A/N: Okay, chapter two :) By the way, at the end of the story I will have a list of the songs :) I will tell you if you got them right or not, though. Read and Review!

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I watched Drew through my window, my mind finally made up. He wouldn't be mine – because he's got a girlfriend now. And she's a real bitch. I can see him talking to her – to Briana – on his mobile right now. In fact, I can hear him. And I can hear her too. Drew's window is open, and so is mine. It is summer, after all.

Briana is yelling at him about something he did. I honestly don't know why he chose her. Am I jealous? Well, yes! I've only known him for around ten years! I understand him a lot better than Briana ever will.

I sighed, and placed my notepad on my lap, scrawling random study notes on the blue lines. I pulled out my iPod touch, and slid my finger across the 'UNLOCK' bar. A white message appeared on the screen.

REMINDER
Tomorrow: Wednesday 17th October: Drew's Birthday.

I sighed, deleting the reminder. I played ACDC's TNT. Drew liked that song. Briana probably didn't. Bopping along to the music, I scribbled more notes down on my notepad, until I heard a knocking sound from Drew's house. I looked up, smiling. Drew smiled back at me.

I wrote two words on my notepad and held them up to the window.

'You OK?' it said. Drew scribbled a note on some spare paper, and held it up to the window as well.

'Tired of Drama!' was his reply. I pouted, and wrote another message.

'Sorry.' On the end was a sad face. Drew shrugged. I took a deep breath and scribbled three more words down, but as I lifted them up to show him, he had already closed the curtains. I groaned and hit my head down on my pad. I guessed he had been called again or something like that.

I growled. Briana was your typical cheerleader. The annoying girl that's always flirting, and always wearing those really short-short dresses and skirt. I wore old t-shirts and jeans more, though it would be nice to be a cheerleader. Maybe then Drew would have fallen in love with me, instead of Briana.

I just wished that he would see how much I loved him. His smile, his laugh, his hair, his eyes… His sister! I know Briana hated Demi, Demi told me herself.

Drew… I just think he's sick of her. Scratch that. I hope he's sick of her. I put my brush down and lay down in my bed, closing my eyes and falling into an uneasy sleep.

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The day past by uneventfully. School, recess, school, lunch, school – the way it always went. Watching Briana make out with Drew was usually part of it too.

I sighed as I sat down on the nearest park bench, pulling out my math text book and flipping to the page I needed. I frowned as I concentrated as best as I could, but I was interrupted when I heard Drew's voice beside me.

'Studying?' he asked me. I nodded, shrugging.

'Math exam,' I explained.

'Oh.' He leaned forward, brushing a brown lock out of my face. I blushed, but didn't complain.

'Sorry,' he said. I laughed lightly. 'It looked like it was annoying you.'

'Yeah, I suppose…' We enjoyed each other's company for a while longer, until a red Porsche honked its horn. Drew jumped up and slid into the passenger seat of Briana's car, smiling apologetically. I shrugged and gave him a wave. Briana pulled Drew into her, hugging him. She sent a smug glare in my direction, and I rolled my eyes, frustrated, as I watched the two drive off together.

I followed them to the football stadium where I saw Drew already in his gear, and Briana already in her cheerleading outfit. I went into my band group, and as the game proceeded I watched him play. Tackle, run, try, kick, run, tackle – the game went on. Our team won, and I cheered. I watched as Drew came off the field. Of course, Briana was flirting with another boy, and I watched in shock as Drew yelled at her, and she only responded with a witty remark that I couldn't hear. I went home happy, and yet sad.

Yes, I was happy. Drew and Briana had fought; therefore there is a better possibility of the two breaking up. However, he was angry. I picked up my study book, but a familiar knock made me look up. Drew was in his tuxedo, with a rose tucked into the side pocket. I smiled at him. He held up a note:

'You going tonight?' I smiled sadly, and scrawled something on my own pad.

'Studying.'

Drew pouted, and stood, but not before scribbling a few more words on his notepad:

'Wish you were!'

I laughed, shrugging, and gave him a wave. I looked on my bed, searching through my notes until I came across a folded piece of paper. Curious, I picked it up, opening it.

'I love you.'

I took a deep breath, and stood up, heading towards my closet with a newfound confidence.

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I walked through the doors, my hands clasped behind my back nervously. I bit my lip self-consciously as I looked myself over. I wore a pale red dress that stuck to my upper body like a corset, but then flowed out at the hips in elegant ruffles. I smiled as my eyes came into contact with Drew's. He gaped slightly, and made his way over to me, but was stopped by Briana. She said something about dancing, but Drew shook his head, glancing in my direction. He replied with something like: 'It's over.'

I widened my eyes as my green haired friend came over to me.

'May… you look beautiful…' he breathed. I smiled shyly.

'Thanks…'

My heart racing, I unfolded my piece of paper and held it in front of me. Drew read it, and smiled softly, before pulling out his own piece of paper. I read the three words, and a grin broke out on my face.

'I love you.'

I ran up to Drew as fast as I could in heels, and he grabbed me around my waist. I circled my arms around his neck, and pressed my lips against his, closing my eyes blissfully. I heard Briana's offended gasp, and the clicking of her heels on the tiles as she stormed off. I smiled into Drew's mouth.

He was mine, and that's how it belongs.

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A/N: I think everyone knows what this is, cuz it's based off the video clip that all Taylor Swift fans know. Well, tell me what you think :)

~EeveeTransformed~