AN: Okay, first I'd like to apoligize for posting this terrible piece of work. I'm sorry. I had a few Tastykakes (which unless you live in PA, you'll have no idea what they are) and I was watching Gossip Girl, and this... is the outcome. Later Dudes.

Dan dropped his cell phone in his back pocket and felt a pounding pressure ring through his ears. He sighed and grabbed the Advil sitting on the counter and took the recommended dose. As Rachel... or "Miss Iowa" as Gossip Girl so kindly put her... walked into the classroom he held back a grin. Pulling out the note she'd written him, he realized Gossip Girl was right. He was smitten.
Dan,
We're going to have to be a little more subtle about this. Ever since your father barged in to me lighting candles... it's been a mess. Meet me at Central Park by the bench where we met yesterday... don't come after school, it'll be too... obvious. And Dan... I love you.
R
He crumpled up the note and looked up at her. She was writing something on the board, and as she turned around their eyes locked for a second. He shuddered. He was in too deep. And the whole "forbidden love" thing seemed to be a theme among his relationships lately. As everyone left the class, he stopped.
"Rachel." He mumbled. She looked up at him with her big innocent eyes and he crushed her to his chest. He buried his nose into her soft hair and it smelt like raspberries. He hated rasberries.
"Dan, oh, this is so bad." Rachel said as he leaned down and kissed her pink lips. She stepped away from him and he sighed.
"Rachel, I have to get to class."
"See! That's the problem. You have to get to class. Why should my... what are you? A boyfriend? A... lover? Well, whatever you are, you shouldn't be going to class. You should be out of high school. Why are you in high school? You're too young, Dan!" She burst out, pushing her hands against his chest.
"God," He sighed and ran his hands through his cropped hair. "I'm... going." He left a tearful Miss Iowa behind.
One hour later as students poured out of the school, Dan hung back and snuck back into the building. He stopped at her room. He planned to apoligize for before. Suddenly a noise rang through his ears. "Ooh! Oh my..." Someone moaned. He swore it sounded like Rachel. He ran back into the classroom and stopped at what he saw. It was Rachel, laying on her desk with a boy on top of her. He felt something sting, and suddenly he was crying. He never was one to hid his emotions, anyway.
"Dan? Dan? Ohmygod! Stop, Dan!"
And suddenly he was on the edge of a window, and he was jumping.
He never was one to hide his emotions, anyway.