A/N- Before I forget…

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Playlist- Crazier by Taylor Swift. I love this song. I might make this the theme song for this story. I don't know.

Everyday feels the same. And as every day feels the same, every week begins to feel the same. And as every week feels the same, every month feels the same and so on and so on. But there is one thing in high school that changes day to day: workload.

That wasn't the only reason I didn't want to get up. One was that I hadn't had any sleep last night. Between trying to figure out why Brady was staring at me all through History yesterday and trying to figure out peace wise defined functions, I got no sleep. So, when I looked in the mirror I was expecting what I saw.

My brown hair was hanging straight around my face in a disarray. I had light purple bags under my eyes, which were blood shot. And, my shirt statically stuck to me. I jumped in the shower and spent less time than usual. I would have loved to stay there for an hour and let the hot water soak into my bones, but I had to be quick if I was going to be on time for school. I stepped out quickly and then dried my hair. Pulling it up in a messy bun, I looked into the mirror again, did my eye makeup so that it helped to conceal my sleepless night, and ran down stairs. At this rate I'd get to school about the time I usually did. I was happy about that.

Obviously my car had other ideas about my punctuality because I ended up having to walk to school when it refused to start after the first few tries.

By the time I got to school, I had about five minutes to get to class. I ran to Hall E and saw Liz, leaning against the wall. She dashed towards me.

"Where were you this morning? I waited for you for like FOREVER!" I spun my combination quickly and pulled out my Spanish book and my Calculus book. "And why do you need that thing? I thought you had math, like…5th period?" She asked. I could tell she was annoyed at my lateness. I slammed my locker shut and walked with her to our classrooms.

"Liz, I overslept and needed a shower. I didn't finish my math homework so I will finish it in 2nd period, okay?" We neared my stop. "I'll tell you more at lunch." I waved and lunged into my Spanish classroom, when the bell rang. Thankfully I wasn't the last student in the room.

I escaped to my haven in the back of the classroom. Miss Mornea just gave us notes on Spanish heritage, in Spanish, and I zoned out. As soon as the bell rang, I made my way to homeroom, which lasted 10 minutes at the least. Then, I walked slowly, tiredly, down the stairs to the Office.

"Hello Miss Beshires. Glad to see you this morning!" I smiled at Miss Purser, the head office lady. She was old and would probably retire soon, but she was sweet and easy to get on with.

"You too Ms. Purser. What do you need me to do?" She winked and pushed some papers aside.

"Well, Megan. I think I will have you work the front desk. I don't want to hide your pretty face." I blushed at the compliment. She went back into the copying room and started to work. I sat at the desk, facing the wall and began working on my math.

"Um, excuse me?" I turned and my heart literally stopped.

As soon as my heart started pumping at a normal pace again, I walked over to the desk. I questioned him with my eyes, not trusting myself to have the ability to speak.

"Yeah, I need to check in. Um..here is my note." I turned quickly from Brady's deep ebony orbs that stared at me with so much soul searching passion it was unrealistic.

"Oh. Okay." I ran over and got him a pass to class. He smiled, his white teeth shining brightly against his naturally clear tan skin.

"Thanks...um..." He trailed off like it was a question rather than a statement.

"Megan." I supplied.

"Megan." He sounded out, testing it on his lips. "Megan," he whispered.

I smiled and returned to my Math as he exited. I reached for my phone and quickly texted Liz.

Brady just checked in.

Oh really! Did he say anything weird?

No. Just the weird staring thing…

When she didn't text back I returned to my Math, waiting for the bell to period inched by and for the entire class, he looked at me. No, looked wasn't right. Brady just full out stared at me. The teacher assigned us partners. Unfortunately, I was paired with Collin. Collin is Brady's shy best friend. He's nice and all, but just like Brady; he skips a lot. With his track record, I guess I will just do this project myself.

"So, I was thinking Friday we could go?" Liz spoke. I absent mindedly picked at my turkey sandwich. Giving up, I grabbed an apple out of my bag and some water. I twirled the apple around slowly, breaking the stem. Then, I turned my head over my shoulder to glance at Brady and his friends at their table. "Megan? Megan? MEGAN!"

"Huh?"

"Friday?"

"What about Friday?"

"Aren't you listening? I said Friday we could go shopping!" I took a bite of my apple and nodded slowly. "Okay. How bout you pick me up at like 5:30?" I nodded again, absentmindedly. "What are we doing in English?"

I gulped, "You get partners. We have to do a project on Hamlet." Liz nodded. Suddenly, she started choking on her milk.

"You okay Liz?" I asked, concerned. She nodded. I waited for her to catch her breath. When she started breathing regularly, she leaned in and whispered.

"Brady at 12 o'clock." I nodded to her, panic-stricken. I didn't have time to say anything to her because his rich baritone voice rang in my ears with one word.

"Hey," Liz looked up at him as I kept my gaze squarely on my apple.

"Hello," She grunted obviously frustrated, practically spitting it. I didn't understand why she was angry at him. She used to like him. Yesterday, she couldn't shut up about Brady, and now she's acting as if he'd done something horrible.

I turned my head to look up at him. He seemed even taller as I was sitting down.

"Mind if I sit?" Smart me, shook my head. He took the seat beside me, angled towards Liz at our small round table. "So, Megan. How's your day going?"

"Fine." I said, but it came out squeaky. He stared at me until I couldn't stand it. I turned my gaze down to my orange long sleeve, fiddling with the hem. The table was completely silent, when one of his friends Nate ran over.

"Brady! What are you doin' over here with these losers? Come on! We barely see you nowadays, come hang out with your friends." Brady seethed as he said losers. And stood up suddenly, glaring at Nate and shaking slightly.

"Don't call them that!" Brady bit out in a tone which screamed 'move it or loose it'. Nate looked sorry immediately. I wouldn't blame him, Brady looked like he could reduce a lesser man to tears with a look like that.

"Sorry mate," Nate managed, although it came out more like the squeak I'd let out earlier. "Just come over when you're done right?" And with that he quickly turned on his heel and made his way over to the table of Brady's now silent friends.

As he sat back down, shaking less than before, I looked at his piercing eyes.

"You should go," I smiled, reassuring him. It looked for a second as if he wanted to protest. I smiled again and he began to leave but turned around and sat his hand on mine.

"Can I walk you home?" I froze and looked at Liz, who rolled her eyes. I bobbed my head ferociously. "Great. See you then!"

How did he know I didn't have a ride home? How did he know I walked to school? I mean, he knew I was a senior, and almost all seniors drove to school…

The rest of the day went rather quickly. On my way to my locker, I ran to the bathroom to see how I looked. I satisfied myself after wiping my forehead with a paper towel, clearing myself of anxiety. I walked to my locker and opened it, putting away my books only to grab my History book and both my math books. I also stuffed my Marine Biology book into the ripped backpack. I slammed my locker shut and jumped back at the sight of Brady waiting for me.

"EEKK!" I screeched. Brady smiled that amazing smile of his and began walking, glancing behind to see if I was coming. I blinked to get my mind in gear and caught up with him as we exited the building.

"I, uh didn't mean to scare you, really." Brady spoke quietly, looking out at the parking lot. I nodded. Was it just me or was he talking about lunch as well as just now? It sure seemed like it.

"You d-didn't take your car to school?" I asked, curious. He shook his head so I looked up at his face. He was looking at me with those deep eyes, as if he was trying to look into my soul. "Did you walk here or s-something?" I continued quickly, trying to pry my eyes away from those amazing eyes of his.

"Yeah, or something." He said, pausing to look down both lanes as we crossed the street and stepped onto the sidewalk. "So, we really haven't been formally introduced. I'm Brady Calebs." He said cheerily, smiling down at me.

"I know." I said breathlessly. He looked at me strange. I shook my head, trying to clear it.

"How did you know that? Oh, at lunch-"

"H-History…" And that I have been obsessed with you since I moved here! "And English."

"Are you new?" he asked quizzically. I shook my head. Wow, I knew I was invisable but, really? "How long have you lived here?" He sounded as if he was annoyed at himself for not noticing me before.

"Ninth grade." Ninth grade? That's it? That doesn't even make sense, stupid! "I-I mean…like-"

"Since ninth grade." He spoke quietly to himself, "How could I have never seen you?" Although I knew he did not want an response, I did answer him.

"No one usually does." I answered with a smile.

"I should have." Brady said quietly, looking off into the trees which lined the road.

"Well..." I began, and he looked at me so fast, I think his neck should have snapped. "You have now I guess." It came out in the same squeak as at lunch, but Brady didn't seem to notice, or ignored it because as soon as the words left my mouth, he looked as if I'd just given him the best present of his life.

"Yeah, and I'm not going to make that mistake again." Wow, Brady sounded so happy when he said that, it made me feel happy too. "So! What's your favorite lesson? I'm guessing not AP History right?" he asked, laughing at my expression.

"I hate AP History." I attimitted, sticking my eyes to the concrete. We continued on the walk to my house, talking easily until we reached my path. Brady insisted on walking me to the steps because I'd coughed a couple of times. He said he was worried about me, and I'd ended up wearing his jacket for half the journey. It smelled heavenly! I didn't really want to give it back, but I did.

"Thanks for walking me home Brady, I had fun." I said smiling as I passed him his jacket.

"It was no problem at all I had fun too. So, um..." he cleared his throat, running a hand through his disarray of black hair. "Would you like to go out with me this Friday night?" I paled, thinking I was going to pass out. Brady must have seen the expression on my face and took it the wrong way, because he added, "as friends?"

I nodded and he grinned wildly. You know I said how he looked earlier? Well Brady looked as if I'd just given him the Sun.

"I'll see you tomorrow at school then." He said happily.

"Tomorrow." I whispered after him as he took a few steps backwards down the path, not missing a step. I ran up the wooden steps and into the house. I had to call Liz, she may not be happy about it, but I HAVE to tell someone!

"Ahchoo!" I grabbed a tissue from the box next to me. "Ahchoo! Ahchoo!" Oh crap. My sneeze was getting worse. I'd only sneezed once with Brady, now three in a row? This wasn't good. I ran up the stairs and laid down on my bed. I swallowed an Advil and dialed Liz's cell of the happy voice I wanted to use to tell her about Brady, I spoke sadly and strained as my throat was starting to hurt worse than before. "You will never guess what just happened."

"What?" She replied excitedly.

"I'm sick." I said, coughing sadly

A/N- Uh Oh! Megan is siiiick! So, how are you guys liking the new chapters? They're so much better than the old ones, right!?!?!?! I totally like them better!

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Little Mary of the Rose - she's such a good writer. Go check it out! J

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