Since Logan was stupid enough to take his time packing his backpack, we had to sprint to the bus in order to catch it. And even then we just barely made it.

It was packed: there was just one seat in the front open. Logan and me sat in it before anyone else could. And guess who we had the (mis)fortune of sitting across from: Jill.

"So where did you move from?" she said in her sickly sweet voice.

"Uhh… New York City," he admitted.

"And did you live with your parents?" he winced. Evidently this was a bad topic.

"um, I live with my dad."

"What happened to your mom?" she demanded. Wow, did she seriously not notice how he doesn't want to talk about it?

"What's with the 20 questions, Jill?" I snarled. I'm sorry, I'm not usually mean but she was irritating me on so many levels.

"Just wanted to get to know him better, that's all." She said innocently. Ugh, she was killing me. I glared at her, which is a first for me, I must say. I don't usually mess with the popular people, but her acting simply begged for it. Her eyes got wide and she quickly turned on her ipod, secluding herself from the rest of the bus.

"Hey Maria," Zena quietly said from behind me. Wow, I didn't notice that she was sitting right behind us. I almost burst out laughing when she saw who she was sitting next to: her crush Zane. Oh my god, why won't she make a move? And here was the girl who chewed me out for not getting Logan's number.

"HEY! This is my friend Logan. He's from New York City." As soon as she realized that this was THE Logan, we had telepathy in our heads.

He's the one from…

Yeah! You were right. It is fate.

I swear to god, if you don't go out on a date together I will rip your head off.

It's okay. We kissed.

AHHHHHH! You HAVE to tell me about it later.

Ok. But if you miss this opportunity to snuggle up to Zane, you might as well start writing your will.

She rolled her eyes and we both burst out laughing. Zane and Logan, however, stared at us weirdly. What can we say? We're technically sane until scientifically proven otherwise.

"So, Zane…" I hear Zena say. FINALLY! But I had to seal the deal before I got my butt whooped.

"Which bus stop do you get off of?"

"umm, I live on Abbey Road (BEATLES REFERENCE). Do you know which stop it is."

"yeah, it's next. I live on Abbey Road too. We must be neighbors." This day is getting weirder and weirder.

"I guess so," he said smiling. When we got off the bus, we figured out that we were indeed next door neighbors.

"Sooo…" Logan said, as we parted ways. "Um, are you busy tonight?"

"Not after I finish my homework. May I ask why?" I curiously said.

"I was wondering if we could maybe see the new movie based off of that book- Hugo Cabret?" he said shyly, looking at his feet. "Unless you don't want to, of course…" he frowned.

"Of course I do! Pick me up at seven?" I said. It was a Friday after all. I could do whatever I want.

"Sure. See you then." Smiling, he almost automatically kissed me and then walked to the house right next to mine. Blushing, I watched him walk into the house next to mine and wave at me before he walked through his front door. Anticipation welled up inside of me, and I walked into my house nervously awaiting the time that my clock would finally strike seven.