Coach Bruton was at the whiteboard talking about something I really didn't care about, so my mind was anywhere but in the room.

I was trying to figure out that weird shadow at my window a night ago. What was it? My imagination? A reality? Ha. Maybe it was Freddie trying to sneak into my window. Seems like something he'd do. My mind started to wander onto Freddie. I was formulating reasons why I should be seated next to Carly. I was writing a list on the back of an old quiz. Un-cooperative on assignments, I wrote. Shows little to no interest in teamwork.

But it was the things that weren't listed that annoyed me. Like the place of his tattoo. And of course the window incident. The thought of Freddie stalking me freaked me out. I only just met him.

I must've pulled a face or something because out the corner of my eye, I saw Freddie looking at me with an eyebrow raised.

"Sam?"

Coach stood infront of me. Looking like he was waiting for something. My answer.

"Could you repeat the question?"

Coach sighed, with irritation, "what qualities are you attracted to in a potential mate?"

I was pretty sure he meant fuck buddy.

"You want me to list the characteristic of a…"

"Potential mate. We haven't got all day."

"I've never thought of it before."

"Well use that brain to think."

"Can you call on someone else first?"

"Freddie, go."

Unlike me Freddie spoke with total confidence. He had himself position so his body was angled slightly toward mine, our knees almost touching.

"Intelligent. Attractive. Vulnerable."

"Vulnerable? How so?"

Carly spoke up. "Does this seriously have anything to do with the unit we're meant to be studying? Because I seriously can't find anything about desired characteristics of a mate anywhere in or near our text."

Coach looked at Carly. "Every animal on the planet seeks to attract a potential mate. Attraction is the first element of all animal reproduction. This includes humans also. Now Shay. What's on your list?"

"Gorgeous, wealthy, indulgent, fiercely protective, but not the kind that gets jealous easily, and just a tad dangerous."

Freddie decided to continue. "The problem with human attraction is not knowing if it will be returned."

"Good point," Coach said.

"Humans are vulnerable," Freddie continued, "because they're capable of being hurt." Freddie knocked his knee against mine which made me turn my head and glare at him.

"Women are attracted to men for survival skills. Strong men equals dinner and dinner equals survival. Men are attracted to women's beauty as it indicates youth and health. No point having a woman who looks sick that wont be able to look after the children while the men goes hunting."

"I think we're getting close to todays topic. Sex," Carly said with an eye roll.

"Almost. Before sex comes attraction then body language. You need to communicate 'Hey, I'm interested' to a potential mates, but without language," Coach said. "All right Freddie. Let's say you're at a bon fire and you see a whole load of girls. Some are out there and start talking to you, while others hide behind their friends and look at you from a distance. You find the girl who fits that profile you gave us before. How do you let her know that your in?"

"Single her out. Talk to her."

"Exactly. Now how do you find out if she's interested back?"

"I study her. I figure out what she's thinking and feelings. It's not like she's just gonna say 'hey you look good why don't we get it on?' which is why I need to pay attention. How does her body turn? Towards mine or away? Does she hold my eyes then look away? Or does she bite her lower lip and play with her hair. Sam's a good example of that last one."

I dropped my hands into my lap and glared at the students surrounding me as laughter filled the room. It died down when they saw me looking at them.

"Very good!" You could tell how happy Coach was that we were actually listening to her.

"The blood is rushing to Sam's face. She knows she's being evaluated. She likes the attention she's receiving but she's not sure how to handle it."

"I am so not blushing."

"She's nervous," Freddie kept going. Oh how I wanted to grab some duct tape and wrap it around his face. "She's stroking her arm to draw the attention away from her face and towards her body, or her skin. Either are strong selling points.

I nearly died. He's joking, I told myself. He's totally insane. A psychopath. Maybe a sociopath.

I placed my hands flat against the table, held my chin high, and tried to look like I still had some dignity left. "This is beyond ridiculous."

Freddie stretched his arm out to his side with exaggerated slyness and hung it on the back of my chair.

Vulnerable, he mouthed.

I locked my ankles around the legs of the chair and jerked forward, feeling his arm falling off me and hearing him crash on the floor. I was definitely not vulnerable.

"Can we just talk about sex now?" Carly asked.

"Tomorrow. Chapter seven must be read so be ready for a discussion first thing," Coach said.

Freddie stood up and faced me. "This was fun. Lets do it again sometime soon."

"Yeah if by soon you mean a thousand years? Sure."

"Catch ya tomorrow."

And with that Freddie walked off.

"I'm going to start a petition to have Bruton fired." Carly was coming up to my table. "I mean like he had you and Freddie on top of your lab down, minus the clothing, and doing the Big Deed—"

I nailed her with a look that sad do I really want a replay?

"Gosh. Chill penguin," Carly said, taking a mocking step back.

"Meet me at my locker in ten. I'm going to be the first to take your petition to prac."

"Good luck with that. Don't mention it was my idea."

I made my way up to Coach's desk, where he sat hunched over some book about sports.

"Hi Sam. I knew I would get another visit from you," he said looking up at me.

"Yeah well good on you. You have psychic abilities."

"Yeah and I like the seating plan. It's quite funny actually."

Oh yeah, because porn in the class room is absolutely hilarious, I thought. I set down a copy of the school code of conduct and student rights on top of that. "By law no student should feel threatened while on school property."

"You feel threatened?"

Yes, I'm scared that Freddie might be stalking me and that he might murder me. No worries sir. I'll hope I can survive long enough to laugh in your face, I thought.

"I feel uncomfortable. And I'd like to propose a solution. I will actually listen to your classes— if you sit me back next to Carly."

"No deal."

"This isn't Deal Or No Deal."

"You can tutor Freddie."

"That's not the point. I feel uncomfortable next to him."

"He was on fire today though. He was actually involved with the discussion. I haven't heard him even mutter a word all year, then I sit him next to you and Bam, his grade will go up."

"And mine is going to drop."

"That happens when you cant look at the question all around it."

"My problem is lack of dedication. Carly keeps me focused. Even you can hear it during class."

"Yeah well. Guess what. No can do for you."

And with that he walked out of the classroom whistling some theme song.

By seven the sky had glowered into an inky blue, and I zipped up my coat and put the hoodie on my head to shield the rain from my face and hair. We were just walking out of the cinema's to the parking lot. We had just watched The Sacrifice. I needed a movie review for the schools eZine. And seeing as I needed to become updated with the coolest teen movies, I chose to watch the newest urban chiller.

"That," Carly said, "was the most freakiest an grossest movie I have ever seen. We're never watching anything that even sounds like a horror."

Fine by me. It wasn't that that movie was scary, it was just I was paranoid about the dude outside my window a night ago.

"Can you imagine?" Carly said. "Living your life never having a clue that the only reason you were being kept alive was to be used as a sacrifice."

"Ok we need to get to the library. My review is due by midnight."

"Ok, let's get to it."

We walked up to her silver 1995 Dodge Neon. "God you're being extremely touchy you know.

Blame the idiot who's trying to murder me. "Just the movie. Blame that."

"No not just tonight. You've been awfully touchy and crabby since you were seated next to Freddie."

"Also easy. The seating plan. Blame Coach."

That was the end for that conversation.

We walked into the library and took a seat on the main level. I opened my laptop and started my review.

Carly opened a bag of dried apple chips. "Want any?"

"I'm cool."

"If you're not going to eat them, I'll have to. And I don't want to."

"What colour?"

"Make-me-gag-Granny-Smith-green I believe."

Just then Missy Robinson, the only sophomore to make varsity cheerleading in the history of Ridgeway, took a seat on the edge of the table. I swear some of her skirt rode up to show off her gee string. Her hair was red-ish brown and was combed into low pigtails, and like always, her face was covered in a whole bottle of foundation. I knew that my guess was accurate because you couldn't find any trace of her freckles in sight. There was normally three-quarters of an inch between the hem of her skirt and the start of her gee string. Luckily today she was wearing one.

"Hi Supersize," Missy said to me.

"Oh look who it is Carly! Queen of the Sluts. And why do we have the supposed pleasure of seeing you here. I thought to get into Skank School you just need to lose your virginity."

"Well my mum was looking for some models this weekend. Pay is nine bucks an hour. Thought you'd be interested but maybe we just need you to fill in for everyone else. I mean, she's still looking so call me when you can Okay?"

"Oh I think I see something between your two ears. Oh yeah.. oh sorry. It was just an ant in space. Maybe you should wipe that stupidity off your face and model for your mum. I mean she does need plus size models doesn't she?"

"Oh where are my manners? I'm sorry that you're so fat and that you're dad left you. Oh wait. No I'm not. You so deserve all that. Bye now." She sashayed off and went to screw some random guy.

"I swear she's worst then Jocelyn. Murder I say. Murder!"

"She used to be my best friend you know."

"I know. But I am now. God I hope she gets STI's. She's going to be karmas bitch soon."

"Last chance for the chips."

"I'm out."

Carly wandered off to discard the chips. And came back with a romance novel and said, "Someday, this is going to be us. Ravished by half naked cowboys. I wonder what its like to kiss a pair of sunbaked, mud- crusted lips?"

"Dirty," I muttered.

"Speaking of dirty. Here's our man."

I turned my neck to see Freddie standing there. My heart skipped a beat so many times I thought I might die. Then, as if he sensed me watching him, he turned and our eyes connected.

I turned away as my heart felt like it was going to explode. "Lets go." Shutting my laptop I zipped it inside its carry case.

"Do you think it's creepy that he's here at the same time we are?" Carly asked.

"Do you?"

"I think he's following you."

"I think it's a coincidence."

"I bet he's following you. I bet he has a history of it too. I bet he has restraining orders. We should sneak into the front office. It would all be in his student file."

"You can grab the file. I'll make the distraction. We could so be spies.

"Oh my God, yes. We need to find his last name."

We walked out of the library discussing our plan.

Carly parked the Neon in her driveway and dangled the keys infront of my face.

"Can't I stay at yours?"

"No, Spencers got a girl over. I don't want to curse my best friend into total damnation. You know with her screams and all," Carly shudders at the thought.

"Thanks a bunch," I say as I grab the keys.

"Don't blame me. Tell your mum there's a new club called civilisation and that you guys should so join it."

"I'll pick you up at seven thirty?"

"Breakfast's on me. And be nice to Neon. But not too nice. Can't have her thinking there's better out there."

A/N :L Yah I know. I'm lame. I'm the winner for the lame awards? It's quite short but i think the next chapter would be shorter because on word i think this one went for like 8 pages which is longer then normal. Ok so my plan was to like have this chapter finished... ages ago... but I had this assignment to do then I kinda ruined my finger and just a whole bunch of shiz I needed to do.

Thanks to SarcasticDreams- Yes I know it has been interesting. Thank you so much for your review I was bragging about it to my friend. I also read some of your stories. They are quite different aren't they?

Littlemissmitchie- Sorry about it being confusing. It'll shed some light in some of the later chapters. Hehe. Thanks aswell.

Alybal9- Thanks aswell. I love the book and seddie aswell.

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