CORRAL'S POV

CORRAL'S POV

"Why can't I stop thinking about him?" I asked myself for the longest time. His name was Charles. He was way different than any other guy I ever pondered over. See, I'm a little bit of a nerd, but I don't dress entirely like one, I have a sense of fashion But Roger was so… different. He was kind of a mysterious and dark person and hung out with a lot of the punk and emo kids. He had amazingly intense dark blue eyes that turned almost black when he got mad, which was often. He had dark brown hair that was a little shabby, but he could pull it off. Me, on the other hand, had black hair that flowed almost to my waist. I had blue eyes that had ruffles of green. My mom always said that they reminded her of her favorite place in the world, the ocean. Oh yes, and I can't forget that I have thick black rimmed glasses that I wore like 16 hours out of the day, that didn't help that much because I had dyslexia. I didn't know why I was so attracted to him, but I was. He probably doesn't even know I exist, I thought to myself as I passed him in the halls every day.

Today I walked past him in the hall and blurted out "Hi Charles!" really fast.

He looked at me for a second then replied, "Corral, right?"

"Uh, yea." I smiled weakly, blushing red, then practically ran all the way to home room. Oh my god! He actually knew me! And remembered my name!!

Oh my god!! I smiled in pleasure. He knows I exist and he knows my name!

"Victoria, how totally awesome is that?" I told my best friend at lunch.

"And I thought that you said you would NEVER go boy crazy, not even a little bit! Ha! No doing my homework for a week! I hope you like doing homework still! I so win that bet! 'Member? The one we made last year in 8th grade?"

I sighed, a little frustrated as she did a little dance around the cafeteria. I remembered. I few guys from the football team whistled. Oh, how could I forget to tell you about Victoria? She had tan skin, dark chocolate brunette hair, very skinny, and one of the best bodies that I have ever seen. She was THE prettiest girl in the whole high school, and only a freshman. Why she hung out with me is a mystery. She said that it was because she didn't like getting caught up with all the drama, but she still did. You know, stealing girls' boyfriends, having all the boys in love with her, all the girls hating her guts for various reasons, the usual. But Victoria was nice and one of my only friends. I had a few from a foundation I helped called 'Save the Whales' but that was about it.

"Oh look at that hottie!" Victoria interrupted my thoughts. I turned to see Charles heading over to our table. Victoria started laughing hysterically. I punched her in the arm a few times that got her to only giggling a bit.

"Is this spot taken?" Charles asked me.

"Uhh…No. I guess not." I managed to say, about ready to faint.