Authors Notes: Hey y'all! :) So, Erin wrote the basis of this chapter, but I- Sam- ended up editing it and changing it quite a bit. So- either way, I hope you enjoy the next little bit of KL. Read and Review please! Thank you~ 3 Love, Sam

Chapter 3

(Sunday's POV)

As I sprinted out of my Algebra 2 classroom, I had high hopes of being first in line at the cafeteria. Today was Taco Day- and that meant lots and lots of kids in line. Why? Taco's seemed to be the only decent school food that this place served. People avoided me as I stampeded down the hallways. I had been known to accidentally leave burns on people if I touched them while I was in a rush. It was total stupidity, I mean- have you ever heard of someone touching a person and then leaving a burn? It was silly! But, all the same, it got me one step closer to the Taco line. I paid for my meal and looked over to our usual table where our little "gang", as Nami called it, sat. The loud voices of the rest of our junior class filled the air as I sat down next to Lenna at the table.

"Tacoooos!" I said with delight. Lenna smiled when I handed her the plate of Taco's I had gotten her, while Aric who sat across from the two of us, scrunched up his face with disgust at the greasy piles of meat and shell that sat before us. Teasing him, I scrunched up my own face.

"Veg-Head." I stated.

"Killer of Bovine." He retorted.

"Don't forget about the Piggies and Chickens!" I grinned, taking a big bite of the greasy deliciousness. Aric smirked looking up behind me. My smile quickly faded. There was only one reason that Aric would be smirking ABOVE me like that. I turned around to see Porter standing behind me. I could feel my face heat up as I quickly swallowed my taco and wiped my face off clean.

Whenever I saw Porter, it was like the rest of the world just went in slow motion. I could see fields of grain in his eyes, the sun just kissing the barley, making a soft brushing noise as they sway with the breeze. It was so peaceful.

"Sunday?"

His voice broke the trance his eyes had put upon me. I could feel warmth trickling up my neck to grace the color red onto my cheeks. Wonderful, I thought. Like I need to look like even more of a geek.

I tried to respond to Porter without looking completely stupid. Sadly, this attempt failed miserably, and I ended up spitting out: "Hey there Porter, what are you eating today? How was class? Is it hot in here? Where's Nami? What nice weather we are having today. Look, tacos!"
Pointing towards my tray of mouthwatering, greasy tacos, I mentally did a face palm. That was so stupid, why oh, why did I say that? Oh my god, he must hate me! He must think I am super lame and figured out I like him! Holy crap holy crap holy crap. What am I-
Porter frowned and my heart nearly stopped.
Crap, I forgot it was taco day! I brought my lunch today" he glowered sitting down next to me. He turned to Garen who had just arrived with his own try of tacos. "Wanna trade?" He asked hopefully.
"I would rather kill myself," Garen said sitting down next to Lenna.
"Then after you kill yourself can I have your tacos?"
"No, I'm going to have them buried with me. So you're out of luck my friend."
With Porter now sulking, I relaxed and laughed at the two of them. I looked over at Lenna, who was about as red as a tomato at the moment from having Garen sitting next to her. I gave her a teasing glance, but she caught me, frowned, and stuck her tongue out at me slightly. Aric howled with laughter from across the table while Garen and Porter sat there confused and oblivious to the whole situation at hand.

After the 5 of us finally settled down, i noticed Nami had still yet to come. I opened my mouth to say something when Garen, as if he had read my mind, answered my question for me.

"I think she is still in her Algebra 3 class doing extra work." Garen said. "No real reason to come to lunch anyways, y'know? With all of the stupid jerks that sit in here I mean." We all nodded in understanding.

Nami was smart, so i wasn't surprised that she had stayed behind for extra work. Besides, the fact that she was smart and Asian didn't exactly help with the idiot bullies calling her a nerd any and every chance that they got to. You would think such a thing wouldn't happen in our new and modern world, but sadly enough, we had a very cliché and stereotypical school.

The bell rang and we all departed our separate ways to continue on with classes. I headed off to Mrs. Shepherds History class, in hopes that maybe today that the lesson might be over something interesting, like the Black Plague.

I had no such luck.
"Tell me Princess, when did you last let your heart decide?" I sang quietly to myself at my desk.

"SUNDAY!" Mrs. Shepherd yelled at me from her place at the front of the room.

I shot up out of desk and tripped forward onto the ground. "W-What? Ouch...what?" I yelled trying to clear my vision from white dots.

"If you are going to try and get away with sleeping in my class i recommend not singing in your sleep" Mrs. Shepherds voice scolded staring down at me. The class snickered and I quickly stood up from my position on the floor, took a bow to my audience, and returned to my seat with a grin set upon my face.

"Now then," Mrs. Shepherd continued on. "As I was saying," But before Mrs. Shepherds boring lesson on the French Revolution could be continued, the last bell rang.

I quickly packed my supplies and walked out the room towards the front of the school, where Lenna and I were planning to meet there so that we could depart back to our homes. I saw Lenna standing where we had arranged to meet and smiled happily, waving to her. I ran to her and hugged her tightly.

"Ready?" she said looking at her watch.

"But of course!" I said in a fake French accent. "Lead the way!" and with that, we headed off to the buses that would take us back home.