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As everyone headed out of the class room with Jeb standing at the doorway handing out locker numbers and class schedules, I stood shell shocked between Aiden and Fang. Unless I'm wrong, which let's face it doesn't happen very often, then I've just been asked out by two guys. Nudge and Angel will have a field day with this.

"Oh, okay," Aiden said, looking at Fang. "Well…what about lunch? Will you sit with me? We can talk about the chances of Quan Cosby getting drafted next year." He directed his attention back to me.

"Actually," Fang said, starting to head for the door, "we're sitting with the rest of our family at lunch. There're a lot of us and I don't think there'd be enough room left for you."

I shot an incredulous glance at Fang. What in the world was he doing?

"Actually, I'm sure we can squeeze him in at lunch. We can arrange the seating, right?" I asked, averting my eyes back and forth between the two of them.

"Oh," Aiden said, his lighting up. "Well what about after school? Maybe we could get ice cream or something?" He said it tentatively.

"Sorry, but-"

"Ice cream sounds great," I interrupted, moving towards the door after Fang.

"Great! I'll meet you outside after school." Aiden said as he walked out with us as we got our class schedules and lockers from Jeb. "I got locker 122 and I have English next. What about you guys?" he asked.

"124. History," Fang grunted as he headed down the hallway towards the history classroom.

"Okay, I'll see you later!" I yelled to his retreating figure. "I'm in locker 123 and I have… history." I said looking down the hallway that Fang had disappeared down.

"Oh okay, I guess I'll see you at your locker then." Aiden said as he waved and headed in the opposite direction. As I headed down the hallway towards my next class I saw Nudge heading towards her classroom, surrounded by a group of kids. At least one of us was settling in. A little further down, I saw Iggy leaning against a wall talking to a girl with blonde hair. He spotted me and gave me smile and a nod and went right back to the blonde chick.

I finally made it to history class. I saw Fang sitting at a desk with an empty seat beside him, his head bent over a sheet of paper. As I started making my way towards him I saw a girl about my size with pretty brown hair approach him.

"Hey. You mind if I sit here?" I heard her ask, running her fingers through her hair. Fang looked up and narrowed his eyes at her, not in an unfriendly way but in a thoughtful way.

"Actually, I was kinda saving it for someone." he said looking around the classroom but not seeing me.

"Your girlfriend?" the girl asked.

Fang looked slightly taken aback by her question, but of course only I could tell. To her his face remained as impassive as before.

"Well, yeah. I mean, no. It's complicated," he said motioning for her to sit down beside him. "She's my best friend. We've been through a lot together. I know how I feel about her but… I'm just not sure she feels the same way. I mean we've kissed a couple of times but I think she likes this other guy. And if we did get together and it didn't work out... I just can't risk losing her. Ya know?"

I can't believe Fang is talking so much. Actually, I can't believe Fang is talking so much to a total stranger. No, I can't believe Fang is talking so much to a total stranger about me. I can't believe Fang is talking so much to a total stranger about me, AND she's sitting in my seat.

Just then, a group of giggling girls came in the classroom and were talking so loudly that I couldn't hear what the girl said next, but I did see her take his hand in hers. What's going on?!