It was only about 15 minutes before i heard a knocking on the door. My Mama answered the door before i could even get to it. I stood at the top of the stairs, looking down as she answered it, opening to the black haired and tanned boy that was making my heart race. I kept my breathing low.

-Hello...and you are?- asked my mama. Beck just smiled and introduced himself. Saying he was a friend of me.

-Oh i see. Hold on one second and ill grab her for you. please come in.- My mama said, letting him inside. He kicked his shoes off as i returned to my room quickly, pretending i had been studying the whole time. My pencil was in my hand and my eyes on my paper. Mama came in, knocking on the door quietly as she entered.

-Darling, you have a visitor.- She said. -A Beck?-

I smiled and walked over to her. -Hes going to study with me tonight.- I said.

-Well ill leave you to it.- SHe smiled. -Just leave the door open for me.- I grinned guiltily. I wasnt planning on doing anything with him of course, but it was my mamas rule. Friends were ok, guy friends, the door had to be open. And i was ok with that. It was no big deal really. Slowly walking down the stairs, i came up behind him.

-Hey.- I said shyly. He turned around and waved slightly.

-Wassup my new friend?- He asked. I retorted with a "Nothing much" and motioned my hand for him to come with me. We walked up the stairs, past boxes and boxes of new stuff for the house.

-Pardon the placement of all these boxes. We should be moved in soon enough.- I said. He nodded.

-Its cool. Your house definantly feels quite homey.- He said...akwardly almost. As if he couldnt find the right words to put into this situation. But more importantly, he said it shyly. I smiled a little on the inside from this. As we entered my room, he looked around. The room fluttered with purple and blacks. My bedspread was a purple, poofy one with black butterflies on it while the walls were a lilac with black undertones. My walls were already covered in pictures of my favorite actors and actresses, as well as art and literature pieces.

As if i hadnt done it a million times, i started blushing, sitting on my bed where my papers were scattered for class. I brushed them aside and made room for him to sit down.

-So...homework...- I said akwardly. I knew this wasnt my cup of tea. Not once in my life had i a real boyfriend, a real kiss, nothing. so i didnt know how to treat boys. Beck looked in his bag and pulled out a book.

-Improv homework...awful...- He flipped the book open. Our improv homework was that we needed to do an individual scene based on something from a different era.

He looked over at me. -What did you decide to do?-

-Classical 19th centry garb. Moulin Rouge and stuff like that.- I said, sucking on the tip of my pencil.

-I thought that was a movie.- He said confused.

-The movie was based on 19th centry France and the brothel, or the Moulin Rouge, was a hit at the time. Im pretending to be a showgirl at the M.R. and getting ready for her big premiere.- I explained further. He mustered out a "Fasinating" and moved on to look in his book. We stayed in silence for a bit as i wrote my skit, getting ever so intimate with it. I loved writing my own plays, but performing them was a different thing. I wanted to be an actress, but i always got so scared over that kinda stuff. Exspecially with the kinda stuff that involved romance. I dont do romance.

-What have you got for your skit?- I asked.

He chuckled. -Nothing at all...im so blank it makes a piece of paper seem colorful.- He looked down at his book.

-Well then what do you know? What era do you like? Are you the classy 19th centry or the futuristic 21st centry?- I asked him.

He shrugged a little. -I guess im more of the 20th centry. Wars and stuff.-

-Be a soldier then, go through the rice paddies in Korea...or or how about a confederate army soldier against the north?- I said, my head turned a bit to the side. He smiled and laughed a little bit.

-Your a smart girl. i Think i have my idea all ready then.- He took out a sheet of paper. Instantly, he was writing. I felt satisfied by this, but suddenly, a buzzing came out of the air. I looked down and it wasnt my phone. It was Beck's. He pulled out his phone, finding a text from Jade was left on his phone.

-Where are you? I stopped by the RV and you werent there. And Dont lie to me.- He read aloud. He texted her back quick and put the phone down without a word. I looked at him, curious but pulled back. -What did you say to her?-

He just grinned. -I lied again. Right now i just need time away from her. for the past 2 days, shes clung to me. Nothing less then clinging. Shes been over to my house every day this week, and now she wont let me go. Its just that i need time to hang with other people too, ya know?-

Of course i knew. Anyone with a girlfriend like Jade, who obviously if i knew my psychology was clingy and lonely, would want someone out of their hair immediately. it was sad, but i understood his predicament. I stared at him, my face going red and butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I couldnt really say anything though. i wasnt able to. I was shy and nervous. But i needed to put that aside. He was here to see me after all. I needed to put on my most confident face and enjoy it.

That night after he left, i jumped around my room like a little fangirl. i really had an appriciation for this god given gift of friendship i was taking in.

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Ya know the feeling you get when you know someone is watching you? Well that is my feeling today. I looked around really quickly during the day and saw no one. So i continued to put books in my undecorated locker. Suddenly, I knew the feeling of being watched wasnt a fake feeling. Suddenly, my locker slammed in my face. It was Jade. I should have known she wouldnt leave me alone...but wait! what if she knew about Beck and my homework hangout last night? Crap.

-So, did you have FUN with my boyfriend last night?- She asked me. Nailed it. But i owned a bit of confidence from last night.

-I dont know what you are talking about.- I reopened my locker and continued to replace my books in my bag.

She reclosed it. -Dont you lie to me. I know your type. Your the quiet one that will sneak up behind someones back and take whats already owned.-

-You dont have to worry about a thing, Jade.- I said, turning to her and leaning against my locker. My skirt swayed with the movements of my hips. -Beck is a nice guy, but hes not my type. Im content without him being taken from you, believe me.-

She glared at me. There was no way that she'd let me live it down if it killed her. -If anything happens between you and Beck while we are together, you will regret it.- She flipped her hair back and walked away from me. If anything i was, it wasnt frightened by this. She talked the talk, but if she walked the walk, id be a little more nervous.