Miley

I watched his eyes linger on me before he looked away. 'Someday are easier than others, but it doesn't mean you shouldn't go on smiling the way you always do' those were the words that made me believe, always seemed to give me hope. But these days, they just made tears form and my knees weak. I could tell he hated the fact it was over. I knew he still loved me, and believed that we were meant to be! But I hated the fact that he lied about it, and tried to pretend that there was nothing he wanted more in life, than to be away from me... How could someone possibly be so cruel?

Demi

I laughed as I Watched him shoved the rest of his sandwich in his mouth. He looked at me with confusion, "what?"

I licked my thumb and wiped off peanut butter on the corner of his mouth. "You had peanut butter on your face"

He made a bitter face and I laughed, "Dang, I hate it when I eat like a cave man" then he gave me a quick wink and kissed my cheek. "Sorry babe," he wiped off his hands against his jeans and stood up, "I have to go," then he opened the door revealing a bright light, and left me alone in the janitor's closet... Once again.

Selena

How pathetic could a girl be?

Pretty pathetic in my case... I mean... I sat on the very top bleacher in my coffee colored knitted sweater, holding it tightly against me as the autumn wind blew... Staring at who could just be, the love of my life. I did this every day at lunch; I came up here, ate my lunch, and then just quietly watched him play football. He was gorgeous; I loved the way his hair swept against his forehead. His brown eyes were perfect in the light of the sun. Was it even possible for a guy to be so perfect? I honestly don't think there would ever be a guy who affected my heart the way he did. But what's so pathetic... Is he doesn't even know I exist!

Taylor S.

I waited patiently by the big oak tree in the front of the school. I looked down at my watch, he was late... He always was. I looked around, but yet, he hadn't showed up! Lately he didn't seem to be as devoted to me as I was to him... And that upset me. I loved him, and supposedly he loved me... But I had the hardest time believing him. Suddenly everything went black.

"Hey," he took his hands off my eyes and sat next to me kissing my cheek.

"What happened?"

He shrugged, "Taylor asked for a game of football. You know him."

I nodded, I did know him. And he would stop Joe anytime just for a game of football, even Joe's mom in the hospital dying, he was obsessed. But Taylor wasn't a bad guy, he was always so kind.

"Its ok." why did I say that? He didn't apologize... And it wasn't ok, even if he says that Taylor stopped him. Yesterday it was that he got held back in class, last week it was that his mom wanted to see him for a couple minutes. He was running out of excuses.

"Oh hey, tomorrow I can't come, I'm going to go out to lunch with nick."

"Oh... That's ok." I looked down at my lap, the zip lock bag that once held our lunch was now empty... It always was.

Nick

Somehow I managed to escape Mr. Escalante's lecture of how to properly clean a beaker that was once held with poisonous liquids. I smiled at my myself for getting away and him for not being so mad. The excuse "I think I'm gonna crap my pants" always works. Sure it was nasty, but hey, you gotta do, what you gotta do. I ran into the lunch room to find my best friend sitting out the table, by herself staring at the boy who broke her heart.

"Hey..."

She turned around and stretched a small smile, "hey."

"You would not believe what just happened!"

"What?"

I sat down next to her and faced her, "so I was cleaning up in chemistry about to come here! But then Mr. Escalante stopped me saying I wasn't cleaning my beaker right! And so 2 minutes into his lecture I told him I ate something funny before chemistry and I was gonna crap my pants... He let me go."

She laughed, "Oh gosh nick... I'd never be able to tell a teacher that!" but yet she still laughed. I loved the sound of her laugh; it always gave me a smile.

"But when it's Mr. Escalante giving a lecture... I'd say anything."

"Understood."

I ran a hand through my hair, "so are you done eating! Do you want to go out to the field?"

She looked past me, "um... You go ahead; I'm going to stay here"

I turned around to see Liam sitting down talking with his group of friends, "Miley..."

"Don't nick, just don't."

And so I didn't... Because no matter what I would say to her, she'd just tell me how much she loves him, and that's the last thing I need.

Joe

I'm not proud of myself, but I don't hate myself. The fact I lied to Taylor makes me want to tell her how much I wish I could love her. But how was I going to do that? She thought I did love her... There's the key word 'did' but though I didn't love her, I couldn't hurt her fragile heart. I couldn't bear to see her cry. It was hard enough to be betraying her behind her back, but to actually confess? Man was I going to hell... But maybe god will understand my righteous doing in all this... Or not.

"Hey Joe."

I turned around, "oh, hey man."

"How was lunch with Taylor?"

"Well..." I looked down at my hands, "I kinda missed the lunch part, but I did have time to talk to her."

Nick shook his head, "man, what happened?"

"Uh, Taylor stopped me on my way. He wanted to play football."

He laughed, "oh Taylor. Man if he keeps it up then you'll no longer have a girlfriend!"

"Ya... Kinda sucks. So how's Miley?"

He sighed, "Man, she's a wreck! Liam totally screwed her up! Today I got to lunch to find her staring at him! And so I asked if she wanted to go out to the field and she just said no and continued to stare at him."

I shook my head; Miley was like a sister to me! And to see her so crushed by some ass no one even really likes, makes it so much worse. "That sucks dude..."

"It does."

"So what are you going to do?"

"I'm not sure." nick said shrugging.

I felt sorry for nick... He has loved Miley since the day he laid eyes on her, and now he has to try to mend her broken heart. But then again, I just wish we could switch places. I think I'd rather prefer to try to mend a girl's broken heart, instead of breaking it.

Taylor L.

It never failed to amaze me how amazing my school life was! Senior, rich, popular, hot, on the football team, girls love me! It's great! My life couldn't get any better, and I never thought different... Except for the times when Joe kissed his girlfriend. Every time I saw those two together, I realized my life wasn't totally perfect yet... I didn't have the love of my life! And ok, so I guess you're thinking. Your Taylor lautner! You have every girl drooling for you! You don't need a girlfriend! And it was all true... But actually, there was one girl who I wanted to be friends with. Even more than that actually, but for now I had to stick to friends. She was unfortunately taken... Has been since our junior year. But I didn't know that... I first noticed her in the library, ya, I know right? Me, in the library! Anyways, I had to go in there to get some stupid book for English literature, and there she was... Sitting at one of the tables with her head tilted and her hair all to one side. She was beautiful; I didn't go talk to her because she left before I could. Then that whole week I tried to look for her! But I never found her... Then one day, during lunch I found her! I was so excited, that's when everything crumbled. She wasn't alone, attached to her waist was my best friend... Joe. So as you can see, there's no way I'll ever get her. But every time I see her, it's like the room lights up, and my world lifts up a little higher. I just wish she knew that. Then again… there was one part of my life I didn't even want to think about. It's not always like that… Sometimes he doesn't come back for weeks, and his temper only gets bad when he is around, which is never. I'm never there anyways, but they're the only thing that brings me back. One phone call and I'll run to protect them.

Logan

I've been to 14 different schools in my lifetime. And it all turns out the same at each school. I come off as the bad boy, mysterious kid! Everyone thinks that I do drugs and just play with girls heads. And they all assume this because of my black leather jacket, my combat boots, and my motorcycle. Then when I have to move again, (dads job) they all think I was expelled. I'm not sure why I don't change their views, but I mean why do I need to? I don't care what they think, if they think I'm a bad ass kid, and then let them think it. And I guess somewhere along the line, I did turn into the mystery guy no one could figure out completely. I never settled down completely to make actual friends, so no one knew the truth. So here's the truth. I love to play baseball, listen to the killers, I love debating, I wear a leather jacket cause it keeps me warm, and I wear the boots because they were my dad's. My parents split when I was 5 and she got remarried when I was 6. So that's why I move, it's stupid... And now here I am, landing in Ohio, and soon to be going to school at Canyon view high school