Okay, I'm not sure if this paeg will be as good as my first. To be honest, I started this in my first period and ended it five minutes before my first period ended. So, this was a quick piece. The same was done with my first page. Again, any comments, bad or good, are accepted!

Kyle tried to keep a close watch on the red haired boy. She couldn't keep a full watch of course; she had classes to go to. Every once in a while she'd look at him, and every time he'd turn and look back at her as if he knew when Kyle was looking.

For lunch, Kyle sat on a bench outside on the campus. "Have you seen Sam?" asked a girl who sat opposite her. "Sam?" Kyle repeated questioningly.

"Yeah, the new kid with the weird red hair," the girl explained, "He's so cute!" Kyle remembered him once she'd said red hair.

"Do you have classes with him?" she asked. Of course, Kyle was thinking of asking her that, but didn't have the time as it seemed the girl was fast-talking.

"No," Kyle said, looking around and hoping to see Sam.

"I do! It's just too bad you're freshman. I hope he doesn't have a class that mixes with freshman," bragged the girl.

Just before Kyle could respond, a red haired boy sat next to Kyle on the left. "Hi Sam," the sophomore girl said dreamily. For a moment he didn't say anything as he started eating. "Leave the table," he said, not looking up from his tray of green beans, milk, and lasagna. Thinking he meant the both of them, Kyle and the sophomore got up. "Not you," he said, his face straight not changed, as he held onto a strap from Kyle's backpack. The other girl flashed Kyle a face of anger and jealously. 'What is he wanting?' Kyle thought to herself. "Sit down please," Sam said as he let go of her backpack. Reluctantly, she dropped her backpack next to the bench and sat back down in place. It was quiet for a while, quiet enough to hear what other people were talking about, birds and crickets singing, and even some of the pigs as they snorted in their sties at the agriculture center. "Why were you looking at me?" Sam said, finally breaking the silence between them.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it bothered you since you looked back."

"I didn't ask for an apology. I asked why you were looking at me."

"Curiosity, I guess."

Another quiet pause was emitted. Sam got up and put his finished lunch in a nearby trashcan. "That's all you wanted to ask me?" Kyle called after him. He stopped walking and let her catch up to him. "Oh, yeah. Where's Ms. Jarvis' room?" he asked her. Kyle blinked and said, "I have her next too!"

"Oh, no," Sam said, "I have her sixth, after you've got her."

Kyle couldn't believe she had thought they would ever have a class together. "I could borrow a map or something?" Sam offered.

"Wait," Kyle said, "hold this."

She handed him her backpack, and just as he held it in his hands, he was pulled down by its great weight. "Just how many books are in this thing?" his eyes wide with surprise.

"Oh," Kyle said as she smiled and counted with her fingers, "two two-inch binders, a math and history and biology and health books, a few pocket folders, a packet of paper with two hundred sheets, and last, a mini dictionary. Why?"

Sam smiled cautiously and said, "Oh, no reason." As he said this he thought, 'Is she crazy?!'

"Here," she handed him a map that was crumpled and a little faded, "I'm sorry for it being crumpled, it was in my back packet."

Sam took his hands off the heavy book bag and took the map, "Thanks." Kyle smiled at him and picked up her bag with one hand easily, as if it were a feather. "What classes do you have?" she asked. "Well, I have biology for seventh. I left my schedule in my locker," he added. "I could walk with you to biology," she replied, "We could have the same teacher." Kyle pointed to the building of where Ms. Jarvis' class is. "This is where you need to go now, and here's my biology class with Mr. H. Actually, I'm new here, and a freshman, so I only know where a few classes are."

"I have Mr. H for biology too," Sam said as he nodded, "seventh period is when I go. So I guess we could go there together."

For the whole of Algebra class, Kyle thought of Sam. After a few minutes, she realized the teacher had gone over the homework assignment. The bell rang for seventh period and brought her back to the present. 'Great,' she though, 'I don't know what the homework is, and the teacher is too stubborn to repeat it. On top of that ---.' Her thought was interrupted by the sophomore girl from lunch. "Love struck!" she said, taking out Kyle's thought into on word, "I'm love-struck with Sam, the new sophomore." The girl was your typical "cheerleader": blonde, stubborn, and once-in-a-while stupid. She was as tall as Sam, who's just as tall as Jesse, Kyle's brother. "I'm going to ask him out," she said with a lit up face and confidence. Her clique nodded and giggled with her in agreement. "Remember to wear your best dress Courtney!" said one.

"Oh, I will!" said Courtney.

"Look, it's the freshman I told you about," she added as they walked next to Kyle on the sidewalk, "How was the talk you had with Sam? I heard he dissed you."

"Shut up," Kyle said as she continued to walk. For a few minutes before Sam appeared in view, the group bugged, teased, and annoyed Kyle. Just as they stepped inside, Sam stood there leaning against the lockers with a hand in his jean pocket and the other holding some books. When they stepped inside the hall, anyone could see the clique was annoying Kyle to death because her face was trying its best to hide her anger.

Right before Sam, Kyle turned around and yelled at Courtney, "Will you just shut up! Good Lord! You just LOVE to her yourself talk! Just shut up and leave me alone!" Courtney retreated mentally once Kyle started yelling. Sam just looked at the two girls, mouth not open, but he was obviously dumbfounded.

Okay, again, depending on the responses, I may continue the story. Find out what happens to Courtney and Kyle, and what Sam will do....