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Late August:

We were dropped off at the gas station across the street of John Adams, our new high school, to avoid traffic. Is high school really like what I see in the movies? I would be really excited about this but, I have so much on my mind right now. Miss Miller was sicker than ever. I mean, she's dying. And, we'll be moving in with our parents in a couple months. Are our "parents" as nice as Miss Miller describes? Oh, and there's Simon! I can't live like this. Way too much stress for me to handle.

At the corner of my eye, I saw what seemed to be a junior.

"Hey, guys let's follow her so we don't get lost," I whispered, to the group.

"Yeah, okay," Eleanor squealed, while being held in Theo's arms. They're going out now. It's so cute. Why can't Simon ask me already?!

Simon speedily grabbed my hand and confidently followed the junior to the school. Once we got through the school entrance, I was amazed. The school campus was gigantic.

As we stood there in amazement, we lost the junior. Great, where do we go next? So, I saw this big line and I thought that's where the schedule line would be.

"I think the line's over there," I said, pointing at it.

We waited for like five minutes and I still wasn't sure.

"Hey, is this where we get our schedules?" someone asked me.

"I'm not sure," I quickly responded.

He asked someone else, "Is this the schedule line?"

"No, it's the Schedule Problem line," the student replied.

"Then…where do we get it," Brittany asked.

"At the MPR," the student pulled a map out of her backpack, then and pointed out where it was.

We all hurried to get our schedules. My hand in Simon's, his hand in mine, it was like a dream. When we reached the open doors of the MPR, dang! The MPR, the Multi-Purpose Room, was massive, too. Well, at least it was separated into four sections -- freshmen, sophomores, juniors, and seniors. By last name, too.

Simon let go of my hand and the Chipmunks went to the "S's" line were, on the freshman side. My sisters and I ran to the "M" line.

"Name please," the lady asked.

"Miller," we all answered.

She flipped through the papers, "Brittany, Eleanor, and Jeanette Miller?"

"Yup, thank you," we said in a giddy way.

The six of us were gathered in the middle of the room, right on top of a picture of an eagle on the floor.

"1, 2, 3," we all screeched, now wondering if we have any classes together. We all revealed our schedules.

I had a class with Simon, "Yay, we have sixth period AP Biology together with Mrs. Orozco!" I started hopping in place, in happiness. As I was hopping in place, I stepped on one of my shoelaces. Suddenly, I was collapsing into his arms.

Simon caught my frail body. My face was two inches away from his face. "Cool," Simon whispered into my hair.

"Uh-hum," I heard someone clear their throat.

Simon and I looked up and it was our principal, Mr. Ashfield.

"Please, no PDA. Not in my school," Mr. Ashfield went.

"Um, no. We're not…um. He just caught me. I was falling and…" I faltered.

Simon then chucked his hand to cover my mouth.

"Now, I don't want you two to get in trouble on the first day," he warned.

"Yes, sir," Simon said, trying to hold in his laughter.

When he turned around, Simon and I began to laugh so hard. Not quite loud enough for him to hear, though.

BUUUUUURRRRRRRIINNGG!

Everyone scattered around us.

"Bye, Jean."

"Bye, Si."

We slowly drifted away from each other. When we were about ten feet away from each other, my heart completely melted.

A couple seconds later:

Shoot where do I go for PE? The locker room? Well, I'm lost.

"Does anyone know where I go for PE," I asked loudly.

"You meet at the football field," someone answered.

"Thanks," I smiled.

Now the problem is, is that I have no idea where the football field is. So, I ran around for three minutes, trying to look for the football field. I heard, "Hey, I think I found the football field for PE," a faint voice said.

"Thank goodness," I sighed in relief. Finally.

So, now where's my class?

"Okay, so here's Mr. Dao's class, Ms. Bronx, and Mr. Vine," a coach yelled, pointing to each spot where each teacher gathered their class.

I sat on the cold metal bleacher of Mr. Vine's class. Every student was chatting among themselves and in this class. But, not me.

On the way to Fifth Period:

The whole day I was completely lost. I didn't know anyone in all of my classes. Why? Because the majority of the kids from Belleview Middle School went to Lincoln Heights High, home of the bears, the rival school of John Adams.

Finally a familiar face in fifth period Geometry with Mrs. Teagarden. Yay, it's Beané! I'm so happy!

"Jeanette," Beané yelled in amusement, while running in open arms.

"Beané," I shrieked, running to hug her. "Girl, do I have things for you to catch up on!"

Instead of paying attention to Mrs. Teagarden, we silently caught up on so many things we endured over the summer. I told her about everything. Including, Miss Miller dying and what I think of Simon.

"Wow, you've gotta be kidding me," Beané blurted.

"Not even, why would I make this up," I whispered.

"Oh, Jeanette," she said in a voice filled with sorrow, giving me a hug. "Well, hey, let's get off this subject. Let me see your schedule."

I handed her my schedule and went, "Here you go."

She compared the schedules and she had this big smile on her face, "We have AP Bio together," holding out her hand for a high-five.

"Simon has AP Bio, too, my two favorite people," I replied, letting out a giggle.

45 minutes left:

BUUUUUURRRRRRRIINNGG!

"Beané, let's go to AP Bio. It's all the way on the other side of the school campus," I murmured.

"Okay, okay, don't get your shoes in a knot," she snapped.

I ran out of the room as fast as I could and I crashed into…Simon. Literally, in one second I collapsed onto his body making him fall, too. My forehead against his, our lips only a mere one and a half inches away from each other.

"Um, hi," I whispered, my eyes all wide-eyed.

"Hi," he replied.

I was still on top of him. "So, what are you doing here?"

"I came to pick you up, I thought that we could walk to class together," he whispered with a smile. "And, Jeanette?"

"Yeah," I instantaneously asked.

"I think you should get off of me before we're late," Simon continued.

"Oh, I'm so sorry" I apologized, while getting off of his body. "Are you okay?"

"Yup," Simon asked. "You?"

"Uh-huh," I chuckled.

Wow, I fell on the first day of school. AGAIN! Great. And, I stayed on him for, practically, a minute. A whole sixty seconds. I like him and all, but not so much to crush him.

Author's Note: Aww…and the principal thought they were a couple! Has anyone noticed that she falls on him a lot. And, how he happens to be there to catch her, coincidently. Lol! I'm such in a movie cliché mood right now. Well, please review! And, I accept anonymous reviews!