A/N: So here is Chapter 5. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed thus far, your suggestions have impacted this chapter somewhat. Let me be the first to say that I LOVE SPRING BREAK! But I still have softball so I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up. But here is Chapter 5, so Enjoy!

Whoa- Paramore

Chapter 5

Whoa

Sunday at Chelsea's was pretty uneventful. We slept late and pretty much just hung out around her house all day. She was completely stunned when I told her that I had never seen The Notebook and she insisted that I absolutely had to watch it. So we went to a rental store and got it.

We are at Chelsea's right now watching it and I don't think I have been breathing ever since she pressed play. I can't believe they died! But it is absolutely the sweetest love story I have ever seen in my entire life.

"W-w-why can't I have a l-love like that?" I ask Chelsea between my sobs. What can I say I'm a softy.

"Don't worry girl, I'm sure you will."

"I think we should probably go ahead and go to bed"

"Yeah, you have to get your beauty rest for Cory."

I just smile at her and head up the stairs. That night I had a very confusing dream. Let's just say that it starred one brown haired, brown-eyed angel. I was a little freaked out, but it's just a dream, right?

The next morning when Chelsea and I got to school, Cory was waiting in the parking lot. So I got out of the car and ran up behind him before he turned around.

"Guess who," I said in the fakest voice that I could make as I covered his eyes.

He laughed and pretended to be thinking. "Hmmm, who is average height, has long blonde hair, and the most gorgeous blue eyes that I have ever seen? It wouldn't happen to be someone like that now would it?"

I uncover his eyes smiling. "Maybe," I say blushing. I lean in to give him a good morning kiss as Chelsea walks up.

"Uhhh. Do you guys ever stop being nauseating?"

I stare Cory in the eyes. "No, not really."

Chelsea just smiles and starts walking to first period. Cory and I follow and catch up with her.

"So did you girls have fun this weekend, without me?" He is just so darn cute, sweet, and funny. I wish I knew why I am stopping myself from fully letting him into my heart.

Thankfully Chelsea took charge and answered Cory's question while I was stuck in thought. "Yeah, we just hung out. You know, quality best friend time." Chelsea's voice snaps me out my daze and I just see Cory shaking his head in acknowledgment as we stop at his class.

"See you at lunch babe." He smiles and leans down to peck me on the lips.

Chelsea and I continue waking to English. "Well you two seem happy."

"Yeah, I guess" I say walking into English class and sitting my things down.

"Uh-oh girl. Spill it. What's up?"

I turn to face her but wait a second to make sure I know what I'm going to say.

"Well I am really happy and he is a great guy. It's just…" I trail off, trying to collect my thoughts. "I don't know why but there's a part of me that won't let him in completely. You know?"

"Yeah, totally. It's like you really like him but you don't want to get hurt."

"Yes! But I'm not sure why."

Mr. Wallace walks in and sits his things on his desk just as Chelsea was about to reply. "Good morning class! You may talk quietly amongst yourselves as I call the roll. Just be sure and say here when I call your name or you will be counted as absent. Ok…Sarah Anderson…"

Chelsea taps me on the shoulder as I am sending a text message to Cory. "I don't know girl. Just give it time I guess."

"Yeah, I guess."

"…Allison Brown…"

In an effort to start another conversation with Chelsea, I asked her what she was doing this weekend.

"Well I'm not sure. You think you could come to the movies with me maybe?"

"…Spencer Carlin…"

"Here!" I say before replying. "That sounds good. But can-"

"Yes Cory can come," Chelsea says knowingly. "Now I get to be the third wheel, again. As long as we are still on for our Movie Monday tonight."

"Yes we are still on. And I'm sorry if you feel like the third wheel all the time. If it makes you feel any better, you can be the front wheel," I say smiling widely.

"…Ashley Davies…"

Huh?

"…Ashley Davies…"

Great! Not only can I not get her off my mind lately but now I'm hearing her name. That's just awesome.

So after Mr. Wallace finally finishes taking role I turn on my I-pod as he writes all of the Shakespearean plays that we will study this year. I begin copying all of them down and then suddenly I can't feel my arm anymore. What the hell! There are tingles running up and down my whole arm. I turn my head and look at my shoulder where someone's hand is resting. I pause my I-pod and trail my eyes up their arm.

"Hi, could you move your stuff out of my seat?"

I know that voice.

I look into their face.

I can't breathe, my heart just stopped, and I'm pretty sure I'll be picking my jaw up off the floor later.

"Ashley…" I choke out.

"Spencer…"

I hear loud ringing in my ears and then everything went black.

I wonder what heaven looks like. Maybe it's something like the bright light that I just opened my eyes to. Wow! Sitting up was not a good idea. As my eyes begin to clear and come into focus, I see someone with brown curly hair in front of me. They turn towards me as I begin to cough.

"Well hello there dear! I was wondering when you would come to." The woman smiles at me, obviously happy that I'm now conscious.

"Yea, ummm… what happened?" I ask scratching my throbbing head.

"It's kind of a funny story actually. You see there was a fire drill and apparently someone stood up and swung their purse or bag around and hit you square in the back of your head."

"Oh" is all I can manage due to my throbbing headache.

"Hold on just a moment sweetie and we can get you out of here and back to class," she says beaming at me.

"Ok," I say getting lost in my own thoughts. Didn't I see Ashley today? Ashley Davies? The girl who took my heart and still hasn't given it back. I think I finally figured out why things don't feel right with Cory. I have no heart to give him, to love him with.

:Peeks out from behind blanket:

I'm not sure I like it. It didn't turn out like I had planned, but I guess we can blame that on my imagination. It usually does it's own thing while my common sense sits and watches in amazement.

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