The morning sun crept down the hall and woke the young man up. Tyler Connell pulled his head out of the soft pillow. He wiped the drool off his chin as he glanced at the alarm clock next to his bed. It read 6:00 AM. "Great," he said to himself " another boring day of teachers on your back and nasty cafeteria food, yuck!" He pulled out what he was going to where that day, a Kingsport Cobras Football T-shirt and a pair of jeans, and sleepily wondered down the hall to his bathroom. After a quick shower he dressed and eating a bowl of cereal down in the kitchen. He realized that he was going to be late if he didn't leave the house now. He gulped the rest of the cereal down and grabbed his book bag. He quickly kissed is mother good-bye and hurried out the door and into his xterra. When he looked into his rear view mirror to see if he was clear to back out he realized he had forgot to shave. "No big deal," he thought. It didn't look too bad it just made him look more rugged. He started his yellow xterra and headed for school.
Soon he parked his xterra and headed for the entrance. When he was at his locker Jamie made some remark about his "beard" but Tyler was too tired to hear him. Jamie repeated what he had said louder so Tyler could awake form the trance he was in. "Hey nice beard, T!" Tyler woke up, "Uh, what?" "I said nice beard!" repeated Jamie. "Oh, this," he said rubbing his face "It's not a beard it's just a 24 hour shadow." "What's wrong?" asked Hank. "Nothing I just over slept, that's all." "It looks good." They both said. "Now it's just a matter of if a certain girl likes it!" teased Hank. "What girl?" replied Tyler? "What girl!" Jamie gasped. "You know, the girl with blonde shoulder length hair, she's a cheerleader, she's an EMT, her name is Val, hopelessly obsessed with staring at her." "Oh, her", Tyler said jokingly. Tyler saw Val approaching them and quickly changed the subject. "Sow Hank," Tyler said quickly, " Do we have football practice tonight?" "Yea, man, we have practice every night." Said Hank a little worried. "Hey guys!" Val said. All three men were surprised by her voice. Tyler turned back to his locker. "Hey Val. I have to show you something!" Jamie said excitedly. Jamie turned Tyler around so he was facing Val. "Check out T's "shadow!" Tyler just smiled shyly. "If you are referring to the fact that it looks like Tyler hasn't shaved in a few days I think it looks very cool, it makes him look more rugged, if you ask me." Val flashed Tyler one of her famous smiles that he just loved. "Well T, everyone likes it." Jamie said, disappointed that his teasing spree was over. "Well, I don't know about you two but I'm going to be late if I stay any longer so peace out!" Hand said as he turned down the hall. "Yea, I'll see you guys. Tyler said to Jamie and Val.
Val hurried off to history. She grabbed a seat, sat down and started to daydream. She dreamt about Tyler, the subject never changed. If it was at all possible he becomes more and more attractive every day, she thought to herself. "You know what."… "Ill tell him how I feel." "No, no, no bad idea she argued. "You don't just tell one of your best friends that you are helplessly in love into reality by the quiz that was handed to her.
Tyler sat, uneasy in his chair. He would not be able to concentrate if his life depended on it. The paper in front of him, full of math problems, was bare. Tyler was great at math, but he just couldn't help thinking about Val. Her and her beautiful blonde hair, that long gray skirt that went down to her ankles, and that little pink shirt. What was up with that? Was she trying to torture him by showing off something that he have, a prize that could not be won? Yes, he knew that he could never have her because she just thought of him as a "friend," nothing than a stupid, lousy friend! Tyler became frustrated. "This is pathetic… I'm pathetic, I'm king of the jocks and overachiever and I can't tell a girl how I feel! Wait, she's not a girl, she's more like a goddess!" "I hate this!" he said aloud and people turned around to stare at him. "What are you looking at?"
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