[lonely and loveless is not a real website. If it is...my bad. I have no credit for that. Oh, and fanfiction won't let me use the "dotcom" thing. Greeeeat.]

The next day at school was bearable…but that was only because they had spicy fries at the caf.

I thought it best not to stand out so that people wouldn't notice me and be all like "HEY! That girl in the lime green tank is the socially awkward, reject, prude, virgin from Math class!" So I wore Gabe's Nightmare Before Christmas sweater, and regular jeans. Nothing special right?

"Hey man nice TNBC sweater!" I heard one of the stoners yell to me from across the hall.
"Dude, that's a chick."
"Oh damn…hey, it's the girl from Period B Math…"

And so I am mistaken.

I walked into English and took my seat next to the window.

"Good morning class…yeaaah. Today we're just gonna watch a documentary. Er, um…enjoy."
My extremely mono-toned teacher, Mr. Barton stood awkwardly in front of the class and attempted to start the movie. Eventually, he gave up and had to ask someone to help him. This actually made me feel quite better about myself knowing that my English teacher was probably more hopeless than I was.

As the documentary started, Mr. Barton fell fast asleep and I think you can imagine what happened next.

For those of you with no sense of imagination, here is what happens.Notes flew across the room (thankfully, none were for me), a game of basketball had started in the middle of the classroom, and two sex-crazed teens at the back were swapping spit.
I looked at the couple in disgust. How could they do something like that in such a public area?! What if the teacher woke up and saw them?! They'd be in deep shit, for sure. As the two changed positions I could clearly 'make out' who they were. Haha, I made a funny.

Kari Stormhold and Aiden French.

I laughed quietly to myself knowing that this was only Kari's 15 minutes of fame and that Aiden would move onto someone like Macy Sommers by next period.

I guess my laugh wasn't so quiet because while Kari made her way down Aiden's neck, his dark blue eyes shot towards me. My body instantly shivered in panic, and my face turned the colour of a cherry tomato.

She smiles at me, then brings coffee to the table and pours sugar in my cup. I need her here like she's a drug. Whispers that she wants me, then take over my body. From the kitchen to the bedroom…Oh fudgesicles. My cell started ringing causing everything around me to come to a stop. The note throwers stopped throwing their notes, the basketball players stopped playing, the hornballs stopped playing tonsil hockey, Mr. Barton stopped sleeping, and my heart stopped beating. All eyes were turned towards me again.

"MRS. FAIRCHILD! You know about the 'no cell phones during school hours' policy! Hand it over young missy." I walked over to Mr. Barton and gave him my phone. It's not like I needed it anyway, I hated phones. I wonder who sent me a text during English…

25 minutes later the bell rang and I made my way into the cafeteria. Thank God.

I grabbed some grub, then sat at my usual table at the far right corner and waited for Gabe and Felicity to come.

"CHARLIE! You didn't text me back! I was waiting for quite a while you know." Felicity scolded me.

"Oh hey, yeah, remind me to get my cell phone back from Mr. Barton at the end of the day. Apparently there's some no cell phone policy I never knew about!" I answered sarcastically.

"I don't appreciate your sarcasm…ANYWAY! I HAVE GREAT NEWS!"

Gabe and I listened intently to what Felicity had to say.

"I was at the library, researching for an essay but then I was like 'Hey! I already have a lot of information, why do I need any more?' So I went on Facebook, chatted a bit on MSN and then I remembered…"

"Hey baby." Taylor -Felicity's boyfriend- came over and wrapped his arms around her then kissed her.

"UGH! You ruined it Taylor! Be gone! Felicity was telling us something!" I screamed.

"Nice to see you too Charlie. Bye hun." he waved to his girlfriend goodbye.

"As I was saying…" Felicity continued. "I remembered our conversation the other night Charlie. The one where we both decided you needed a beau. So, I signed you up for lonely and loveless dot com!"

"lonely and loveless dot com? Sounds pretty harsh. Who made that up?" Gabe asked.

"Some friend of Taylor's. It's only meant for our high school." Felicity answered.

I sat there in shock. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME FIRST?! THAT MAKES ME SEEM SO DESPERATE! PEOPLE ARE GOING TO MAKE FUN OF ME, MORE THAN THEY DO NOW! I DON'T NEED A 'BEAU' ANYWAY!"

"Oh no. Lots of people use it…so say the ads." She smiled happily, convinced that she had done me a favour.

"UGH!" I screamed and started to hit my head against the table. Suddenly, the spicy fries didn't look so good.

"Hey, did you know that back in the day a 'boyfriend' would be allowed into the family room whereas a 'beau' would just be invited to the drawing room…or something like that. I read it somewhere." Gabe interrupted.

"Shut up Gabriel and eat your pudding." I mumbled.