Disclaimer: I do not own Jackson Rathbone. If I did, I'd be a very happy girl. I also do not own Interlochen Arts Academy, but I do own all of my quirky characters.


The rest of the day passed without much incident. Lunch was was chaotic as usual, and the rest of my classes where as boring as the pig's class. I spotted Sweetcheeks a couple times in between classes, he smiled at me each time our eyes met. After final bell rang my friend, Will catches me looking around for someone.

"Okay girl, tell me who he is right now. And is he cute?" I roll my eyes and say, "Very. And hes off limits to you." Will pouts.

"Fine. Now who IS he?"

I bite my lip and give the hallway one last once over.

"Not here, lets go." I grab his arm and drag him off toward our dorm. Will's family had to pull some major strings with the school system to allow us to be roommates It was a little easier for us to get the OK since he's gay. As if you couldn't tell already.

"So...what's his name?" He teases. "Good question."

Will stopped abruptly, causing me to trip. "

You didn't ask for his name and number? My god Drea! I have taught you EVERYTHING you need to know about this kind of thing! You always ask his name first, and number when the convo dies." I roll my eyes.

"Girl, stop that. One day they are going to roll right outta your head." I laugh at his lame joke and we continue on our way.

"Give me ALL the details!" Will says as he flops onto my bed.

"Hey now! How many times have I told you not to do that? And it was just a normal conversation. Nothing special." he looks pointedly at me.

"At all." I added for emphasis.

"He raises his perfectly manicured eyebrows and says nothing. All of a sudden we hear music blasting from the dorm room next to us. Will jumps and falls off my bed.

"Holy hell. What time is it?" He looks at his watch, designer of course, and tells me.

"One thirty AM." he says grumpily.

I jump off my bed and storm out into the hallway. I stalk up to the door where the loud music is coming from, and start banging and yelling loudly.

"Hey man! C'mon! People are trying to sleep!" suddenly as it started the music stopped. The door opens, and standing there is Sweetcheeks himself.

" Hey, I'm sorry. Didn't realize it would be that loud." he scratches his head.

"My roommate thought it would be funny to turn the volume up all the way so that the next time I turn the stereo on, it would blast out everything." he chuckles. And I cant help but to laugh also. Dang cuteness.

"He also conveniently hid the remote, so I finally had to unplug the damn thing." I laugh again.

"Plus its a little late to be rocking out to Mick Jagger." I add. He looks pleasantly surprised.

"You listen to The Stones?" I smile.

"Doesn't everyone?" I ask. Am I flirting? I don't know how I can even think, or breathe with those eyes looking at me.

"No" he says matter of factly. Thank you dad for letting me paw though your records..

" I'm sorry for not introducing myself earlier-" he sticks out his hand,

"My name is Jackson." and gives a shy smile.

I shake his hand, "Nice to meet you Jackson, I'm Drea." he smiles wider.

"Nice to meet you too."

I don't know how long we stood outside in the hallway just, talking. I have never had a conversation with a guy before that didn't involve any dirty jokes or comments on their part. It was freaking awesome.

"Spill girl, spill!" Will excitedly shrieked.

" I got his number." I smile mischievously and hold out my arm. On it is Jackson's number written in his slightly messy handwriting.

He squeals.

"Good job girl!" I hear a quiet knock on the door.

"Go away!" I yell and flop onto my bed. Will lets out an exasperated sigh.

"Ignore the she-devil. I'm coming!" I hear a door open.

Aw crap. Jackson is at the door, I can practically hear Wills thoughts about him. I half roll, half fall off my bed and run to where they are standing.

"Please ignore the pansy." I say. I shoo away Will and turn towards Jackson.

He smiles and holds up a vinyl." Thought you might like this." I smile and take it.

"Aw man, I've been searching for this album forever! No music store has it!" I look at the copy of Goats Head Soup by The Rolling Stones.

"Thought you might, you can keep it. My roommate also has a copy and hasn't even taken it out of the plastic."

Randomly I see though the open door a gaggle of guys run past in the hallway , howling, wolf whistling, and making a bunch of other noises that I'd rather not mention. One of them spots Jackson and calls him over.

"Be right back." he says with a smile. Hehehehe.. damn that crooked smile. It reduces me to a puddle of goo. I quickly take the vinyl and put it with my others, ill organize it later.. or not. I jog/speed walk back to the door, tying to make it seem that I never left. I look around my dorm room. Wow, this place is a freaking dump. Well at least my side is. Since Will is freaking OCD to the max, his side is spotless. I could take a pencil from his desk and he'd notice. Jackson re-enters the room.

" What are they all excited about?" I ask, no doubt with a look of pure confusion.

"Apparently there's a new female student. And from their yipping and and yowling I can make a pretty good guess that shes pretty." he shakes his head sadly.

"Well, I'm going to try to keep them under control before the new girl gets scared off."

I chuckle and he leaves. Mmft...sexy back muscles. I walk further into my pigsty. I wonder if he has abs.. I moisten my lips at the thought. I am retched out of my fantasy as I hear a high pitched voice coming from the doorway.

" Hello? Anybody here? Helloooo!" What the hell? I peek around the corner. Good god. It looks like Elle Woods wandered out of her movie and into my cave.

" Oh hi!" it squeaks.

Damn..it spotted me.


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