My parents are in a loveless marriage. I'm pretty sure they are only together because I cried when they told me they were gonna split.

My name is Rachel McKenzie and I lived most of my life, not alone...just on my own.

Ever since I was little, I loved music. My family and I would sing songs in the car and my mom's cleaning voice would ring throughout our house.

And then they had their first fight...and then their second..and third...and fourth and suddenly the music stopped and it got really quiet in my house.

So I attempted to fill the silence with other music. And I suddenly was able to fill an 80 gb mp3. Music was the most important thing in my life. OK. So I won't be melodramatic and say that it's the only thing that keeps me going and I basically live for it because well it's my life. It's not. It's just when all the fights were happening and I was on the brink of going insane, music was there. It made the echoes of their anger go away. So why wouldn't it be the most important thing?

Yes. I am the kid in the back of the classroom who doodles and never says a word. And I only have one friend. Her name is Fanny Fulbright.

And she is currently in a relationship and happy in "love" with this guy. Hoagie Gilligan, president of the...tech team. He's nice and all, but love? Come on! We're only 15. I'm not even sure love exists. But I'm not gonna get into a fight with her so I just nod and smile whenever she talks about their "love."

I know. I'm a pessimist. Blame it on my parents...or you could put the blame on me because I am my own person and all that jazz. Whatever.

So love? It's really not for me. That is until I dropped my books on the floor of my school hallway my sophomore year of high school.

"Here's your book," The bald headed boy smiled his pearly whites at me as he extended his arm to hand me my Biology book.

I smiled back, "Thanks. You didn't have to help me, you know."

He nodded, "I guess not. But this stuff always happens in movies. I just felt obligated as a movie fan to fulfill what would be expected of the main character when someone drops their books."

I chuckled, "So what happens next?"

"Well the main character," he points to himself, "me, walks the girl," he then pointed to me, "you, to her next class."

"Really? What movie are you referencing?"

"Oh, you know, every classic teenage romance," He said nonchalantly.

"Oh well now I have to do it," I said, "I can't let John Hughes down."

"No you cannot."

We then began to walk to class.

"So during this walk," the boy began, "I have to learn your name."

"Have to?"

"Well how else am I supposed to talk to you if I don't know your name?"

"We're doing it right now," I smirked.

"True. But how would I gossip with my friends about you if I don't know your name?"

"Ahh right. Gossip. Fine. Rachel McKenzie. And you?"

"Nigel Uno. And I don't own Uno's pizza."

"I never was a fan of that place. Way too slow."

"Oh, alright then."

I then stopped in front of my classroom. He followed that same suit.

I gave him a wave, "Thanks again. Bye."

"No problem. I'll see ya later, Rachel."

He then walked away.

I'm not gonna lie. He was the most charming guy I have ever met.

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Disclaimer: Nothing is mine

So, I'm actually gonna try to do this two fics at once thing. Lets see how that works out. But I hope you know that I'm gonna enjoy writing this fic a lot because I love 1/362. But don't worry, IATPIL will not be abandoned.