-Chapter one-

Ethan

Crap! Why did I have to wake up late today! Ethan thought as he grabbed his favorite pair of jeans and a white windbreaker from his closet. Shoot, only 10 minutes! Absently, he glanced at the digital clock, took his motorcycle keys and wrist watch, and slammed the door behind him. He jumped on his bright red Honda motorcycle and sped away. Ethan, suddenly being ripped from his panicked thoughts, abruptly stopped at a red light. Just PERFECT! Woke up late and now there's a red light?

Why does this stupid light have to be so long? His eyes aimlessly wandered to the side and saw a blur of long flowing, black hair. Who was that? HONK! The honking of the car behind him put Ethan back to reality. Oh right school! Got to go!

-11:30 Cafeteria-

"Yeah I saw a girl on the way here. I'm sure she goes to this school! I mean she was heading this direction… Makes sense right?" Ethan mentioned to Link and Kyle looking for some encouragement.

Link, sipping his coke, answered sarcastically, "sure it does...but what does she look like?"

"She has long black hair."

"Okay… like every other girl in this school. Is there anything else?"

"Umm….yeah... no….. I didn't see so well…"

"WHAT!THAT'S IT! LONG BLACK HAIR! YOU FELL IN LOVE WITH HER HAIR!" Kyle shouted, spitting out half the food in his mouth. Can't the guy lower his voice? Everyone's looking.

"Well! I couldn't see! It was a big blur!" Ethan replied. But hey you would fall in love too if you saw her hair.

"So, she's fat?" Link said bluntly. "That narrows it down," his eyes, looking around the cafeteria.

"No she's not fat. Maybe…. I don't know. She was fast! That's all I know."

"She fast in running? Okay, Kyle you have P.E. next. Look for a fast fat girl with long black hair."

"Wait what? We don't for sure if she's fat," Ethan argued.

"Would you change your mind if she was?" Kyle asks curiously, stealing a handful of Link's fries.

"What? Of course not! I don't care about appearances."

"Wait she was running, that must mean she was late," Kyle stated putting all the pieces together. "It's must be... umm... what's her name again?"

"You know her? Who is she? And how do you know?"

"This girl ran into class this morning. I bet that's the girl because she was the only one late. She was late by a couple minutes. But Mr. Tachs counts every second."

"She's in our grade, a fast runner, has long black hair, a tardy already and is fat," Link states calmly. "You're the president, so can't you figure out who she is by that much information?"

"That abuses my presidency powers! No way am I doing that!" Besides, I can't just find out that information so casually.

"And she's not fat," Kyle butted in. "She is pretty cute. For just a blurry glance, you have good taste."

"Kyle, can't you find out who she is? She's in your homeroom right?"

"Of course I can! Anything to help out my friend to find the hair of his dreams," Kyle smirked.

"Very funny, but I didn't fall in love because of her hair…." Even though that was all I saw… "Just find out who she is. I will be forever in your debt." Man I wish I hadn't just said that.

"Interesting…. Then you are forever in my debt," Link chuckled. "After all, I did find out that her name is Skye."

"What? How," Ethan and Kyle shout in unison.

"Keep it down you guys. Want everybody to know that Mr. President has a crush on a girl while having a girlfriend?" Oh yeah. I have a "girlfriend" Lavida Loca. That started about a year ago when Kiki confessed to me. Only she isn't real. She's actually Link dressed as a girl. I only said that so that I wouldn't have girls confessing to me.

"So how did you find out?" Ethan eagerly asked.

"Skye used to be in my homeroom. She was often late to class. Not really a bad student, just slow. Well fast in running but slow in everything else."

"And now she's in my homeroom. You sure she's for you?" Kyle questioned. "I mean she could be mine or Link's soul mate."

"I noticed her first. So do not make a move on her." Ethan glared.

"Hey! You have a 'girlfriend.' What will you do if she already thinks that you are 'taken'," Link's voice full of curiosity. But Ethan's mind is somewhere else.

The school bell rang telling students to clean up and hurry to their classes. Okay, so her name is Skye. Maybe I have some classes with her. I won't know until the end of the day.

Kyle

There was something I forgot to tell Ethan this during lunch. Something about Skye, that's for sure. What was it? "KYLE!" coach Kem yelled across the field. "Get up! Run your laps boy!" I just wanted a little nap. It's just a couple of laps, what's with the rush?

"Yeah coach!" Kyle got up, brushing off the grass strands on his clothes and sprints the couple of laps. Just get it over with, then back to my nap.

"Hey! Your name is Kyle right?" some girl asked, blocking Kyle's view of the clouds above.

"Yeah," Kyle replied sitting up, "and you are?"

"My name's Skye," Skye says extending her hand toward Kyle.

Skye! It's her! The big hairy blur that Ethan likes! "Hey, yeah you know my name, now I know yours," Kyle took her and shook it. "You have nice hair." Oops. Not what I meant to say.

"Thanks. Nice timing." What timing? "I mean two laps in less than 4 minutes. That's pretty impressive." Ohh! Timing! Hah! She thinks that's impressive.

"Ethan can run three laps in less than 4 minutes. He's a really athletic guy." Now that I mention it, he is a sports freak. Joining every sports club, no wonder he's so buff.

"Ethan? You mean the president of the student council?"

"Yeah how do you know?"

"I was elected the class representative for being late to homeroom. They all nominated me since no one else wanted to. So I was curious who was running the whole student council thingy."

Class representative! That's it! That's what I wanted to tell Ethan! Oh. Well he's going to find out eventually. "You're a pretty fast runner yourself."

Ethan

Okay, so she isn't in any of my classes. Sigh. I think I hoped too much. How am I ever going to meet her? DING DONG. "ALL STUDENT COUNCIL MEMBERS MEET IN THE MEETING ROOM AT 3:15," announced the PTA. Okay, guess I'll be busy for the rest of the day. Have to tell Noona later. Right now I have to get to the student council meeting. Ethan gathered his books, shoved them into his back pack and ran to the meeting room.

-3:15 Student Council Room-

"Everyone, take your seats and we will begin the meeting," Ethan announced. "Today we'll just be introducing ourselves and if we have time, say a few things that you think will help the school out. I'm Ethan [insert last name here] and I am the president of the student council this year."

"I'm Kiki Sung. I am the…" The chatter of the council members became a white noise for Ethan while his mind wondered. I wonder where Skye is. I bet she's probably running around with her hair flowing behind her. Kyle said she was in most of his classes. That's unfair; I kind of hoped to see her again.

"I'm Skye [insert last name here] and I think we should have more school festivals where other schools can visit. So that they could see how fun our school is and want to join the fun." Ethan, who is taking notes on what the council members say, looks up from his paper and sees her.

Skye! That's her! The girl from this morning! I know her hair anywhere! "Skye," Ethan shouted out of the blue. I did not mean to say that out loud.

"Yes? Do you need to speak to me," Skye asked, her head cocked to the side. Everyone's eyes were on Ethan, who still had his jaw dropped.

"Yes. I do. Ahem," Ethan cleared his throat, palms a bit sweaty. "What do you mean by more school festivals? And on what occasion do they partake?"

"Ethan, I think we'll get into those details later on. First let's first get to know everyone on the council," suggested Mrs. Gwion.

"That's right. Sorry, I thought it was a pretty good idea," Ethan said, hoping she'd buy the excuse. She did. And during the rest of the meeting, he found himself stealing glances at Skye.

- 4:30 Outside of school-

Oh hey! It's raining. I have to be careful of how I drive. Something might…

"Hello? Earth to Ethan," Skye interrupted his thoughts, waving her hand in front of his face. She smiled at him when he paid attention to her. "Did you really think more festivals are a good idea?"

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing too actually." Well… Actually I was thinking about you but…

"Is that so… Then why were you looking at me during the meeting?" What? She saw. I thought she didn't notice. Wait if she noticed, the whole room probably did also. Crap. I'm dead.

"I was not staring at you," Ethan blushed, looking everywhere but at her. "I was looking at the clock! It's behind your head. I looked in your direction. Not at you." At least I think it is. Hopefully it is.

"You have a wrist watch. Why do you need to look at a clock?"

Damn. I forget my cell phone but the watch I grab. "Oh. This isn't the right time. It keeps slowing down." This is in fact the truth and reminds me that I have to change its batteries.

"It does look a bit slow. Oh. It's raining. I totally forgot my umbrella. Who ever thought it would rain today?"

"I could give you a ride? I have a motorcycle so you wouldn't get so wet. And here," Ethan took off his windbreaker and put it around Skye, "it'll sort of protect you from the rain."

"Thanks," Skye blushed, putting her arms through the sleeves.

Ethan appeared in front of the school on his motorcycle. He threw his extra helmet towards Skye and gestures for her to come. She wore the helmet, hopped on the motorcycle and wrapped her arms around his waist, not admitting she's afraid of the engine of the motorcycle that roared beneath her.

They arrived at her house in a few minutes, and they say good bye to each other. Ethan wanted to stay longer but he had to get to judo class. Even though they didn't say much, he knew there was a connection between them.

- 8:15 2nd day of school-

Ethan walked along the sidewalk as the heat seemed to burn him alive. Yesterday it rained. Now it's a heat wave? What's with this bipolar weather? Kyle and Link were beside him but soon left arriving at their own classes. Ethan sighed and wiped the bit sweat off his forehead. He caught sight ofSkye, struggling with her books. It seems like she's having some difficulty with her textbooks. I should help her out. He walked confidentially and was about to greet her when suddenly Skye tripped and lost her balance. It all appeared to be in slow motion, with her books falling to the ground and her arms flailing to the air. His heart was beating fast; he had one choice to make, should I catch her?