Author's note: Hey lovely people reading this! This is my first heartfelt JXK fanfic. Hope you guys enjoy it. And please review and feel free to even point out my mistakes. I mean that's the whole point of reviewing right? Happy reading!

Disclaimer: I don't own twilight and you know it. So lets cut this sh*t and move on to the story.

Sometimes you'd find yourself in a moment where you KNOW something good is going to happen. Like you take different route while walking just because you felt like it and bumping into an old friend.

Sometimes you could have lost your precious sleep the before night, your eyes would so alert that it would hurt from being so energized. And you would be freaking happy no matter how much fucked up your life is at the present moment.

I know the feeling.

I am fucking happy today and don't know why.

I lost one good night sleep,and I am, much to my own surprise, not feeling grumpy. I was in such a hurry that I complained that everyone and everything was super-slow today and was constantly complaining I was going to be late to school, though I have good two hours to reach it. But I had no idea what I am hurrying myself, I just gotta hurry. Period.

My sudden outburst of energy made my mom both curious and worried. Worried as in is-she-on-drugs-or-was-something-wrong-with-the-dinner-I-cooked-last-night worried.

I know it won't be too long before she realized I am too much of a health freak to stoop to drugs. I know,for sure, there are already many diseases that could, out of the blue, take away a person's life without any memo. I am determined to not to extrapolate the list with my own habits. Its like poking you own eye. Pst, and don't get any ideas that I google about such diseases, in my free time and sincerely hope that I don't have them right now in my blood stream. That would be pathetic, but completely rational though.

By the time my mom drove me to my school, I had a feeling that I was starting to tick her off. And I didn't miss the oh-so-relieved smile when she dropped me off at school,possibly pitying my best friends, Anna and Lizzy, whose gonna have to put up with the oh-so-happy Kim.

Let me tell you about that Kim. She's like the cheerful puppy, with waging tail, sitting inside the car and looking out the closed windshield and once the door is opened, ready to run, all over the place and bounce over the first, known, person in sight and lick all over their face until she's contented.

She could put the energy of a child hopped up on sugar to shame.

She can exaggerate a little too.

Sometimes she rants. But that's beside the point.

I am anything but ashamed. I can be annoyingly cheerful when I want to. Even if I didn't particularly have any reason. Yep, I am one step away from turning lunatic. And I don't give a fuck.

With all these thoughts rounding around my head I made a beeline towards my locker and took out my English books and stepped early into the class. I just didn't want my friends to over-analysis my happiness and give the we-are-concerned-about-you-Kim look. I could deal with that later.

Let me fill you in with details of why my dear close friends have to be even concerned in the first place. Yep, I think I left out one tiny detail of my life.

I'm obsessed.

Overly.

*whispers*With a guy.

Its a little out of my character. I know that I, the oh-so-rational-Kim-who-would-be-cautious-towards-almost-non-existent-deadly-diseases, to go all stalker-ish towards a guy. But he's not just a guy. He's THE guy. May be one day hopefully he'll be MY guy.I'm going off-track here. My friends are concerned because just not so long back, actually it was the past three days, I have been so damn worried that Jared didn't show up to school. I may or may not have told that to my friends. But now I'm all happy and cheerful, for no fucking reason. Thus the concerning from my dear friends. To be honest I am starting to freak myself out a little too.

Class was going to start soon as the bell just so rudely rang disturbing my inner monologue. I mean I am not ready to manage English without Jared, again *sighs*. Someone opened the door just before the class started and I didn't even look up because I was now preparing myself for the before said trauma.

May be I'll finally take notes in English today. Hey, that's a first in 2 years.

And to my surprise, the chair beside me jolted.

I knew who was the usually occupant of the chair was. Actually I only knew it wasn't Jared and I have no idea who occupied that chair. A boy, maybe. Or a girl. I don't know. But I do know that whoever it was, it was the person who sat right behind Jared.

But the thin rays of light from the window. was blocked out by that towering figure.

That's it.

I have not only been presented with an hour of Jared-less English class, but with a towering figure who interrupted me of taking notes, the only possible distraction from this torturing 3600 seconds. I can't take that. Its just not fair. Forget that. Its fucking irritating actually.

So I turned towards my-meat-wall to ask him, to move his fucking ass out of the way of the fucking light from the window, politely. He was looking down at the English book like it was the least thing important in this whole world. Like a Casper ghost could come right out of the book and he couldn't care less.

But it took a little scrutiny from my side to realize who that actually was.

It was Jared.

I immediately wanted to apologize to him for having such stupid and totally rude thoughts aimed, unintentionally, towards him.

Okay, that would be stupid.

I imagined his reaction if I said to him "hey Jared! I am sorry I may have called you a meat wall and was pissed off at you for playing screen to the window"

Boy, he would be surprised.

I slightly chuckled at my own thought. I knew for sure noone would have heard that. But his head shot up as if on cue.

His eyes caught mine and I felt like the whole thing, that troubled me or scared or didn't make me happy, evaporate out of me. I felt my inner self cool. You know, the type of sensation you get when the nail polish remover evaporates out of your palm. Imagine the whole bottle of remover evaporating right out of your heart. Like that one.

He smiled like I was the most important thing he would ever care for, just the contrary to his previous I'm-Jared-I'm-too-cool-to-take-notes-in-English-cl ass look.

I smiled back convincing myself that it would only be polite of me to return his gesture, but I didn't put any intense emotion in my smile, against his own.

I then turned happily towards English class fully aware of Jared's eyes on me. He stopped looking at me and quickly scribbled something on a piece of paper and turned back. Yep I have an excellent peripheral vision. Then a warm hand swiftly traced over mine leaving something behind.

Jared passed me a note?

"Hey, I'm Jared :)" I smiled slightly at use of the smiley and wrote "I know" before passing it to him, well not as gracefully as he did.

Hi again! I like to say "I'm-Jared-I'm-too-cool-to-take-notes-in-English-c lass look" rather than "his uninterested look" 'cuz that's the way i like to roll. Kinda like my signature way of writing. If it's annoying, then sorry can't be helped. XD

Please review and bring more sunshine into my life. Well I guess the Kim-mode in me still lingers XD

See you in next chapter, hopefully soon.