So first period's pretty lame. Blah, blah, physics. The aerodynamics of this plus the velocity of that gives you... something pointless. Yay, now am I done?

I look at the clock, I've been in here for 45 minutes. Ugh, I hate school, the only good thing about school are the B days and today is a A day. Oh, and lunch, luckily all my friends have my lunches. I wonder if Spencer has my lunch.

"Hey, you got a pencil I can borrow." says Abby. Abby's a friend... a hot friend. I don't know how I managed to become friends with her. This girl, has straight A's, she actually does her school work. And she has never gotten into any trouble with the law or the school officials. So how do I know her, you ask? Old folks home. She volunteers a lot at those places and she just so happened to be at the one I was forced to do community service at. Remember how I got arrested for not being a pushover? Well, that was my punishment, working with old people and watching this amazing girl. Hey, now, I don't like her or anything, I just think she's gorgeous and nice. I would never taint her mind.

I have a pencil in my hand, I offer it to her, "You can borrow anything of mine that you want." I say kind of seductively. Okay, so I lied. What's some harmless flirting if you know it's not going anywhere?

She smiles and blushes, god, I love doing that to people. And I love flirting with Abby because she does it all the time, cute. She takes the pencil from me slowly, "Thanks."

"No, thank you." I smile at her. She shakes her head, rolls her eyes and turns her attention back to the teacher. Now she's tuning me out, what a good girl.

I stare at the board blankly for the next ten minutes. I think some thing's crawling in my pants, what the hell—oh, it's my cell. I just got my cellphone back and I'm kinda not use to the vibrating thing. I broke my cell because I got angry one night and threw it against the wall. Hey, but in all fairness... I was really angry and apparently that justifies my decision. Anyway, my cell's vibrating. I got a text from Jamie or Chrissy, they probably want me to skip—nope, I'm wrong. And I'm glad I am.

From Spencer: How are u?

I smile huge and I'm sure anyway that's staring at me probably thinks I'm a total freak. I look away from my 'Kick to see who's watching me. Abby. I smile, "What?"

She shakes her head, "Nothing." and turns back to the board smiling.

I direct my attention back to my phone. I can't believe she sent me a text, I'm kinda really excited. Why am I so excited over a stupid text I mean she could just be bored. And if she was just bored she could texted Kyla or her other friends. Like, bitch face, Madison. But she texted me so she wants me. Okay, I'm jumping to conclusions. Anyways, I better text back. I say: Being bored in physics, the most pointless class on the planet, u? That was innocent, no flirting for a change.

While my phone has my full attention I look through my pictures. That's what I do when I'm bored, delete pictures on my Sidekick. Jamie and me, Jamie, Jamie and me, Kyla, Chrissy, Chrissy, Jamie, Daniel and me, Micheal, Micheal and me, Jamie, Kyla, Chrissy—half naked picture of Erin. Okay, that was unexpected, I don't know how that got in there. I'm lying, I know exactly how that got there. When we were still together and in love and crap she sent me this. It's one of those scene kid things, where the girl writes their lovers' name on their body. In this one, she's covering her chest with her arms and there's my name, Ashley, written just under her belly button and right above her panties. I sigh, I wish things didn't happen the way they did... but whatever, she regrets it, I'm sure. Yeah, right, who am I kidding? She's probably way better off.

The vibration from my Sidekick brings me back to reality. Text from Spencer: lol, I'm in spanish. hey, don't you have study hall next period?

Dang, girl, already stalking me? Nice. How'd he even know that? I text her back: Si, senorita, I have study hall next. Snore. I look up at the board and turns out he'd done teaching for today. Wow, that's not like Mr. Hall at all, he usually likes to take up the whole class period. I look over to Abby, aw, she looks so innocent doing her work, "So is he done early?" I say interrupting her.

She looks at me then nods, "Yeah, isn't that weird?"

"Yeah, it is. Did you take any notes?" I ask being stupid. Of course she did.

"Yeah, unlike you 'miss I'm gonna text and smile stupidly'." she smirks.

I laugh, "Shut up, someone texted me who I didn't expect to text me."

"Someone you like?" she says nudging me.

I'm not gonna blush, that's something I just don't do... I'm lying again, man, what is up with me today? "Could be." I'm not saying yes and I'm not saying no... but we all know it's a yes.

"Do I know her?" Abby asks.

I shake my head as my phone vibrates, "Nah, probably not." let's so who wants my body, I bet it's Spence—no, it's Jamie. She says: Not going to lunch, skipping with Seth. Ugh, I cringe when I hear and see that name. I don't have a good feeling about him but what can I do? She already told me a million times about how she doesn't like Chrissy but I'm not gonna stop being with her so it's pointless of me to tell her not to fool around with the kid.

I roll my eyes and text her: Fine... bitch. I look back up to Abby, "I don't think you do. She's new."

"Oh," Abby's smile grows even bigger, "Breaking them in?"

I smile, "You know." then wink. She just shakes her head and redirects her attention back to her notes. I look at the clock, 5...4...3...2...1! The bell rang! I guess time sure does pass when you're talking to hot girls, well, girl but you catch my drift.

I gather all my crap up, Abby holds out her hand to hand me back my pencil. I shake my head, "Keep it, I know I'm not gonna use it today." she smiles and shrugs. Aw, I don't know why she's so cute to me... I could never bring her fully into my world, I'd kill her. Seriously, no lie.

I walk out into the hallway, Spencer never texted me back... playing with my emotions already. Well, fine, I don't care anyways. "Hey." a voice says to me, it's coming from the right side of me. It's gotta be Spencer.

I turn around smiling, "What are you, like, stalking me now?" and my smiles has fallen off the face of the planet, "Why are you talking to me?"

"Just saying hi." Erin says. Yes, Erin. The girl who ruined everyone else's chance to fall in love with me.

I nod, "Okay." is all I manage to get out of my lungs. Why are the walls suddenly closing in on me an why is my mouth so fucking dry? Um, I haven't really talked to her after she ended everything, I never really got to yell at her and go bitch nasty on her ass...

My phone's ringing, who could it be? It is... my girlfriend. Man, I'm totally in love with her, no doubt. "Hey, baby." I say picking up my phone and smiling that stupid smile.

"Hi." she says... coldly.

"Um, what's up?" I ask. I should ask her if any thing's wrong--

"Look, we gotta talk." damn, those words, this can't be good.

"Alright, are you okay, ba--"

She cuts me off, "I don't wanna be with you anymore."

Um, ouch, I think something shattered... oh yeah, my heart, "What?"

"You're gay. I'm not. You're a... nobody and I'm a cheerleader. It's never gonna work." she says like these are the facts of life. I'm beneath her. Not superior to her.

I shake my head as I slowly slide down my wall to the floor, "You're kidding, right?"

She sighs, "No and I was never in love with you," she scoffs but it's more like a little laugh, "Me and Madison planned this just—just to mess with you."

I blink three times before a tear rolls down my right cheek, "Well, you're a good actress."

"I know."

What more can I even say? This—this is horrible. I purse my lips, "So I meant nothing to you?" I ask one last time.

It takes her quite some time to answer, "N—no."

I sigh, close my eyes and gulp hard, I really want this to work. I love her, honestly, "I—uh—I—" Laughter in her background throws me off, "Am I on speaker?" I say growing more angry than hurt.

"Yeah!" Madison's stupid ass voice rings through my ears. Her laughter and annoying voice, god, I just wanna kick her ass.

I nod and bite my bottom lip, "Fine. Fuck you, fuck this. Oh, and since our 'thing' was just some big joke," I use air quotes even though no one's watching me, "I guess it meant nothing when you went down on me, huh? Was that apart of your whole thing? Well, bravo, you actually did a pretty good job." I hang up my phone and toss it against the wall. Now she can't call me and apologize... fuck her.

"Look, I wanna—" she started but Spencer came up, thank god.

"Hey!" she says happily and putting her hand on my arm.

I look at her and I found my smile in no time, "Hey."

Spencer smiles at me then notices there's someone standing next to me, "Hey, Erin." damn it, they know each other.

Erin fakes a smile, "Hey, Spencer." and Erin gives one of those quick waves. She must hate Spencer.

"You know Ashley?" Spencer asks still smiling but pointing at me.

Erin shakes her head, "N—"

"Nah, she ran into me and she was just saying sorry." Wouldn't want anyone thinking Erin actually liked me... the nobody, but then again she didn't like me or love me now did she?

Erin nods, "Yeah."

Spencer nods, too, "Oh, well, you should, she's kinda cool."

I scoff, "Kinda? Psh, girlfriend, I blow you out of the water with my coolness."

She laughs, "Well, hey, I think I'm gonna go to class." Erin says then walks away quickly.

I look at Spencer with an eyebrow raised, "Weird, girl."

"She's actually nice." Spencer says. I roll my eyes, if only she knew.

Little does Spencer know huh? Erin nice? We'll see.

xoxo