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  It was the Saturday that I was going to meet up with Michael. I was frantically searching my closet for something to wear.

  Miniskirt? Hmm… sounds good. A halter-top wouldn't look that bad either. I put on my clothes and walked to the dot. There was one thing that could possibly spoil my day… Craig. He would probably get the wrong idea if he saw me talking to Michael. That didn't seem to be an issue at the moment, so I simply walked into The Dot Grill and spotted Michael at a cornered table.

  "I'm here." I said grinning. He scanned my outfit. He raised his eyebrows. I blushed and sat down. "So, play any sports?" I asked. He inched closer to me. "Yeah, all kinds." He replied. "Neat, I'm on the cheerleading squad, so I guess I'll be rooting for you." I said.

   I scooted over toward him. It was weird; he was some kind of girl magnet. He kind of drew me in. I flipped my hair. What is your favorite sport?" I asked.  "Basketball." He said. Wow, impressive, I loved cheering for basketball players. I gazed into his hazel eyes. I had to admit, they were nothing compared to Craig's.

  The next thing I knew, our lips were locked. I didn't pull away. His kisses were different; they made you forget about what you were doing. They made you feel unfamiliar to your surroundings.

  I heard someone walk in. "Manny?" said a voice. I turned around to see Craig. Michael didn't say a word. Craig walked out of the store. I chased after him. "Craig, come on!" I pleaded. I wasn't sure if I could get myself out of this mess I created. He turned around. Jealousy was written across his face. "I thought you were…" he said, gulping. "Craig, it was an accident! It's not like you own me or anything!" I shouted. "So what am I, your doll? You can throw me around when ever you want eh!" he replied. I almost slapped him! He was saying the exact words I had said to him and what he did wasn't even an accident! "Well, welcome to the club!" I said stomping my left foot and walking somewhere.

  I didn't know where to go. So, I walked to the park. I weakly swung on the rusty swings in which I played on while I was little. "Don't mean to interrupt." Said a voice from behind. I turned to face Michael. I shrugged my shoulders. "I suppose I got you into trouble eh?" he said. I grinned. He walked over at me. "It was my fault." He replied. I looked him in the eye. "No it wasn't." I said. I gingerly kissed him. He put his arms around me. I paused, then looked up at him. "It was no fault of yours."

   I spent the rest of my weekend in my room. I read books, magazines, anything to get my mind off of what happened. I began to grow tired so I ended up going to bed early. The next day, I heard the dreaded noise of my alarm clock. I shut it off and got dressed. Usually, I was cheerful on Mondays, but not today.

    I arrived at the school. I made the best of the cheers and whistles as I got my books and headed to class. I passed the girl's bathroom, then the boys. Craig walked out of the boy's bathroom. I stood there. I was frozen.

   He looked straight at me causing me to almost topple over. I had to break the eye connection so I dropped my math book. I bent down to pick it up, accompanied by Craig. I picked my book up and walked to class. I could barely concentrate on my work. All that was on my mind was Craig. I had kissed Michael. I now wasn't sure if I had meant to or not. The bell rang and almost made me jump out of my chair. I went to my next class. That went by fast as well. Before I knew it, the lunch bell rang and I grabbed my packed lunch and headed to the cafeteria.

    I took a seat at a table in the corner. I didn't eat anything. My eyes grew wide as I watched Craig sit down at Spinner's table. I breathed heavily. If it was going to go down like this, I wasn't going to go down alone. So I walked over to Michael and sat down with him. I caught Craig's eye. I knew he was jealous. I almost laughed, but I decided that it wouldn't be too polite. Craig couldn't take his eyes off of me. It was getting annoying. I walked off to my next class even though the bell hadn't rung.

    Turned out that Craig followed me. "Manny, I'm sorry." He said. "Sorry for what? It was all my fault, right?" I replied sarcastically. "No, I shouldn't have attacked you like that." He said. I was speechless. "I can't be without you." He said calmly grabbing my hand. He was getting romantic; in Mr. Simpson's classroom. We locked lips. I didn't realize how much I missed him. We started making out. We were sprawled up in a computer chair kissing. It was the weirdest thing. I ran my fingers threw his hair. He pulled me down to the floor. I didn't pull away. I heard the doorknob turn, yet I didn't move.

   "Eh hem." Said the voice of Mr. Simpson. Craig and I hoped up from the ground. Emma had a disgusted look on her face. "I'll get going." Said Craig walking out the door. I took a seat as everyone had their eyes glued onto me.  "Your going to teach us right?" I asked Mr. Simpson. He nodded.

    (A/N: This chapter was okay. I will be adding another soon.)