My (Diary) P.O.V.

Later, Nikki & I were going to our lockers. As we were putting our combination in, we both saw that notes fell out of our lockers. We both picked them up, & it looked alot like a love poem. It said:

You are so beautiful, artistic & talented
And I see that you are valid
I want to take your hand
Walk into a beautiful land
I want to spend time with you
I just wanna say "I love you",

Your Secret Admirer.

As Nikki & I read the letters, we both blushed. "I think I know who these are from," said Nikki. "Yeah...me, too," I said. We looked over & saw Kyle & Brandon talking.

We blushed more. "Yep, it's got to be them," I said. Then the bell rang. "What class do we have now?" I asked. "I believe we have French class," said Nikki.

"Oh, okay," I said. As we walked..."Hi, Taylor," said Kyle. "Hey, Nikki," said Brandon. Nikki & I blushed even deeper. "Uhh...h-hi, Kyle," I said. "Do you 2 have French now?" asked Brandon. "Mm-hmm," Nikki & I said in unison.

"Cool, so do we," said Kyle happily. "Oh, cool," I said. Brandon & Kyle walked with Nikki & I. "OMG...OMG...OMG!" I thought excitedly.

Kyle's P.O.V.

As Brandon & I were walking with Nikki & Taylor, I felt really...good. Plus, I think Nikki & Taylor knew about Brandon & I giving them the 'Secret Admirer' poems.

Even though I just met Taylor today, & I then fell in love. I mean, she's talented, nice, & sweet. And she's very considerate. All of those...CCP girls keep on flirting with me.

But all of them are not my type. Only Taylor's my type. (I already said the things OF my type). And I think I'll be really happy if she would be my girlfriend.

My (Diary) P.O.V.

I just really know that Kyle wrote this. But you know...I'll find out later. The 4 of us arrived at French class & I sat next to Kyle. We were learning French etc, etc.

The teacher eyed me suspicously. He came near my desk. Everyone, including Kyle watched me. "Quel est votre nom, mademoiselle? (What is your name, miss?)," asked the teacher in French.

"Mon nom est Taylor & je suis nouveau ici, monsieur. Enchanté. (My name is Taylor & I'm new here, sir. It's nice to meet you.)," I said in French.

"Appréciez-vous cette classe à ce jour, Taylor? (Are you enjoying this class so far, Taylor?)" the teacher said. "Oui, monsieur. Je vous remercie beaucoup. (Yes, sir. Thank you very much.)" I said. The class was very amazed by my French-speaking. Especially Nikki.

The teacher was amazed himself. "Well, let's get started on our lesson, class," said the teacher in his French accent. "Wow, how'd you do that?" asked Nikki.

"Oh, I speak alot of languages: English, French, Japanese, Chinese, Spanish, German, & Italian," I said. "Whoa! That's amazing," said Nikki.

"Yeah, I don't think I ever met a person who could speak so many languages," said Kyle. "Me neither," said Brandon. "Mm-mmm," said Nikki as she agreed with Kyle & Brandon.

MacKenzie began to felt SUPERjealous. "I thought I'M supposed to be the most SUPERtalented girl in the school," said MacKenzie. Nikki & I over heard MacKenzie. "Whatever..." we said in unison, quietly.