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A/n: Hi guys I'm back! I've been dying to update but there's been so much to do since its still the holidays and I have to use this time to complete a project for school which is sooo irritating. Plus my mom's making me study for exams and I have extra classes which are all taking up my time so I'm VERY happy I have some spare time to update now.

In case you're wondering, this story takes place ten years after the movie (which makes Jamie a teenager but he's not gonna be in this story although I think he is a very adorable boy) Thank you all for the reviews(they're so cute!), the follows and the favorite. I'm so happy you all like it, though I don't think I'm that great at writing this. I'm going to make this chapter longer so you can meet Jack XD.

Thanks again and enjoy the story! And please remember to review

Chapter 2

I walked down the corridor with a small spring in my step while humming a soft tune, which was weird considering I was never that happy in school. My best friend (bf/n) was walking behind me, trying to catch up. '(f/n)!' I stopped in front of my locker, (bf/n) almost bumping into me. 'Are you THAT excited it's the holidays?' she said, opening her locker next to mine and pulling out a very long chinese folding fan. I shoved some papers into my bag and slammed the locker door shut. 'Of course I am. I totally need a break from this place. Don't you?' I looked at (bf/n) while she opened the fan and started fanning herself, her short light brown hair flying up and down. She looked over at the group of girls across the corridor, all wearing designer clothes and gossiping about the latest Teen Vogue cover star. The leader of the group, Lauren, who was also the most popular, prettiest and snobbiest girl in the whole school, lifted her head up and gave us one of her signature mean you're-not-worth-my-time-why-am-I-even-looking-at- you looks.

(bf/n) sighed and turned to look at me. 'Yeah, I guess I do need a break.' (bf/n) was once one of the popular ones, until her dad's business failed and he couldn't provide that much pocket money for her to buy new clothes and other expensive popular girl must-haves. She got kicked out of the group and I met her in my freshman English class. We've been best friends till now since we're both considered social outcasts and we understand each other.

I gave her a smile and turned to walk out the front door when I was met with a grey woolly sweater. I looked up and saw Cameron, the school quarterback looking at me. 'Hey, (f/n)' he grinned. Cameron and me had been friends since kindergarten. He lived in the neighbourhood opposite mine, and we'd play at my house with his elder sister babysitting us, not that she took it real seriously. She would lounge on the couch chatting away on the phone while we ran around the house. As time passed, Jasmine moved away to college, and Cameron and I grew up. We'd still keep in touch, but we never hung out together anymore. When high school came, Cameron became the most popular guy there. He got his braces off, entered the football team, and even got a girlfriend. And guess who the most popular guy would pick as his girlfriend? The most popular girl, of course. In other words, Lauren.

Now the only way we communicate is through smiles in the corridor or small talks in classes. I'm grateful he still remembers me, but he's never had a real conversation with me since the last day of middle school. Now we're juniors, and this was the first time he talked to me one-on-one in school.

I looked around for Lauren. Cameron laughed. 'She left, (f/n)' I looked back at him. 'Oh, um…hi' I said awkwardly.

He smiled and leaned on my locker. 'Are you free tomorrow?' My eyes widened. 'You have a girlfriend, Cameron' I eyed him suspiciously. He chuckled and ran a hand through his golden-brown locks.

'I was wondering whether you'd like to go for a movie tomorrow. Lauren is going to the Bahamas for the holidays, so she won't know, hopefully. I just want to finally spend some time together, you know, to catch up on old times. As friends.'

I frowned at him. 'After all this time? You know if I get caught by Lauren I may never live to see another day.' Cameron sighed. '(f/n), Lauren has been bugging me to stay away from everyone except for her. You know she's demanding, right? Well, now that I don't have her breathing down my back this holidays, why can't I spend time with my friends?' I blinked. He just looked at me. 'I've never had the time to hang out with you for a long time. Come on,(f/n). Just as friends.'

I stared at him. It was true, I did miss him a lot. 'Alright, tomorrow at seven?' Cameron grinned. 'Great. I'll pick you up.' He turned and walked away, turning at the door to wave at me.

'Soooooo, he finally talks to you, eh?' I jumped, completely forgetting (bf/n) was there. 'Yeah' I whispered, leading us out the front door. (bf/n)'s car was waiting there already. She gave me a big hug. 'Take care, and tell me everything.' I smiled and released her. 'Have a good time at Hawaii!' I shouted after her. I watched her car speed away before walking home, still dazed by what just happened. It was all just so weird.

I got home and dumped my bag in a corner of my room. 'Freedom!' I shouted into the empty house, Diablo dancing around my legs. I grabbed my DSLR camera and went out into the snow, not bothering to change clothes. The first thing I wanted to get done was add a few winter scenes to my photo album, and this afternoon was just perfect. There was fresh snow on the ground, and everywhere looked like it had been sprinkled with white icing. I reached the park and sat on the big metal bar swing under the toughest branch of an old oak tree. There were a few kids having a snowball fight in the middle of the park. 'Perfect' I whispered. I focused my camera on this beautiful, innocent scene and was just about to take the picture when a huge mound of icy snow plopped onto my head.

I was so shocked that I stayed in that position for a few moments until I remembered my camera. Quickly brushing the snow off of it, I placed it into my small bag. How did the snow fall on me? I wasn't even swinging. I looked up and almost had another heart attack, the crazy memory flooding my mind.

It was the teenager from last night. He was crouching on the branch that held the metal swing, smirking down at me. He looked just the same as he did last night. I was speechless. We stared at each other as a million thoughts whizzed across my mind. Anger because he almost ruined my camera, sadness because I must be crazy, confusion because I haven't had any nervous breakdowns or traumas before that should result in me having this kind of hallucination…

The boy's voice brought me back to earth. 'Stare much?' His smirk broke into a grin, his eyes shining mischievously, voice dripping with seduction. He looked so perfect… I was slipping back into my daydreaming state when I realised that I was supposed to be mad at him. I gave him a death glare and looked away. I felt the swing move a little as he jumped down to stand in front of me. 'Hey, don't be angry' he pleaded. He still had a grin on his face. I looked up to face him. 'Go away' I growled. 'Woah, calm down, tigress' the boy said, brushing my chin with his finger. I shivered. Why was he so cold? I couldn't give that any more thought as I reached up to snatch my camera bag out of his grasp. I looked over at the children who were starting to go home. Drat. There goes my innocent winter scene.

'Don't touch my things, and GO AWAY.' I stood up and put a finger on his chest, pushing him away from me. Wow, he works out, I thought. My heart started to thump faster, my mind thinking about us, just us, in a dark room… What?! (f/n), he almost spoiled your camera, and you're thinking about you and him getting together? Alone? In a dark room? Get a grip!

I looked up again. The teen was looking at me with a weird expression on his face. 'What?' I frowned, crossing my arms together. His gave me a half-smirk and walked closer to me, his eyes looking intensely into mine. 'Oh nothing special,' he said. 'Just, you and me, getting together,' he started to circle me slowly, his words full of temptation. 'Alone…' he stopped behind me. I felt his lips by my ear, his cold breath grazing my neck 'In a dark, dark room…' I gulped. He had heard the last part of my thoughts.

All I wanted to do then was dig a hole and bury myself.