I'm texting the scrawny outcast at the moment. Yeah, the main characters are based on two of my best friends. No, they're not disgusted by this because they are actually in a relationship. Reviews would be appreciated! Enjoy(:

Joel's POV

I become paranoid. Just ten minutes till class finally ended.

Don't get me wrong, I love English. It's just the teacher.

She's yapping on about the definition of a noun. What are we? Second graders? I scoffed.

Just then, the teacher stopped talking. Thank god! I thought she would never shut her mouth which surprised me but not as much as blondie. She walked into my class with what seemed to be a class transfer sheet.

Wait a minute. Did she transfer to English because of me?

Arielle's POV

I awkwardly walked in as everyone's beady little eyes stared at me. I took out my class transfer sheet and gave it to the teacher.

She quietly nods and gestures me to sit down. Good, I could choose my seat I thought as I sat down next to sleepyhead. The rest of class went by awkwardly after my interruption.

Tick – tock. Tick – tock. Rrrrring. Finally! I gathered my book bag and walked out of class. Sleepyhead, however, caught up to me. Ugh, by the looks of it, it seemed he was going to scold be with a dumb lecture.

"Why are you in my English class?" he asked.

"Hi Arielle. How are you? Good, sleepyhead. Thanks for asking." I smirk in satisfaction from the annoyed glare he gave me.

"Hi, " He said rudely which somehow turned into confusion. "Arielle?"

I burst out laughing. Oh right, we never introduced each other formally.

"That's what they call me." I let out a small giggle.

He rolled his eyes. "Your name,"

I crossed my arms. "What about it?"

"It's not a very pretty name." I scoffed. What a, a jerk!

As I opened my mouth to insult him at full force, I was interrupted when he shushed me.

"It's beautiful."

Joels POV

Arielle, huh? It's a very beautiful name. I mean it reminds me of my first love. Her name was Ariel, very similar to Arielle, hmmm?

Oh I really miss her. I knew her, but something happened, and she left…without her telling me I loved her.

Oh no, I can't possibly start tearing up now. Not in front of her.

"Thanks." She said obviously feeling appreciated.

"Don't flatter yourself." I exclaimed.

She glared at me for a moment. "I have French next. How about you?"

I looked at my schedule. "Spanish, but I'll transfer classes."

Oh the look on her face, I could burst out laughing right then. It was a mixture of shock, confusion, bewilderment, happiness, and about all the emotions in the world. Was that even possible?

I had to keep my face straight if I wanted this face to go on for much longer. Or else she would start glaring, and that isn't a face I'd like to see.

"S –sure." She gave a small smile. What a pretty smile. Purely whites, or did I get the expression wrong? Writing, I can do; Idioms, not so much.

Arielle's POV

Since when was he interested in me? Since when was anyone interested in me?

Well, what was his name? He looked like a Ned, or Tom! Yeah, that's right! He's a Tom. Well, he sure does look like someone with a short name. Hopefully that statement had to apply. Only one way to find out, ask him.

"You seem very curious about something."

Crap he beat me to it. "Y –your name, I didn't catch it."

"Joel. I know, I know, I look like a Tom and possibly even a Ned. You were thinking that right?" He gave me a questionable expression.

Wow this guy is good. "Is it written on my forehead?"

He laughed. "Nope, but that's what Ariel said when we first met."

I paused. Ariel? Who was she? "Ar –iel?"

"Oh It's nobody. Just an old friend." He said nervously. To break up the awkward silence he created, he said "Well shall I walk you to class?"

"Y –yeah." Really? Again? Stuttering? Wow, I'm an idiot.

So how was it? Things are most definitely heating up. Once again, reviews would be greatly appreciated. Chapter 3 will be coming up soon(: