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Mitchie walked out of her class, and walked to her locker. It was time for lunch, which Mitchie was dreading. She didn't want to sit next to Caitlyn. As much as Mitchie liked the offer, she didn't think she could handle a full table of pity Caitlyn and her friends were bound to give her. She dialed the code to her lock, and slowly put her books in it.

Once her lock clicked, she stood up, and inhaled deeply. "You can do this, Mitchie." She whispered to herself. She then started her way to the cafeteria doors.

Her hand reached for the door handle, and she stepped inside. Bracing to hear muffles of laughter, and whispers about her, she walked to the lunch line looking at the floor and blocking out all voices.

Mitchie grabbed a tray, and put a plate of the lunch special on it. She reached to grab an apple, and flinched when her hand made contact with someone else's hand. She looked up and saw a boy that looked quite familiar. Maybe someone she saw on T.V? Curly hair, brown eyes, really skinny...Not a name popped up into her head. That didn't suprise her though. She hadn't watched T.V. in ages.

"Sorry" A soft, comforting voice came from his mouth. The corners of Mitchie's mouth lifted up, barley noticeable, and she looked down. Her hand pulled away from the apple, offering him to have it. His hand did the same. Mitchie noticed, and thought, "I really want this apple. If he pulled his hand away..he must not want it..." She extended her hand again for the apple. As did her. Their hands made contact again. She looked up at him, and he smiled.

"This apple isn't going to go anywhere if we don't decide who gets it." He laughed a bit. Mitchie smiled a little but didn't say anything. "Tell you what. You can have it." He picked it up, and put it on her tray. Mitchie just smiled.

"Thanks." She said.

Mitchie felt an awkward sense approaching, so she looked away from him, and continued to the cash register, where she proceeded on paying for her lunch.

When her lunch was payed for, she walked to the door, and looked to see what Caitlyn's table looked like. Mitchie met Caitlyn's eyes, and Caitlyn motioned for Mitchie to come sit. Mitchie apologetically smiled, and shook her head. Caitlyn nodded her head and let Mitchie go.

Mitchie walked to her usual lunch spot, where the notebook was. "I'm not going to let him ruin my perfectly good lunch spot." Mitchie said, and sat down on the quad bench. She started eating, and had an idea. She picked up the notebook, and opened it to the next clean page. With her free hand, she grabbed her apple, and bit into it. On the clean page, she rubbed the bitten apple insides on it. Following the apple, she took her fork and smudged the pasta sauce on the page. "Ha Ha. Maybe he'll be hungry." Mitchie said. Before she closed the book, her eyes were caught by the last words on the left hand backside page. I'm so sorry. That's what it had said.

"Ha. This should be good." Mitchie smirked. She flipped to the page before it, and started reading. By the end of the entry, Mitchie was giggling. She pulled a pen out of her bag and wrote to him.

December 5, 2008

The framed thing, is likely to happen. So I can't be so mad at you. But you could be lying. Their is really no way for me to know. And, HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHA. If your Nate Grey, then I'm Queen Latifah. Be real here, Nate. How do I even know that's your real name? I want truth. Tell me who you really are. Not all these lies, that only hurt me.

She closed the notebook, and forgot that she smudged it with food. She continued eating her lunch.

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Nate picked up his tray and put it in the stack where the Lunch helpers washed them. He thought to himself, "My lunch didn't feel complete. I wanted that apple." He frowned. Nate turned to the doors, and was going to go check to see if Mitchie had written in the notebook. He had time, after all. Lunch was only halfway through.

"Nate!" Shane's voice yelled across the cafeteria.

"Shane!" Nate yelled. Shane started running towards his brother.

"What's up, man?" Nate asked his brother who was panting. "Dude, your so out of shape." He continued.

"Shut up." He tried calming down his breathing. "I came to tell you that I need your help. My backpack got stuck on the roof. I need help getting down. All my friends are too heavy to throw-I mean lift on to the roof. We need to life you up there." Nate rolled his eyes. He really wanted to check the notebook. He had a feeling that their was something more their. But being the good brother he was, he said, "Ugh. Lead the way."

"The notebook isn't going to walk away." He thought to himself.

Gahh they were so close to actually meeting each other! I mean not like meeting each other in the not knowing their meeting each other way, but in the other meeting each other way! Confusing? I'm so lame. Haha. What do you guys think?

This Chapter can be thanked to my inspiration. The two songs I played repeatedly through out writing this- My life would suck with out you by Kelly Clarkson, and I wanna by the All American Rejects. I love those songs : ) haha.

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-Niki-