"Today, class, we are going to see where all these acids and bases stand on the pH scale…" and that's all Maureen heard from her biology teacher, Mr. Rapp. She looked out the window, seeing the rain fall. Great, and me and Roger are going out for lunch after school, she thought with a small groan.

Just then, the door opened. Just like everyone else, Maureen turned back to see who it was coming in. It was the schools 'bad boy', Chris Pascal. She smirked and saw him walked to his seat slowly, most of the girls looking at his ass when he passed. She looked back forward, trying to keep her face from blushing. Her crush for this guy has been developing more and more each day.

"Class started about, let us say, ten minutes ago, Mr. Pascal," Mr. Rapp started and put his pen on the desk. "Can you tell me why you are ten minutes late?"

"Funny story actually! I was going to skip, because you know, school just isn't my thing, and then I realized what period this was, and I just COULDN'T miss this class, because, let me tell ya, its my favorite!" Everyone let out a small laugh, including Maureen.

Mr. Rapp shook his head. "Okay, next time, you're gettin' written up. Alright? Now, everyone, get into groups of three!" He stated and the class started.

During the whole class, Maureen and Chris would exchange little glances and smile to each other. But, Maureen knew it would be nothing more than casual eye sex. He was senior, who failed biology twice, hence why he was in her class and she was a sophomore. That rarely happened.

Right when Maureen put the eye dropper up the pH strip, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and saw Chris. "Can I help you?" She questioned her heart bear racing and her face getting hot.

"Well, I was wondering what you were doing this Friday," Chris started and ran his hand through his golden brown locks. "Around seven. I have this friend who's having a party, and I heard you know how to have a good time." Thanks to the guys bathroom wall, he thought with a small smile. "And, I mean, you can't really say no."

Maureen was taken back. This boy had balls. "Oh, really? Why can't I say no?" She questioned, flashing him that flirtatious smile she will carry out through the years. He's talking … to me.

"I'm hot, you're hot, our eye sex is just too much to not act on, and I kind of like you." When Chris saw he could make Maureen smile, he knew this was going to be easy. Asshole, right? Yeah, I know!

Maureen's face burned with – well, with whatever she was feeling right now. She couldn't even breathe, let alone think about what her damn feelings. "Well, I guess I could. It all depends on what you plan on doing."

You, he thought. ASSHOLE! Right? Yeah, I know. "Doesn't matter. We could go to a parking lot and sit there and talk for all I care," he told her. "As long as you're with me," he whispered and saw her hand on the lab table. He reached over and placed his on hers, just making it harder for her to say no.

Maureen was shocked. This boy knew exactly what to say, and when to say it, which made her heart race. "Alright," she agreed. "I'll go out with you." She pulled her hand away and got her pink pen with feathers at the top before writing her number on his hand. "Call me."

And the period was over. Maureen rushed out of the classroom to the get to the parking lot so Roger didn't leave without her. She saw Chris all the way at the end of the hallway and smirked a little. How the hell did he get over there? Is he like Jesus or something? "Tonight, Johnson," she heard him say and she smiled. "Tonight," she answered and ran down the stairs into the parking lot.

"What took you so long," Roger questioned and saw Maureen's huge smile. He smirked. "Why are you smiling like you just ate some French's mustard or something?"

"What?" Maureen said, finally coming back down from cloud nine. "Oh, nothing. I'm just happy its Friday." …And you're hiding this from your best friend, becauuuuse?

Eventually, Maureen and Roger made it to the local Burger joint. They always went there on Fridays and laughed 'til they couldn't even eat anymore, their stomachs hurt so much. But, today, Maureen didn't even feel like talking. She kept replaying what happened today in Biology. She was just completely dumbfounded by the whole thing, to the point where she kept freaking blushing.

And when Maureen grew up, blushing never happens. So, you can see how much this guy really affected her just by asking her out.

"…And he goes, 'Oh, my GOD! My favorite type of lube," was all Maureen heard from when she finally tuned into Roger's story.

When Roger noticed Maureen wasn't giggling or touching her food, he smirked. "Okay, youuuu're not telling me something," he announced and dropped his half eaten fry onto his plate. "So, spill."

Maureen smiled really wide. "Alright! You know Chris Pascal? Like, the hottest guy ever to walk the planet with the nicest bulge I've ever seen?"

"Oh, my God! Of course! Like, he's so freaking cute. I just want to like .. I don't even know. But, he's so hot!" Roger said in his best preppy girl impression. "Like, totally! What about that hot stud?"

Maureen glared at him and threw a fry at him. "Shut up, you ass. But, ANYWAY! He asked me out on like a date kinda, I think, maybe. But, whatever. You know, I've like admired him from afar. And, he noticed me! I don't know. It's just … really amazing. And you go and make fun of me!" She threw another fry at him and smiled sweetly.

"I'm happy for you." Roger has feelings? Wow! Or, well at least had feelings. "So, when's this tool taking you out?"

"Tonight," the younger diva answered.

Roger pouted. "Maureeeeen!" He whined. "Tonight's every episode of Batman known to man Marathon! And you promised me you'd the spend the night to watch it with me!"

Maureen's hand met her mouth. How could she forget? She loved Batman more than Roger! And he remembered. "Fuck," she groaned. "Oh, my God. Roger. I'm so sorry. Can I come over afterwards? I'll bring fooooooddddd," Maureen said in a sing song voice.

Roger could never give up food. "Okay, okay, okay. I'll tape it for you, and then we can go get high tomorrow," he said, smiling that irresistible smile that every girl fell for … minus Maureen.

"Oooh, thank GOD. I need to do that," Maureen stated and looked down at her watch. "Sorry to cut our Best Friend Date short, but I got to go get ready," she stated and smiled really wide. "Drive me home?" She pouted that Maureen Johnson pout.

"I hate when you do that," Roger murmured and nodded. "Alright, c'mon," he said and stood up, placing a twenty on the table. "You better fill me in on what happens tonight. Like, EVERYTHING."

Maureen smirked. "Will do."