A/N well I'm continuing this story and I'm glad people are reading even if they AREN'T reviewing. But I shall let those of you reading to keep reading. Enjoy…

Disclaimer: Melkam belongs to my friend, Ke'ilah belongs to my friend, Morgan, Megan, and Jade belong to me, but the boys from Big Time Rush don't belong to me. Also the plot is mine.

Chapter 2

(Okay I can do this)

*Morgan's POV*

The first week of school is over and I stalled my having to ask James out for as long as possible. It was the Tuesday of the second week and the school work was really beginning. I already had an essay due in Language Arts about my name. It seems pretty simple but it's not. We were studying probability in math and I was fine with that. Math and science are my strong points.

All of my friends knew about me having to ask James out but I haven't yet. I'm going to try to see if I can get him to ask me out. I actually had 5th and 7th period with him but I tried to keep my distance just because I had no idea how to act around him.

In chorus Ke'ilah actually pushed me right into him. ON PURPOSE! I bumped into him but he held my hand and kept me from falling backwards. I blushed really hard and my cheeks felt they were on fire. He gave me a smile and then let go of me and stepped back quickly.

"S-s-sorry for bumping into you like that. I tripped over my laces." I say lamely. He looks down at my shoes and I did too. I'm wearing slip ons. How'd I miss that? He smirked as he looked back up.

"Sure okay." He says. I mentally slap myself. "Well lucky for you I was here to keep you from falling over your laces." He says.

"Yeah thanks." I say and then I walk back to my seat thinking about how retarded that was. I stared daggers at Ke'ilah for putting me through that.

"He likes you. You have to ask him before next Friday. The dance is then and if you don't then I'm telling him about the crush you've had on him since 5th grade." She threatens. Yeah I have kind of crushed on him for a while but I mean who wouldn't? I try to you know, act like I don't and I'm getting way better at it…I hope.

"N-n-no I haven't. And you wouldn't dare!" I say.

"You wanna bet?" she asks with her hands on her hips. She's serious.

"Ugh! Fine! I'll ask him soon." I say. "I really embarrassed myself." I say.

"I know you did." She says patting me on the back. "I know you did."

"Stand up for warm-ups." Mrs. Nelson says. We all get out of our seats for our vocal warm-ups. The beginning of the day is officially beginning.

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"So when are you going to ask him out?" Carlos asks me as soon as I get near the table.

"Can I please sit down before I get pelted with questions?" I ask. "And soon. As soon as what happened earlier passes over and I get my confidence back" I say setting my stuff down. Melkam walks into the class room with the board with our info on it. Jade, Megan, and I worked on the press conference about athlete's foot. Carlos was supposed to have a song or poem for us to do. Everyone sat down at the table.

"You finish the song?" Melkam asks Carlos. He reaches into his folder and his smile goes away. He starts looking all around for his paper.

"Don't tell me you lost it." she says.

"I didn't lose it." he says.

"Good." Jade says.

"I left it at home." He says with an apologetic smile.

"COME ON!" all of us say.

"I can try to whip up a quick poem." I say.

"Well get to writing!" Melkam says. I pull out a piece of paper and start writing down a make do poem. Everyone else was presenting and our number hadn't been called yet. I practiced in my head a couple of times.

"Number 5." Mrs. Nellie says. We get up to the front.

Carlos and Melkam hold up our board. Jade and I sit down and start acting like we are actually in a press conference asking Megan the questions. I ask the questions and Jade pretends to write them down. We covered all the basics and now it was just time for the creative part, or my lame poem. I stood up and read my poem using some acting skills.

Athlete's foot, this is my o to thee

You come about when we don't wash

You stink so much o my gosh

In the hands, feet, nails, and mouth

Even down there if you touch down south

Tinea pedis is your scientific name

Getting athlete's foot is no game

Let's stay away fro you by wearing clean socks

Don't go barefoot at the docks

Red, burning, peeling, and such

The sight of you is just too much

Athlete's foot, this is my o to thee

Athlete's foot, please stay away from me

We finished and people actually clapped. We sat down at the table.

"Looks like Ke'ilahs rubbing off on you." Melkam whispers.

"Nah, I don't think so." I say with a smile. The last group presents and the class ends. I pick up my folder and head to social studies.

I sit down at a desk near the Activboard. The class begins and the teacher starts talking. I open my snack and eat my Doritos while she talks.

After a while I zone out and start staring at the clock above her head. It seemed to move slower the longer I looked at it. Instead I start picturing a TV show going on in my head. Chowder is my choice. That tubby purple bunny, bear, raccoon thing is hilarious.

I get pushed out of my day dream.

"You zoned out for the whole class." Ke'ilah tells me. I look back at the clock. Oh time to go.

"My bad." I say as I gather up my stuff. Ke'ilah and I walk to our next classes. I get to math and I sit next to Logan who is sitting as close to the front as possible.

"Sup Logie." I say sitting next to him.

"Hey Morgan." He says. "I saw what happened earlier. You really screwed up." he says.

"I know." I whine while letting my head fall on the table. "I'm not going to be able to do this." I say.

"Yes you can. Just let the conversation flow and then slip it in somewhere. Mention it and I'm almost positive he'll ask you to the dance." He says.

"You think so?" I ask sitting up.

"Yes." he tells me.

"Okay I'll try again." I say with a sigh. I grab my binder and pull out my warm-up sheet and start working on the work on the board. Logan had finished way before me. Ms. A calls up people to answer the problems. When they finish we get a work sheet to work on independently. The sheet took up the whole class period and I thankfully didn't have to talk any. I hate being put on the spot.

"See you guys tomorrow." she says. everyone jumps out of their seat so they can go to the next class. I slowly get up to go to 5th period.

"Talk to him at lunch. Mrs. Raheem might bite your head off if you talk in class." Logan says as he walks out. I laugh nervously and then leave. I stand outside the doorway in line with my binders in my hands.

"Go on straight to the library." Mrs. Raheem says. The class walked in a line to the library and we all sat down at a table. James just coincidently sat at the same table as me. I immediately started feeling self conscience. We both smiled nervously to each other and I put my book up over my face. I start trying to read the words on the paper but I wasn't really concentrating. I piece of paper gets thrown over my book. I put my book down trying to see who threw it.

James was smiling while he was reading his book. Real subtle Diamond, real subtle. I open up the paper.

Hi

I smile and write back.

Hi

I put. I throw it back to him. He looks over his book at me and then opens the note. He starts scribbling on the paper again.

What are you reading?

A book

He rolled his eyes and wrote again.

I know that! What kind of book?

A book about vampires

Like Twilight?

We kept writing on the paper and tossing it back and forth.

Hell no. I hate Twilight. What kind of vampire freaking sparkles in the light? I mean really?

He smirks and then writes back.

First girl I've ever met who hasn't fallen in love with that book

Is that a good thing?

To me yeah

I start smiling.

Well thanks for the compliment

You are welcome…do you have a date to the fall dance next week?

I was pretty stunned. Wasn't expecting that…

No not yet why?

No reason. Are you going to the dance though?

Idk yet. if I get a date then I definitely will. If not I'll still probably go but just so I can get free snackage to sneak home. Again why do you ask?

He laughs when he gets my answer. The librarian shoots daggers at us. I could have sworn she was about to throw a book at us.

Well I was wondering if you'd like to go to the dance with me? But I'd understand if you didn't

I bite my pencil before answering. I sigh and answer.

James, I would love to go to the dance with you

I throw it at his book. His eyes widen and his jaw drops.

Really? You're not just joking are you?

No I'm not kidding. We should talk about this at lunch. The lunch lady looks like she wants to throw a book at us.

We both look to the librarian. Her eyes were narrowed.

You noticed that too? I thought I was seeing things; I'll stop writing now before it stops just being a look…

I giggle and put the note away. We both go back to reading with smiles on our faces. Now I definitely can't go back to reading. Ugh stupid teenage distractions…

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Today we were having what was supposed to be nachos but it looked like shit and yellow milk on chips. I skipped that but just got two cookies and a chocolate milk. I sat down at the table I front of James who already had his food. I put down my cookies and milk. Hehe I sound like a preschooler.

"Hey there." James says once I sit.

"Hi." I reply. I open up my bag containing the warm chewy M&M cookies. I break off a piece of my cookie. "Wanna piece?" I ask him.

"Sure." He replies. I drop a piece in his hand and he puts it down on his tray.

"So about the dance. You seemed pretty shocked that I said yes." I say with a smirk.

"Yeah, well that's because was afraid you were gonna say no." he says.

"Seriously? I was shocked when you even ask me." I say.

"Well I guess both of us were nervous about that." he says. "So I'm taking that as a definitely yes for the dance?" he says with a smile. He really does have a nice smile.

"Yes, it's a super yes." I say smiling back. We go into a little awkward silence. I have no idea what to talk about now. I look at his tray.

"Have you ever wondered what they really put in that food? I mean those nachos look like crap and yellow milk on chips." I say. He drops the chip he was about to eat.

"I'm suddenly not hungry anymore." he says pushing his tray away laughing. I laugh too.

"Well then I guess you don't want that cookie piece anymore." I say. I reach over to take my cookie, but he grabs my hand before it get to the plate. It felt like an electrical shock went through me and I didn't know what to do with my hands. He was pretty strong for a pretty boy.

I suddenly felt sympathy for Ricky Bobby. I know what he felt like now. He let go of my hand, both of us pulled our hands back, and then blushed. We both just sat there nibbling on our cookies. Talk about awkward. The room sounded like a wave of voices coming and going. Truthfully I was getting a headache. The rest of lunch we didn't talk. The contact freaked both of us out I'm guessing.

Mrs. Raheem finally told us we could throw away our food and leave. Our class was the last one there. I jump up and run to Spanish class.

I get to the room and sit next to Melkam and Ke'ilah. I had a huge smile on my face and I faced them. They looked at me confused. I was about to burst out screaming.

"What happened?" Melkam asks. I take three deep breaths. It feels like there are a million ways and no ways to explain how I'm feeling.

"Dance…James…I…yes…going…am…to…the." I spill out still smiling. They still looked confused but then after a few seconds both of them get it.

"You're going to the dance with James!" they exclaim. We all start jumping up and down until Señora Osollo tells us to sit down.

"I knew he liked you! I told you didn't I. But NO, no one listens to me." Ke'ilah says while pushing my shoulder.

"How'd he ask you out?" Melkam says.

"We were passing notes or crumpled paper in the library." I say. I pull out the balled paper. "This is classified info. You have to swear on your life that you won't mention this to anyone. No matter how much you want to." I say clutching the letter to my chest. They both put their hand over their hearts.

"We swear." They said. I give them the paper and they snatch it away. They scan over it together.

"Well looks like someone really likes you." Melkam says.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"He really likes you otherwise he wouldn't have avoided the question at first and then said I'd understand if you don't want to." Ke'ilah says.

"In other words he would have felt hurt if you had said no." Melkam adds in.

"And then he was asking if you were joking." Ke'ilah says again.

"Which means that he didn't think you'd actually accept his asking. What did he do when you wrote yes?" Melkam asks.

"Uh, he looked shocked." I said.

"Ahh so he thinks you're really pretty." Ke'ilah says.

"You guys are kind of seeing each other in the same light. You each think that you're just normal and the other person is like gorgeous." Melkam says. They completely turned my brain to mush then.

"What?" I ask.

"He likes you like you like him long story short." Ke'ilah says.

"…okay?" I say, but it sounds like a question. They both give each other exasperated looks.

"You're just unteachable in the art of the male species." Melkam says.

"It's not my fault! I haven't even had a boyfriend yet! let alone gone on a date!" I exclaim.

"We shall teach you what we know young grasshopper." Ke'ilah says while patting the top of my head. I grumble in response. I have some insane friends. They both giggle and then start whispering to each other. I face palm. Why did I tell them about this?

A/N I'm so sorry for this chapter being so short. I just needed to end it somewhere so I can start the next chapter. That one will be longer I swear and I will try to fit Kendall in somewhere. If you notice he randomly appears in a class and I hadn't mentioned it earlier, don't be surprised. Well reviews are greatly appreciated! So you know the deal.

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