Hey! So this is just a one-shot because I honestly don't know where this story will end up but I might continue it! There are de-aged characters and high school stuff. I'm in high school so I figured this would be fun :D Enjoy!

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6:00 a.m. My alarm went off and I groaned as I shut it off.

First day of my junior year and I'm not so sure that I'm looking forward to it. But I guess being head cheerleader I have to be uber excited...

Summer had been pretty interesting and uncomfortable ever since my break up with Vlad. He seemed to understand and knew where I was coming from. Vlad was nothing like the typical football captain although he preferred hockey, and he was really good at it. I always saw him more like an older brother, well at least he protected me like one ever since we were kids. People always thought we'd end up being perfect together but it didn't really work out.

We still hung out after the broke up this summer, which made it harder for other people to believe that we were no longer, a thing.

My phone buzzed and a reached to see a text from Tara.

You better be up Sophie because I know how long it takes you to get ready.

I looked at clock and realized I had been thinking and staring at the ceiling for nearly 15 minutes.

I'm up. I replied knowing that if I didn't Tara would just spam me until I did.

Tara was my best friend; we met in middle school when she came in halfway into the first semester. We both always got ourselves into all sorts of trouble and we always managed to get out of it so our parents never knew about it.

It was easy to get people to like and trust us with anything, by the way in high school came in handy. We easily became popular.

Last year people had a poll on who was hottest girl in our school and Tara and I came out tied. I thought it was ridiculous and so did Tara. But whatever.

I got up and walked to my bathroom and washed my face and looked at the mirror. Sometimes I felt as if a stranger was staring back at me. Tara was probably the only person who really knew me along with Maggie but there were things that I didn't trust Maggie with yet.

I cleared my head of anymore of those thoughts and brushed my teeth. I decided to keep my hair in its natural wave and apply enough makeup to make it look as natural as possible. I have to admit I love doing my hair, makeup, and I absolutely love clothes. I take my time and make sure everything is perfect and not a single hair out of place.

Sadly today I have to wear my cheerleading uniform so I didn't have to pick out my clothes the night before.

I went downstairs to find my parents already ready for work eating their breakfast.

"Good morning sweetheart," my dad behind his newspaper.

"Morning." I wasn't really up to talk to my parents at the moment so I just shrugged, nodded, and answered 'yes' or 'no' to their questions or comments towards me.

Hey, I'm here. It was a text from Vlad, he' giving me rides to school since my parents have yet to buy me a car, and I already passed my drivers test.

If there were two people in this world that I couldn't persuade to do what I wanted were the people who brought into this world.

I'm coming. I ran out the door while saying my goodbyes to my parents and saw Vlad smiling in his brand new BMW. I envy him sometimes.

"Hey," he said unlocking the door for me to get in. He was wearing his football jersey, he was number 67.

"Hi," I said smiling back at him and with that he drove, pretty fast, to school.

LIBERTY HIGH SCHOOL.

The closer we got to school the more nervous and excited I was getting. I swear I'm bipolar, just this morning I was dreading over this place.

Vlad parked and we walked towards the front of the school where I saw Tara and Maggie smiling widely at me in their cheerleading uniforms.

"I'm glad you decided to leave your hair that way," Tara said.

"Yeah, you look really pretty when you wear it like that." Maggie nodded in agreement.

"Thanks guys. Oh and thanks for the ride Vlad," I turned to Vlad and gave him an appreciative smile.

"Anytime, excuse me ladies." He left and walked towards his football friends, within them Eliot and Quinn, who were also good friends of mine.

"Sophie are you sure there isn't anything you want to tell us?" Tara said cautiously while giving one of those 'you can't lie to me' looks.

"What do you mean?" Honestly I was confused and both Maggie and Tara saw that written all over my face.

"You said everything with you and Vlad was over," Maggie said almost in a whisper.

"Thats because it is. We're just friends now," I couldn't blame them for thinking otherwise. But even when Vlad and I weren't in a relationship he would give me rides to and from school, well our parents would. It was clear that my friends weren't buying it. "You guys are being ridiculous. Why would I lie, you two are probably the only people I don't- well more like I can't- lie to."

"That is true," Tara said while simultaneously giving a small laugh and Maggie nodding in agreement with a small smile playing on her lips.

"Can we go in? I still need to get my books from my locker for my first class," which I wasn't necessarily looking forward to. I heard that Mr. Reed was pretty tough and I really needed to do good this year since I have all advance placement classes. Which automatically means more homework. Gross. The only class that I'm actually looking forward to and that I like is my art class. I always had a soft spot for art.

As we walked to my locker I could hear Tara and Maggie chatting and giggling to who knows what.

I stopped in front of my locker when I saw him. What was awkward was that he was already looking at me when I noticed him.

"Finally!" Tara said flailing her hands in the air. I stared back at her with a blank expression. "He's been staring at you ever since we got into the hall."

"He's cute," Maggie said pouting. "Just wish he was staring at me."

I turned to look at him one more time but he had turned his back to us. "Well I don't see anything so special about him." I kind of lied but it sounded genuine enough to not raise any questions. They were probably still with that idea of theirs, about me and Vlad.

The bell rang and we went our separate ways. As I walked to my class I completely zoned out that I didn't notice Vlad caught up to me until he waved his hand in front of my face.

"Hey are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine." He narrowed his eyes and just shook his head. He knows me well enough to not force out what's on my mind.

We had first period together, which was AP U.S. History. I gasped a little when I noticed him as I walked inside the classroom. He was sitting in the back corner by the window that he was staring out of. I don't know what it was about him that made me kind of nervous. Maybe it was those deep blue eyes of his. Whatever the case was, I needed to put those feelings aside just for now.

During the summer I went ahead and read the textbook so I didn't pay so much attention in class. I always found it easier to teach myself than to have somebody else teach me. It was amusing to see Vlad try and keep up with Mr. Reed's lesson. Vlad was not a note taker. He just simply always remembered things. I guess this teacher is pretty tough. I wouldn't know since I wasn't paying attention.

I looked over my shoulder to look at him and he looked back at me. I know it might've been creepy of me just to stare but I couldn't help it. Then he smiled at me. I swear that is the most beautiful smile I've ever seen in my life.

I looked away when I started feeling like I was blushing-and I don't blush so easily. I wonder what his name is at least.

"Mr. Ford, would you be so kind as to pay attention to my lesson than to stare at Ms. Devereaux?" I turned to look at him. Now I know his last name but it would be nice to know his first name.

"Of course," he replied and looked down at his desk.

I turned and pretended to take notes when really I was drawing who knows what.

The bell finally rang and I grabbed my things to go to my second period. Vlad walked me to my next class because he thought I was still acting peculiar.

I didn't really pay much consideration to my second, third, and fourth period since the teachers were mostly talking about they're syllabus, class rules and what not.

The bell for lunch rang, I met up with Tara and Maggie and they mindlessly started complaining about they're teachers. I usually would take part of that but I just wasn't up to it. My thoughts were drifting to the Ford kid and I couldn't help but smile of how ridiculous I was being.

"Sophie you okay?" Tara asked. I guess I wasn't paying attention to what to whatever she had been babbling about.

"I'm fine why?"

"You've been acting strange since this morning," I could see the concern in my friends eyes but I was really okay.

The bell rang, saving me from the rest of this conversation.

"I promise everything is perfectly fine," I smiled. And I had a feeling that everything would be perfect. Soon.

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"Hey man, watch where you're going!" Yelled some big guy with brown hair that barely touched his shoulders.

"Sorry," I said robotically still staring at her. The guy that I had bumped into followed my gaze and chuckled.

"Forget about it. She's out of your league." I snapped my head and narrowed my eyes at him.

"Hey Nate over here," called out James from my left. I turned one more time to look at the guy and walked away sitting down to the seat across from James.

"First day of school and you're already picking fights," James said disappointed. " You are to much like your dad."

"Don't compare me to my father. I'm nothing like him."

" Okay, okay calm down," he said. "How was it that you got in big mans face over there?"

"I bumped into him."

"He probably did on purpose," James concluded.

"No, I just wasn't paying attention."

"You weren't paying attention?"

"I was,' I looked down a little embarrassed. "I was staring at someone." James laughed at that

"And you were you looking at?" James finally asked. I pointed towards her and saw James face light up in approval.

"I'd hate to break it to you my friend but she'd never go for a guy like you I mean look at the people she's surrounded by." I ignored James the rest of the lunch because I knew he would just make fun of me, and that's exactly what he did until finally the bell rang.

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Finally the class I want to be in all day. I've had Mrs. Key since my freshman year so she knows me pretty well too. I smile at her and I walk to my usual easel. I touch every paintbrush and the feeling being so familiar.

My heart stops for a second when I see him walk into the classroom. I quickly look down and grab a paintbrush and dip into the paint to distract myself.

He sits on the stool next to mine. He would.

"Hey," he said. His voice was so sweet and sounded so pure.

"Hi," I replied back not even turning to look at him.

"My names Nate, well Nathan, but I prefer Nate," this time I turned to look at him.

"Sophie," I extended my hand. "Its nice to meet you Nate." He shook my hand and smiled. I smiled back.

So what'd you think?

If you didn't figure it out:

S%= Sophie's POV

N%= Nate's POV