At the end of the hallway was the cafeteria. I kept walking until I saw Andrew's trademark electric blue high tops. I sped up and continued toward them, until what I saw made me stop dead in my tracks. There was smell good, fashion sensible, perfect hair, gorgeous smile, insanely cute boy. My mouth hung open. Was this Justin?

I kept walking toward them, but slower and my heart was beating wildly out of my chest. I smoothed my blonde straight hair and I took a deep breath.

"So, what's going on?" I asked, trying my hardest to keep the nervous squeak in my voice under control. I glanced at cute boy, and he was looking at me with that pretty pretty smile.

"Em, meet Justin. Justin, meet Emily." Andrew said glancing at the both of us. I smiled.

"I know you. I pass you every morning, and you greet me with a smile." He said, extending his hand to me. His voice. Holy shit his voice. I had imagined what his voice could sound like, but I had no idea it would sound so smooth. So sweet. So… musical.

"Ha-ha, yeah. I guess I'm just a freak or something." I said, shifting my weight from foot to foot and running a hand through my hair. He laughed softly and butterflies started flapping around in the pit of my stomach.

"You're not a freak. That pretty smile always sets the tone for my day." he said as I took his hand and shook it. I gulped at the sensation of our hands touching.

"Justin, you're like insanely great at English right?" Andrew said, as Justin slowly took his hand away from mine. I took a step back, and was standing next to Jazz. She looked at me with one eyebrow raised. I acted like I didn't notice and looked down at my feet.

"I wouldn't go as far as insanely well, but I do have a very high A in my English class at the moment." Justin said with a small laugh.

"Well, my friend Emily here is having a little trouble in English, and we were wondering if you could help her out with this?" Andrew said, glancing at me, and then nodding to Justin when Justin looked at me.

"Oh, yeah. I'm, well, I'm pretty much failing. And I'd rather not get a big fat F on my report card to take home to my parents." I said, looking into those big brown eyes of Justin's. He laughed softly and nodded.

"Sure, I can do that. When do you want to start?"

"The next time you've got the time, if that's okay with you?" I asked, glancing around, and then glancing at my shoes.

"I have to stay here for a few hours after school, so if you want, you can just stay with, and as soon as I'm done with my coach, we can steal one of the classrooms and do a little studying. If you'd like?" he asked. I glanced up at him again and he was looking at me intently, waiting for my answer.

"Sure. That'll work." I said, smiling like a goofy idiot when he smiled at me.

"Alright, then meet me in the auditorium after school. You can just hang out there until I'm finished. I'm going to head to class, see you later." He said as he took a few steps back. I said good-bye and waved slightly. He did the same, smiled another flawless oh so freaking pretty smile, and turned around and began walking down the hallway.

"Well, Emily… have you got a super crush on this kid or what?" Andrew said with a smile. Jazz laughed.

"I pass you every morning and you greet me with a smile." She said in a mocking tone. I rolled my eyes and began walking away.

"Screw both of you. I'm about to raise my English grade."

I heard them hysterically laughing from behind me and I rolled my eyes again. But this time I did it with a smile.