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Chapter 4 "Great Zack, just great..."

I made it through the rest of the day, since I had a friend now. Kristin is pretty nice, and she helped me not to get lost anymore.

I walked into the Tipton, with my binder in hand and a tired look plastered to my face.

I saw Maddie at the candy counter, talking to a girl who had long dark hair like my own, and was dressed in really expensive looking clothes.

"Hey Morgan!" Maddie said, waving a little wave, smiling.

"Hey Maddie, and…?" I said, not knowing who the other girl at the counter was.

"London." Maddie said, pointing to the girl.

"Yes?" The girl said, looking bewildered and confused.

"Well, nice to meet you London." I said, thinking that the girl who had just spoken was dumber than a post.

"Do you want anything?" Maddie asked me.

"Uhh…sure, just one of those packs of M &&M's. I'm pretty worn out." I answered, and then taking the pack from her hand.

"See ya later." She said, as I walked away.

"Yah, thanks." I said back, walking into the elevator, and pushing the 23rd floor button.

I got up to my suite, and then walked into the living room, feeling my cell phone vibrating against my skin, making me shake.

I couldn't answer, since I had my hands full with my binder and my pack of M &&M's.

I put my things down on the table, and then pulled out my glittery pink cell phone from my butt pocket of my jean skirt.

It had stopped ringing, and now it had an envelope flashing on the screen to say that I had a new message. Curious to see who it was, I pushed the center button, and then it went to my voicemail box.

The message surprised me, and hearing his voice made me melt.

"Hey Morgan, it's Zack again. I know these messages are really pathetic and everything, but what-ever. Anyway, I just called to tell you that you looked beautiful today at school, as always. I better go, before the principal catches me with my phone on school grounds, I'll talk to you later."

Then, he hung up the phone, and the message was over.

I didn't know what to say. It was so sweet. This on top of the song, I felt like the most beautiful girl in the world, or at least in his world.

I wanted to go down to the lobby and find him.

I wanted to tell him that he is the best guy ever, and that he's so awesome, but part of me wanted to stay back and wait for the next surprise.

It's like already knowing what you got for Christmas before the day, but you want to wait and see all the other things on the actual day.

I sat down at the table, and then started to do the endless amount of homework I had for Social Studies.

After I finished, I changed into some PINK sweatpants from Victoria Secret, and a white tank top, with my fuzzy pink socks.

I was on my bed, writing in my diary, when I heard the text message ring from my phone.

I jumped up from my bed, and then opened the phone, looking at the lighted up screen.

It was from a number I didn't know, but it seemed familiar to me in some way, I just had a tiny feeling.

I opened the message, seeing that it was from Zack, and that was totally obvious to me.

It said:

Hey…I saw you today from my locker. You looked beautiful.

I was completely breathless when I read the text. I had to reply, I mean, it was just SO sweet.

Thanks. I saw you too, right back at 'cha.

I wrote in the text, and then pressed the send button in the corner, hoping he would reply soon.

He replied in what seemed like hours later, even though it was only a couple minutes.

We kept talking for hours, and then I had to go to sleep, since it was getting close to about 12 at night, and I was so tired of sending text messages.

She is perfect.

She's beautiful, sweet, and nice. She seems pretty cool, at least from what I have noticed, since I only talked to her a couple of times from the day we met.

Something about her feels so right.

I mean, when I talk to her, I get all nervous and wonder if I'm saying the right things. But, when I'm around her, like at school or when we bump into each other, I get all these knots in my stomach, and I get all excited about seeing her.

I've never felt that way about anyone in my life. Well, at least not any GIRL that I just met.

She's just, I don't know, DIFFERENT. All the girls around here are all the same, you know, the blonde hair blue eyes thing, with the same fake smile that hurts me every time I tell her how I feel.

I mean, I've had a lot of girlfriends, but they were only in it because I have a reputation of being an amazing kisser.

Which, is no lie or anything, but still, once I told them how I felt, it was over. All they wanted me for was my makeout skills, which are pretty fantastic, if I do say so myself.

But, when I see her and when she talks to me, I feel something more than just making out with her. I want to get to know her.

I know all of my family and friends wouldn't believe I said this, since they all think that I'm not sensitive, but I am.

She's so perfect, and all I know is her name. The only problem is, I have a girlfriend already. Great Zack, this is just great.