Ok I know these first couple of chapters are short but they will get longer I promise. I am new at this so you will just have to bear with me please.

Chapter two

As I sit here in English class I can't help but to stare at her. She is just so beautiful. She sits a few seats in front of me…right next to the rest of her cheerleader friends. I just love everything about this girl. But my favorite thing I have noticed about her is how she does this thing where she tilts her head to the side and smiles at you. Oh and let me tell you that look is something that could kill you right there. I only wish she would give me that look.

I am in too much of a daze to realize that the teacher has been talking the entire time during class. I have been too busy to notice that Mrs. Aleman just gave out a project we must do in partners. Too busy to notice that the epitome of my heart's desire is walking straight towards me. I am only snapped out of my daze as she looks at me, tilts her head, smiles and says hi. I am left speechless. Staring at her like a complete moron. I mean eyes wide, mouth open as if trying to formulate words, but I can't. I guess she notices my completely shocked and confused look because she just continues to speak, getting somewhat nervous if you ask me.

"Uh so I guess we are partners on this thing…I hope you are okay with that because if not I can ask Mrs. Aleman to rearrange the partners so that you wouldn't have to work with me and it wouldn't be uncomfortable for you…," she kind of rambles out before just ending her sentence there and all I can do is sit here and smirk at how utterly adorable the whole thing was. But I figure I should say something, anything because she starts to turn to go talk to Mrs. Aleman.

"Wait," I finally say and luckily she turns back around to me. "Sorry I was just kind of spaced out there for a second…I tend to do that a lot," especially because of you I think.

She just laughs her oh so perfect laugh and smiles at me and tells me that I am a little weird. I can't help but to blush and smile at her sheepishly.

"So uh…I wasn't paying any attention to anything that Mrs. Aleman said…so what exactly is it that we are doing?" I ask her. I am so completely nervous right now. I still can't believe out of everyone in this class I am paired with her. This isn't going to end well.

"We have to determine in our minds what the ideal "American Dream" is and find a way to represent this dream through our project. She wants it to be written and she wants us to find a way to visually represent this ideal," Spencer explains.

"Uh…okay…," that's all I can manage to say. I have no fucking clue what the ideal "American Dream" is. Shit have you seen how fucked up my life is.

"I figured if you wanted we could work on the project after school tomorrow…preferably at your house. We wouldn't be able to get anything done at mine…not with Glen and my mom around," Spencer says with a slight blush.

"Uh yeah ok that should work what time do you want to come over?" I ask. I don't understand how I have been able to remain so calm about this on the outside because internally I am literally about to die of a massive heart attack.

"Well I have practice until 4:30, so if you wanted you could wait for me and I could just ride with you over to your house after that sound ok?"

"Yeah that's perfect," I manage to get out just as the bell rings and Spencer gets up to gather her things and head to practice and all I am left with is a "See ya later Ashley," and a insanely beating heart.