I spent the rest of the weekend packing up my belongings, leaving behind stuff that my parents wanted to keep or that were to big to take with like my dresser or my bed. Gennie's parent's already had given me the bed that'd been left there and they also were going to give me one of Gennie's old dressers from when she was little.

I didn't get back to Lima until 10:30 p.m on Sunday with two huge suitcases filled to the brim with all of me. I'm going to miss my parents, but I looked at it like I was getting a head start on the whole moving away for school extravaganza.

I try to be as quiet as I can, leaving the suitcases at the front. There was not a hope in hell I was going to haul them up the stairs and be silent at the same time.

Gennie's parents always went to sleep at nine or earlier sometimes. They said it was good for the body, but I just think that was an excuse to hide the fact that they liked to go to bed early. I would always tease Gennie about what they actually did. Eww, Kelsi that's so gross it's not even funny, she'd say.

I climb the stairs on all fours, spreading out my weight so that the carpet covered boards don't creek as much as they could've. Oh come on, I know you've done this once or twice. I reach the top and make my way to my room. Gennie will be awake. She wouldn't have been able to sleep. Neither would I, the excitement of starting school tomorrow is to great. Almost as soon as I've shut my door, there's a knock.

"Come in." I whisper. She enters, takes off the slippers she wore for the short walk over, and then gets into my new bed. "Sure, why not make yourself comfy." I tease.

"How'd it go?" She ignores my comment.

"Well it was quite the brain worker thinking about what needed to be packed and what needed to stay. I managed to get all of my clothes into one bag and the other if filled with other stuff like hair products and momentos." I sit on the end of the bed and fall back, my head landing right beside her body.

"Sounds like you had fun."

"Oh yeah," I say sarcastically. "What about you? What did you do all weekend?"

"Mostly just listened to my parents argue. I'll be so happy when we move into Dalton." I can remember smiling.

"Under one condition."

"Hmm?"

"No bringing back boys to our room."

"You can't be serious." She sits up and looks at me. "I think that rule should apply more for you then it should for me."

"What!?" I was stunned, but I know exactly what, no who, she's talking about.

"Don't act so innocent. I know you've got the hots for a certain good looking boy." I couldn't help but smile.

"Who, Sebastian?" I start to fumble with my hair.

"Who else? I saw the way you looked at him."

"I don't know...I mean...I think he's changed." She slaps my stomach. "Hey! What was that for?"

"Seriously? You guys were like eight the last time you saw each other. Of course he's not going to be the same person." She got off the bed, came around to my side, kissed the top of my head, and headed for the door. "At least try to get some sleep." And with that she's gone. Leaving me in semi darkness to ponder my thoughts.

The next morning there were plenty of tears to go around. Most of them were pouring out of the eyes of Gennie's mom, but her dad tried his hardest to fight them back too. What is really interesting was the fact that Gennie didn't push them away when they went to hug and kiss her, or tell them they were embarrassing her when they said 'I love you'. She wasn't at all distracted by the boys who walked passed her. It was actually sweet. It made me wish that my parents had been there to see me off.

"You be good now girls." Her mom says. She did wind up giving me a goodbye hug to, which I found awkward, but still welcomed it greatly.

"We will mom." Gennie says.

They left, Gennie said something about that taking forever, and I remained quite. I wonder what classes Sebastian had.

"Stop doing that." Gennie says as we walk to our first classes together. Mine English hers math. We had most of the same classes, but they still decided to split us up. I guess they wanted their classes to have more variety.

"Doing what?" I ask.

"You know what." Was it that obvious? Surly she couldn't tell I was day dreaming about him from just looking at my face. But then again it was probably just a lucky guess.

I smile and bump her shoulder. "I'll meet you here after class?"

"Yup. Have fun." And just like that I'm alone. I walk into the classroom. It's very simple looking, unlike the grand hallways that layer this beautiful school. It still has it's stone walls and high ceiling that looks very castle like, but other then that it resembles a regular highschool English class.

I don't know any of these people. Obviously. But they all look so welcoming. Each one looks at me very carefully; their eyes almost begging me to sit with them. I look around the room, scaling my bachelors when I see Sebastian. I almost chock on my own saliva and make a weird face as I try to hold back a coughing fit. It is like trying not to cough when you had a cold and are in the middle of a test. Everyone always wants you to shut up, but when it's their turn to be sick the feelings mutual.

I smile and make my way over to him. His blazer matches mine, costmary, and his hair is styled exactly like it was on Friday. Did he always look that good? The only difference between our outfits was that I wore a red skirt with mine.

"Hey," I say sitting next to him and giving him a smile. I want to make some goofy comment about him wearing the same thing as me today, but I restrain myself. I place my purse and backpack on the floor beside my seat. "Isn't it awesome that we have first class together?" He gives me a half smile.

"That seats taken."

"What?" His voice is so cold. Like he didn't want me there. Had I done something wrong?

"That seats taken." He repeats.

"Are you serious?" I ask, hoping he isn't.

"Yeah."

"Oh... I...I guess I'll move." I pick up my belongings and move up a seat. He really had changed.