I don't blame you for being you, But you can't blame me for hating it. So say, what are you waiting for? Kiss her, kiss her, I've set my clocks early cause I know I'm always late

~ A Little Less Sixteen Candles, Fall Out Boy

I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always lateI couldn't take it, seeing her with another guy was eating me up inside.

Especially since her boyfriend was my best friend, Jake Ryan.

I just about fainted when her bright blue eyes turned on me like headlights. She shot a smile my way, then she turned back to Jake.

She was laughing now, her silky brown hair bounced up and down as her shoulders shook. She was happy, and that was all that mattered to me if I couldn't have her as my own, that she be happy, and have someone who loved and cared for her as much as I did.

I hadn't told anyone about my crush on her. I knew they'd all say the same thing- that she had a boyfriend, and that it was wrong of me to love her like I did.

But I couldn't help it, every time I looked into her eyes, or saw her smile or laugh, I fell even more in love.

Shaking me out of my train of thought, the bell rang, loud and obnoxious, signaling that it was the beginning to the next period. I grabbed my Chemistry textbook out of my opened locker, and slammed it shut, clearing her out of my mind.

I realized that my next class was on the other end of the school, so I had to sprint through the hallways to get there on time.

I made it, out of breath, with only a couple of seconds left until I would have been late.

I panted, trying to breath regularly again, as the rest of the class watched, stifling giggles.

I ignored the twenty pairs of eyes staring at me, and took my seat in the second row of the class, my face flushing a violent shade of crimson.

One of my best friends, and my lab partner, sat next to me, and was laughing.

I smacked her playfully on the arm, causing her to stop laughing, and look at me.

She stuck her tongue out at me, and turned to the front of the classroom, where the Professor, Mr. Bryan, was standing. He began lecturing the class on 'the dangers of the experiment we were about to do'. But, I paid no attention.

All I could think about was the beautiful girl sitting next to me.

The scent radiating off of her was irresistible, and it caused my mouth to water slightly.

There was a beaker of bright red liquid sitting on the table, and next to it was a glass half full with white powder.

Mr. Bryan told us to begin the experiment, so my partner, seeming to have paid attention, seized the glass with the powder, dumping it into the empty glass bottle to the right of the beaker.

She recorded a couple notes in her Chemistry notebook, and looked back at the powder, examining it closely.

She grabbed a teaspoon, and dipped it into the beaker of red liquid. When she pulled it out, half of the spoon was filled, and the plastic of the spoon was wearing away quickly because of the chemical it contained. The red liquid ended up on top of the powder, which immediately began sizzling, and bubbling over the top of the glass.

"Mr. Bryan, we've got it!" She yelled to the front of the room.

I backed away from the edge of the table, where pinkish, foamy liquid was overflowing.

She giggled. "Nick, it's completely harmless."

I relaxed noticeably.

Mr. Bryan appeared next to her, and she pointed at the experiment, explaining what we'd done. Mr. Bryan congratulated us, telling us that we could clean up the mess, and read in our textbooks.

Yup, sounded like fun.

Chemistry was the last period of the day, so, after class was over, I was free to go home.

I gathered my homework out of my locker, stuffing the sheets in my backpack, and zipping up the top.

I walked out the door of the school building, stepping into the crisp air of Los Angeles. I inhaled deeply, and breathed in the scent of the ocean, across the road.

Alas, the end of another day.

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