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KIM POV

Great, now I have English and Reading with Jack. It's supposed to be two different classes, but we have the same teacher and classroom, and one's about grammar, and the other we actually read books, ugh. I grab the books I need and get into the classroom. We have assigned seats, yet Jack sits in the very last seat in the back row, and I sit right in front of him. Eddie is also in that class, but he sits on the other side of the room. The other seats are filled with some random nerds and, let's just say, interesting people. Anyway, I enter the room and make my way to my seat, and of course, Jack is already there, and he has this goofy grin on his face.

"What?" I ask.

"Oh, nothing. Just, I...I looked at what we're doing in class today, and I know how happy you'll be." Sarcasm filled his voice.

When I turned around, it read that our teacher would give a lecture on verbs, and that we have to take notes, and there would be a quiz on Friday.

"I'm happy alright!" I say. I sit down, and then my stomach growls, rather loudly. We don't have lunch in another 90 minutes, shoot. Just then Jack taps my shoulder, and as if reading my mind, he says,

"Hey, lunch isn't until some 90 minutes, want some pretzels?" He hands me a full bag of pretzels. I grab and few and ask,

"Where did you get these?"

"Let's just say someone brings food everywhere they go, and in about 7 seconds, someone will ask where did they go."

"7, 6, 5," I begin to count. "4, 3, 2, 1," just then, from across the room, you can hear Eddie shout,

"Hey? Where did my pretzels go? Anyone seen them?" I giggle, and quickly hide the cover under my desk.

"Kim?" Jack asks, after he finishes laughing.

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you something? Actual two things?"

"Sure," I say.

"Can I have some pretzels?"

"Oh! Of course!" I say, finally realizing I was still holding the bag. "And about this..." just then Mrs. Parker walked in, and we all shushed. She put up her PowerPoint, and one guy (he was a basketball player), "Why do we have to do this?" The teacher glared at him, and he quickly shut up. Then Mrs. Parker began her speech, while we were supposed to take notes. I remember learning all this last year in class though. Just then, a paper flew at my desk, I opened it, and it read

Hey, it's me Jack. Don't you think this is familiar, like, we learned it last yr?

OMG! He read my mind. His handwriting was really nice. I wrote in reply:

Ikr! I was thinkin the same thing! U keep reading my mind, creepy….

I tossed it back to him and I heard him chuckle softly, and then he handed it back:

Hahaha. heyy, I wanted 2 ask ya something earlier, u never answered 2 me this morning if something was wrong. U know u can tell me, rite? I won't laugh, promise :)

I stopped. I was wondering what to tell him. See, I'm good at lying, but not in front of Jack or my parents, unless I'm writing or typing. Then I saw our school symbol on the wall and I knew what to write.

K, I'll tell ya. Well, in cheer, our coach says I'm struggling a lot, and that I can't be in our next act unless I improve more, and I don't want 2 get kicked out, cause it's really important 2 me.

I toss the note to Jack, but it accidentally flies into a dude's notebook. He looks up at me, and I mouth please, and tell him to give it to me. The dude smiles and gives it back. I smile and just hand it to Jack. Jack doesn't hand the paper back, so I decided to finally take some notes.

After English, we have reading, and as we all get the novel we've been reading together in class out, Jack hands the note back.

Hey, sorry that took awhile. Anyway, that's all? U could have told me that earlier! I was so worried! I'll try 2 help ya with it later, k? And next time, try 2 just hand the paper, u don't need 2 show off ur terrible throwing skills, :) jk

I turned around and punched Jack in the arm lightly, and went back to my novel. We spend the whole class time discussing it, and I actually paid attention. Then, I remembered the dreams again.

Why was I so flirty with Jack? And why did he seem so, cute in it? I think just maybe, I like him, but if I do, then why not tell him? What if he doesn't? Maybe I don't. But then why did the other guys not seem important in the dream? Jack and I were REALLY special in the dreams.

Apparently the bell had wrung while I was thinking, because Jack tapped me and said, "Hey, thinking about cheer again?" "Huh? Yeah, that's it," "Don't worry about it. You'll do fine. It's finally lunch. Maybe some time with your friends and some food will make you feel better." "Yeah, maybe," I say, and we walk together to our lockers as I think, oh Jack, if only it was that easy.

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