Hey, Everyone I'm new to this so be gentle! I am Irish so my knowledge of the americas will be vague and from what brief knowledge I have accumulated from reading. :)

Chapter 1

The slamming of the metal locker stirred me from the slumber I found myself drifting into, but who could blame me it was 8 in the morning and I was not a morning person. What genius came up with the idea of school this early because I can tell you, I don't function properly until at least eleven, especially with double algebra. Seriously! double algebra on a Tuesday morning, see I have this theory about Tuesdays, there a million times worse than Mondays as on Sunday your kind of prepared for Monday but Tuesday is just a shock to the system. Maybe I'm just weird like that! God, the shite that goes through my head, see early mornings equals non-functioning Kim.

And you're probably wondering how the slamming woke me up because I am in high school after-all hardly a peaceful quiet place with bustling teenagers giggling and talking, lockers opening and closing well I fell head first against my own locker and managed to make the already dodgy door more uneasy to open than before! I soon discovered this when I tried to open to get the dreaded algebra while rubbing my swelling and probably bruising forehead. After one final tug and grunt it opened, and surprise surprise my algebra book was in my bag all along!

"Fan-fucking-tastic" I mumbled to myself as I slammed the locker shut!

"Bad morning? Kimmy-cakes?" was all my best friend Casey said with an arched eyebrow as she leant with her back against her own locker next to mine.

With a shocked expression, I put my hand on my heart, "Whatever gave you that idea?", and then proceeded to glare at her.

Rolling her slightly Hazel eyes, "Ok I get it! Ms Sarcastic Kim Conweller in the morning, ladies and gentlemen!", brushing her bangs to the side with a flick of her wrist she linked arms with me and pulled me down the hall for homeroom. Casey Webb has been my best friend since freshmen year, we just were so alike yet so different and we respected that, we just clicked.

So for the last three years we have been allies in the war against teen angst and peer pressure! As we headed towards homeroom we had the most outstanding privilege to pass by the senior lockers but one senior in particular, Jared Thail. Now I hate that I am a victim of an obscene teen crush and I detest that my view of this boy is almost adoration as I can't stand those girls who need a boyfriend all the time or lose everything over a guy! But this boy is just...

I don't know why or exactly when but something about him just appeals to me in every way.

It could be his deep chocolate eyes always filled with happiness or his lush black hair or the way he is always laughing or having a good time that appeals to the stupid teenage girl I am. He is easy going and that appeals to my over analysing logical brain. It has been going on for years but I never had the guts to approach him and even if I did what would I say and I could not stand the rejection so I viewed from afar in great denial that this fascination would pass.

At that moment he averted his eyes from laughing at Paul's story and looked in my direction, I immediately dropped my eyes and blushed (lucky for me, my russet skin hid it well), just as he began walking in our direction with a huge smile. A small beacon of hope began to rise in me, that he might take me in his strong arms, he came closer as I looked from beneath my lashes, and look deeply in to my eyes as he slowly lowered is lips to mine.., just two steps closer.

And I looked up just as he walked past and hugged Reagan Willows. Ouch! That hurt! In the few seconds in which that reaction took place, the bell had rung for Homeroom to begin so I bottled my fantasies for my journal later and plonked into a seat in homeroom with a sigh.

"Uh Oh! I know that sigh it's 'The Jared Sigh'." Casey muttered, she leant over the desk to me and whispered, "Anything Dirty?" with a wicked glint in her eye. I just gave her a are you serious look. She shrugged her shoulders and said "I'm sure those fantasies in your head get pretty naughty," I was so used to her antics by now that I just rolled my eyes.

I'm very passionate about jared and Kim so let me know what you think! :)