Hey! Finally updated! So a lot of you guys don't like Amy as a cheerleader- I know it's OOC but I didn't think it was that bad. Oh well. Hope you like chapter 3.

2012: Hi :) I'm hoping I finish editing and republishing at least 10 chapters before school starts... read & review please and please tell people about fate! Thanks.

Ian POV

I sat down on one of those disgusting rusted yellow seats that they have near the school field.

For the love of all that's pure, this better be worth it... when was the last time these seats were cleaned? The gym teacher said that he would give anybody who showed up at the football game extra credit for support. I was failing PE so I had no choice, so was Natalie who dusted off her seat for about five minutes before sitting down.

"Since when is Amy a cheerleader?" she asked with a bratty tone- aka her usual tone- while glaring at the back of Amy's head.

Ah, Amy... I could stare at her all day, the cheerleading outfit really compliments her outfit. Fortunately, Amy was sitting in the front row which makes it easier to admire her. But of course, it's always easy to admire it.

"Don't know," I answered. Then I felt a tap on my right shoulder, Natalie and I both looked back to see a girl with extremely short hair and brown eyes, wearing a white jogging suit. She was one of those girls who wore just enough makeup to enhance herself.

"She's not a cheerleader, but when you're dating the hottest guy in school you have to wear something nice. Not even somebody with a body as slim and beautiful as Amy's can make these uniforms like good." She had a smooth but high voice. I could tell that if she dressed better, Natalie would be all over her.

I felt relieved; I know Amy must've changed during the last three years, but really? A cheerleader?

"If she's not a cheerleader than what is she?" Natalie asked,

"Vice president of the school council, Tyler is president." The girl answered.

"Well that's not surprising,"

"Actually, it is." Said the girl in a stern voice. "Before Tyler started dating Amy, he couldn't care less about the school council, but Amy changed him. Some people think that it's good that she was able to change him, some miss the old Tyler Brawn."

For the rest of the game, I glared down at Tyler. All popular and full of himself. I also listened to the girl, whose name was Karen, talk to Natalie. She filled her in about EVERYTHING there was to know about this school. She mentioned something about an upcoming school trip to Paris for the 12th graders. That was pretty much all that I listened to.

"I heard that Dan's on the football team?" Asked Natalie, to which Karen answer with a yes and blabbed about how good Dan was. Karen sure seems to be a good stalker, I assume she's apart of the school's newspaper club. It's weird how I left Dan all out of shape and filled with cookies, now he's getting super high marks in gym. Americans must be fit.

The game ended after what felt like forever.

Amy POV

I rushed into class. I was late. I slept in an extra half hour by accident. As soon as I entered, all eyes were on me. I felt kind of nervous.

"S-sorry, I'm late!" I blushed,

"No problem, I was just telling the class about our class trip." I awkwardly walked to my seat by Tyler. He squeezed my hand tightly as soon as I sat down.

"Okay, class." Said Ms. Tart. Those were one of the things I loved about her, she's never mad. Unlike Coach Gulmen in PE. "As you all must know, every year we take the 12th grade to Paris for our All About Europe unit." That's one of the unique things about this school compared to other schools in the area. It was one of the largest High schools in all of America and we use that to our best advantage like budget related issues. "This yea- oh wait, before I forget. Mr. Kabra?" She looked around until she found Ian sitting in the last row right by the window. "I talked to your foster mom and she signed the consent form, you won't have to worry about a single thing."

Foster mom? Why would he be adopted? I heard Vikram Kabra disowned him, but why would he be adopted. He was left with 2 million dollars.

Knowing Ian, he probably spent the money on something totally useless. He hasn't really changed at all.

"Ok, where was I?" Ms. Tart took a couple of seconds to think, "Oh! Yes! This year things are going to be different. We usually stick in one big group with just one European tour guide, but this year you will all be in groups of two. Each group will have one European tour guide." She waited for us to say something, but when none of us did she continued. "I know you must all be wondering why we switched things up. Last year, things got a bit... out of hand and one instructor for a giant group of 12th graders just isn't enough."

"Are out partners going to also be our roommates for the hotel too?" somebody asked,

"No, you get to choose those partners. But, girls and boys cannot be in the same room." She said sternly.

"Do we get to choose our other partners?" asked Tyler, and as soon as he did so, he turned to me. I've dated Tyler for a whole 2 years, but every time he looks at me with those eyes... I just can't help but blush.

"No, I've already assigned partners." She said. Most of the class moaned, Ms. Tart ignored that and rushed to her desk. She pulled out a piece of line paper. "I'll read out the groups." The room went quiet.

"Joshua and Candy, Laura and Tim, Cameron and Selena..."she continued and I stopped listening until she called Tyler's name. I straightened my back and reached for his hand.

"Tyler and Sarah," darn it. A couple of names after that she called my name.

"And at last, Amy and Ian." Greattttt. Just what I needed. I didn't turn to Ian, even though I could feel his eyes on me.

She continues to call out a few more names until finally the bell rings and she dismisses us.

"Whose Sarah?" Tyler asked while we walk to our next class. I had math and he had history.

"You don't know Sarah?" I asked stunned.

"No, who is she?" As if on cue, Sarah walked by us.

"She is," I said. Sarah was known as the number one girl geek. She had huge braces sticking out of her mouth and warts covering her face. She also had a whole chunk of facial hair on her upper lip. Her hair was always pulled back into a messy ponytail and had dandruff falling out of it every time she moved her head. But honestly, I think she's really sweet. She was my science fair partner in grade 10.

"You've got to be kidding mean," he moaned. I patted his back and said,

"She isn't that bad," he looked at me like I was the craziest person he'd ever met.

"I'll see you after class," he whispered. Then he leaned down and gently pecked me on the cheek before he turned down the hall to his class.

Poor cute, adorable, awesome, amazing, fun, hot, handsome, cool, best boyfriend in the entire world, fantastic and funny Tyler.