A.N.: This is Chapter 10!!! Barely anybody reviewed! I feel unloved. Thank you Kellie, who is my cousin, so she was forced to review. She therefore does NOT count. Please Review People!!! -Anna

Newt's P.O.V.

Damn. I screwed up big time, I don't even see Nikki today, she must still be mad at me. I don't know why though, I mean, I like her, I thought that was pretty obvious. I mean, I kissed her. I tried to get her to eat iced cream! What the hell!? Newt's thoughts were interrupted by a girl walking toward him…

"Nikki, hey, what's up? Are you feeling okay, you didn't answer your phone at all last night." Newt was careful with his words, dancing around the fact that he and Nikki could no longer be 'just friends.'

"Mhhm." Nikki's only words were so few, so vague, and yet, they cut into Newt deeper than anything else had for a long time.

"Are you really mad at me? I mean we can pretend it never happened, I'm sorry, I just really like you." Newt said it all in one breath, he looked exhausted too, like he hadn't been sleeping.

"Newt, I'm not mad at you, I just don't want to be the girl that falls for the guy with a girlfriend, ya know?"

"I don't have a girlfriend. Not yet anyway." He winked at her, trying to be charming, it didn't work.

"See, there you go, lying, and acting all adorable and such, but you do have a girlfriend, that girl who called you when we cut school. I think her name was Kellie." Out of nowhere a blonde girl in tight jeans and a Pink Floyd tee shirt walked up to Newt, grabbing him by the arm and in the same beautiful voice she had on the phone, she said to Nikki:

"Can I borrow the boy for a minute?" She giggled, cocked her head to one side, and bit her lip.

That's the kind of girl Newt wants, I can't, won't and refuse to be that girl. So much for him not having a girlfriend. Nikki's thoughts were so vivid, she didn't even notice she walked away, wiping at her eyes, which were stinging, went to her locker, grabbed the CD with the music she was going to choreograph, a small bag containing a popsicle stick and a razor blade, and walked out of Washington Prep.

A.N.: So, this was chapter ten, someone should review, it'll make me really happy!!! Thanks -Anna