Ok, right before I started writing this, I got a request on separating the paragraphs to make them more understandable. I will try my best to do that. Thankx for the reviews so far and I hope you enjoy chapter 2!

"Hey, I whispered. I made my way into computer class after catching my breath at the door. My empty seat between Zoey and May was most definitely calling my name. On the board was already two sentences that we had to type out. I had to admit this class was the stupidest yet easiest class of all. I mean, what teen doesn't know how to pass a section called "Typing 101"? I quickly typed the two sentences and signed back into "Coordinator Central". Of course there were already four comments.
"Do your best!" –Luke- It was odd. We never actually talked to each other in person but we always had comments for each other on here.
"Please tell me you are going after Drew. So Little Miss May will be heartbroken." – Harley- I grimaced at the thought. I don't know which is worse, receiving a comment from Harley, or even thinking about dating a preppy boy like Drew. Although, he was right; May did seem to have a little crush on Drew.
"Can you please stop thinking about him and focus on studying?" –Zoey- I groaned. I knew she was right, but still. I looked over only to see her actually typing. She was such an over achiever some times.

"Really, Dee Dee? I don't see what is so great about him anyway -_-"–Kenny- I rolled my eyes. Kenny was one of the only boys who were close enough to me to know my secrets. Even though this is just one of the ones he figured out himself. Ever since then he had been avoiding Paul. Misty and May told me they though he was jealous. But, Kenny, liking me? That is so stupid.

"Oh look, another person wasting our school's valuable equipment on stupid things," the teacher sneered. I jumped quickly and changed back to the assignment.
"I'm sorry. I am definitely paying attention now." I chirped. The teacher rolled his eyes and went back to the front of the room to teach. May gave me an empathic smile as I tried to ignore the other students who watched me curiously now. After another twenty minutes class was over. We all lined up to turn in our assignments. I went back to my computer and signed out of everything so I could leave. As I stood up I saw a black notebook sitting on a computer a few desks away. I gingerly walked over and picked it up. I saw a piece of paper fall out but I decided I would get it later.
As I flipped it opened the book I saw some really rigid, horrible handwriting and a picture. I lifted it up to the light and saw a small child with lavender hair. Just before I could move closer to the light the picture was pulled from my hands. I turned around to see Paul scowling at me.
"Sorry, I was just trying to find out who this belonged to," I stuttered. While holding up the black notebook in the air. He eyed me over before walking to the wall and turning on the light. "Did you forget it?" I asked. I was now taking another glance at the writing. This time around it didn't seem as crappy as before, but still very rigid.
"You want to give me back my stuff, Dusk?" he growled. His hand was now in front of my face. I grinned sheepishly before laying the black book in his palm. I couldn't help but blush from noticing how much bigger his hand was than mine.
"Sorry," I said. I looked as he sat down at the computer and opened his account of "Trainer's Post". "What are you going to write about," I questioned. He glared at me obviously not liking my habit of being nosey.
"None of your business, Troublesome. Don't you have other things to be doing… you know, like class?" he remarked. He turned back to his computer before waiting for my response.
"No not really, this is my self-study period," I quietly explained. Again he paid no attention as he began to glance over all the other comments left by other trainers and coordinators. I quietly signed back into my account and beside him and did the same. My eyes widened as I read the second post.

"Some bothersome girl went through my stuff. I can't get a break even at school" –Paul- Even though it was true I felt my face heat up. I couldn't tell if it was because of anger or because of the humiliation.

"Sorry," I reiterated. Once again he didn't even look up at me. I picked up the piece of paper off the floor. "I think this could be yours too," I admitted. I handed over the piece of paper that had a number scribbled on it.

"Hn," he grunted. He quickly snatched the piece of paper and I swear I saw him blush a little. For some reason that was really bothering me. So I decided to set aside my pride and say something to him.

"Is it from your girlfriend?" I questioned. I tried my best to say it in a teasing manner. I was also trying my best not to look at him directly. I didn't want him to see my facial expression if he said that it was.

"I don't have one," he grunted. He then signed off of the computer and walked to the door. He looked at me for a second and then turned the light back off and walked out. I waited a few seconds before gasping for air. I then updated a new status.

"I think my crush might be single!" – Dawn

Ok, this is chapter 2. Now you should have a better clue of what is going on. However, by the time you get to chapter 5 you will be shocked but for now. I will let you think that it is just a story like any other. Anyway, thank you to those who reviewed. And for the ones who didn't; it's never too late. So review and let me know what you think ok?