I am co-writing this story with a friend of mine, just to let everyone know. I am co-writing with oXXb00kw0rmXXo. This story is in Michael's POV.

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High school. The suckiest place on earth. It was worse than the hospital and that was saying something in my case. Wake up. Get on the bus. Math class (who needs it?), History Class (who cares about dead guys!), Lunch (and I thought the hospital food was bad!" Go to locker. Dump in books (now that's real physical therapy.) And stare aimlessly at pretty girl across the hall.

My locker slammed shut and I jumped a few feet off the ground (that's gonna hurt later.) "What are you doing?" My sister asked curiously. She broke me out of my daze and I now had to remember the next class I was going to.

"I'm just thinking, Kristina," I informed her - like it was any of her business, anyways. She rolled her eyes.

"Cut the crap. Your eyes just so happened to land on the girl - my best friend, by the way - that you talk about to Jason on Facebook every night. 'Oh, Sarah Rose Taylor is so hot!' " She snorted, "Please."

"How did you find out about that?" I demanded, but denied nothing.

"I hacked your account," she said simply.

I gaped at her, "How… but…"

She smiled slyly, "A magician never reveals her secrets." I rose my eyebrow skeptically, "Never mind. I don't wanna know… wait! So, you're allowed to date my best friend, Ethan, but I can't just admire a pretty girl, who just so happens to be your best friend, from across the hall?!"

"Yeah, pretty much," Kristina said sarcastically.

"You are such a little hypocrite," I explained.

"Yeah, I know. That's why you love me," Kristina smiled sweetly, giving me a soft punch on the arm. I gave her a hug and then she nudged, "just go and talk to her. Trust me it'll be worth it."

"So she talks about me on Facebook like I talk about her to Uncle Jason!" I figured out excitedly.

"So you admit it, you do talk about her to Jason on Facebook!" Kristina laughed.

"Oh, damn it!" I swore. There was a pause of silence before I asked again, "Does she though?" There was a glint of hope in my eyes.

"Don't push it," Kristina snapped jokingly, blowing me a kiss, shutting her locker, and walking over to greet her boyfriend, Ethan Lovett, with a kiss on the lips. I shook my head and rolled my eyes at how gutsy my little sister could be sometimes. I looked away from Kristina and stared at her. She was beautiful and her dark hair flowed lovely over her shoulders. She was taking notes in a notebook and rummaging through her locker. Sarah Rose Taylor was your typical high school girl. And she was probably the only woman in Port Charles who didn't have any problems… that we knew of, yet.

I took in a deep breathe and began to walk over, when a voice overwhelmed the loudspeaker, "Michael Corinthos please come to the office for dismissal." I closed my eyes and sighed. Sarah Rose closed her locker door and turned around toward me. My heart raced, my palms grew sweaty, and my body became comatose - ooh, bad pun! She smiled at me slightly and waved, then walked off to her next class. I was going to kill who ever just ruined the perfect chance for me to make a move, or I'd have Dad or Uncle Jason kill them for me. I trudged back to my locker, packed up my stuff, and headed down to the office. As I walked down the hallways, I thought of what I would have said to her if I hadn't been called down for dismissal. Then, I walked into the office and saw Dad and Uncle Jason sitting in the waiting chairs. And I was pretty sure they weren't going to kill themselves over my displeasure of not being able to please a girl.