First off...I am very sorry this came longer than promised. I know I got 5 reviews like I asked for. But then when I went to find the chapter, I forgot what I saved it as. So I checked through my whole comp and couldn't find it ANYWHERE! I don't know what the heck I did with it. So... I had to retype it. Some things are different and it's not as great as I hoped it would be because I forgot a lot of the details... But hopefully it's OK for you guys. Next chapter will hopefully be stronger.

Selena POV

Stepping out of the showers in the locker room, I threw my hair up into a towel. I walked several steps to my locker and grabbed a pair of sweats and a Beatles T shirt. I slipped the clothes on and gathered my things together. I had purposely taken an excessively long shower, so that I would be the only one left in the girls locker room. The empty silence of the echoing room always made a good ending to my day. I liked being able to take my time getting ready after cheer practice and to let out all emotions, happiness or anger that had been building up from each 8 hour day of high school.

As I finished up, I grabbed my things and made my way to the door and pushed it open. Looking both directions in the empty hall way, I slid through the door and quietly walked down to my locker. Setting down my gym bad, I turned the lock and pulled on the stubborn metal door. Finally getting the hinge loose, I pulled one last time and it flew open, throwing me back in the process. The rush of wind caused my books to fall out of my locker. I huffed with frustration as I knelt down to pick up all of my things.

As I grabbed the last book, I caught the glimpse of a small white sheet from the corner of my eye. I sighed and looked up in grief.

"Not another one..." I said to myself.

After placing my things carefully back I looked back and picked up the note. As I observed the white striped torn notebook sheet, I made several mental notes. It was the same college rule as the other notes I had received several times before.

I was about to open it but I stopped myself. Glancing around the halls I slipped the note into my back pocket, grabbed my things and walked towards the school doors. Just as I reached the glass dividers I began to hear running from behind me.

"Hey, Sel' wait up!"

I turned to see my friend Nick trotting towards me. "Hey Nick" I said coolly as I walked through the door that he was now holding open for her. Once they were both outside they began to walk out to their cars.

"What are you doing later today?" Nick asked curiously

I looked at him and paused a moment to think. "Nothing, I think. Just hanging around at home. I mean, what else is there to do on a school night anyways?"

"Well do you want to come with Joe and I to the coffee shop in the mall? We got the open mic night tonight and we could use a supportive audience." He looked at me hopefully with one eyebrow raised.

I looked down and continued walking to my car while pondering the idea. Finally I looked back up at him and said, "Yeah, I'll come. What time?" I asked, but cut in before he could reply," Oh! And can you give me a ride? My car is almost out of gas and I haven't gotten my pay check yet."

Nick laughed, "Alright, We're getting there around 6:50 to set up, and yes, we can pick you up around 6 and you can just hang with us for a few."

I thanked him and got in my car. I was about to close the door but he stuck his hand in and pulled it open again.

"Hey! Aren't you forgetting something?" He asked me.

I laughed and climbed back out, gave him a tight hug and then got back into my car. Finally I shut the door and left the large school. In my rear view mirror, I watched as he walked to his own car. I thought about him and our close friendship. I always wondered what it would be like if we were more than that though. We both had considerably high statuses in the school, and sometimes I wondered if being a couple might make us higher. I suppose that much didn't really matter to me. But I still had to ponder the thought.

I didn't actually feel that way about Nick. He was a wonderful friend and companion. Fun to play with and always loyal. Or I suppose I'm confusing him with my Labrador retriever puppy. Anyways...

Some of the girls on my cheer team often would tease me and say that we were together. They knew it wasn't true, but they really did think I wanted it that way. I suppose that's why I have become so confused. I don't think I like him, but every time we're alone, I can't help but wish he might do something to help me remove the cloud from my mind view. But he has made it clear to me, with out even knowing, that all he wants is to be friends.

He just needed friends. I understood that. He hadn't been with anyone since his whole family situation. We often had deep conversation together. I had become someone he could vent to. I knew his story, where he had been, the tragedies and the miracles and most things about him. I know he refused to date or get close to anyone, but sometimes I wished it would be different with me.

I softly shook my head to get the thoughts out of my head. I turned my focus to the calculus home work from today. I had a lot of it, but I could manage. As for the history project, I only had 3 days to complete it and I hadn't gotten very far yet.

I pulled into my drive way and put the car in park. Pulled my keys from the ignition and climbed out of my mustang. Grabbing my bags, I walked to the front door, unlocked it, and walked in. I tossed my shoes off to the side along with my book and gym bags, walked lazily over to the couch and collapsed on the first cushion. I then reclined myself on the couch dramatically with my legs sprawled over the arms of the couch, and my hand above my forehead. I'm sure anyone would laugh if they saw me, but I was very comfortable at the moment, so I could care less.

I looked around for the TV controller and groaned when I spotted it across the room. I slouched up, walked over and got the controller, and then I went right back to my spot on the couch. Of course, to my displeasure, the spot I had found comfortable at first was now very much Uncomfortable.

"Ugh, why did I get up." I scolded myself as I looked for a new position. I turned the TV on and switched the channels until I came to the first one I found interest in. Situating myself on the couch until my arm was propped beneath my neck, leaving my head slightly tilted towards the couch, and my legs twisted together at the end of the seat, I finally agreed with my position. I watched The Pretty Little Liars but soon my eyes starting to fall. I would catch myself each time and lift my head. Then moments later I would do it again. Finally I fell asleep, unable to prevent my fatigue any longer.

Later...

What seemed like moments later I was awakened by the ringing of my cell blasting from my back pocket. I groaned and reached for it. As I pulled it out I saw the white sheet which I had picked up from my locker earlier fluttering to the floor. I had forgotten about it. I answered my phone only to hear Nicks voice both in the cellular device, and outside my house.

"Hey, where are you? I've been knocking for 5 minutes at your door. It's already 6.20" Nick said.

I shot up and ran to the door, still holding the phone to my ear while apologizing. I opened the door quickly to find my adorable friend standing there, cell phone in hand. I apologized again and asked him to come in while I ran around collecting my things. I grabbed my hoody, wallet and house keys, put on my shoes and then ran up to my room to see if I needed anything else. As I walked passed the bathroom I shuddered as I caught a glimpse of what I looked like since waking from my nap.

My hair was matted against one side of my head, and I even had the imprint of the couches leather wrinkles on the cheek that I fell asleep on. I quickly brushed my hair and splashed my face with hot water to get my skin to come back to its regular form quicker. I did nothing with my make up though, just a quick bronzer and I was done. I switched the light off and ran down stairs. Nick was standing by the door waiting.

"Ready?" He asked. I replied a quick "Yep" and we headed out.

As I neared the car I saw Joe in the driver seat. I smiled and waved and he returned the favor.

"Hey Selly, how's the life?" Joe said goofily as I climbed in the back seat. I slammed the door shut before replying.

"I'm great. Just hanging around. How are you? It's been almost 3 weeks since we all last hung out together. We need to start doing that again." I said to him.

"Wonderful, wonderful. Same as you, just chillin! It's nice being out of school. You should be jealous. Oh! And ya know I finally beat the level on Call of Duty the other day! And I didn't even need your help! Aren't you proud?" He beamed at me.

I threw my head back and laughed, "Yes, I am SO proud of you. Hey speaking of video games. Your birthday is coming around. I was thinking of buying you the new COD for X box. Would you be interested? Or would you rather want a gift certificate to Taco bell? Or, maybe I could just take you out shopping and let you spend $100?"

Before Joe could answer Nick cut in the conversation, "You do realize that whatever you get him, he will just trade it in for the video game. He'll sell his gift certificate to Frankie, and he'll drag you into Game Works. So either way he gets what he wants".

Joe began to protest but stopped himself. He thought about it and then went on to say, "Good point"

Joe had began a video gaming streak after I bought him all the Halo video games during the summer. Then everyday for 3 weeks I came over and we played, I was much better than him, but that was only because my ex boyfriend, Jase, was a video game fanatic and had taught me all there was to the games. That brought some good out of the ended relationship in a funny way. It also brought me closer to the 2 brothers that I loved spending time with oh so much.

Joe suddenly turned around in his seat and exclaimed, "And we're off!"

Nick and I giggled at his humor and relaxed in our seats. It was quiet for a few until Nick decided to break the silence quite randomly.

"Hey Sel, who was that girl you used to talk?" He asked me.

I looked at him confusedly, he must have seen the perplexed look on my face because he decided to let me in on some more details.

"The girl you used to talk about at the beginning of the school year. You told us that you met a cool girl and were going to get to know her because she was new. And you told us she was quiet and you thought if we helped, than maybe you could get her to come out of her shell. Remember? But then you never saw the girl again or she was ignoring you or something. Remember?" Nick looked at me expectantly. Of course I remembered. I had only been so disappointed when I realized I probably scared the girl away with my peppiness.

I nodded at Nick, still looking at him weirdly, after all it was a very random question. "Yeah of course I remember. Why?"

"Well I think I met her." Nick stated.

"You think?" Joe interrupted, laughing at Nick.

Nick glanced at him and then back at me, "Yeah, I ran into some girl in the hall the other day. Or rather, she ran over me. She resembled the image you put in my head. She had long brownish black hair. She Was considerably tall, although I only saw her height for a second while she was running away-"

"While she was running away?" I cut him off curiously. I was worried he had frightened her in some way.

"Yeah. It was so weird." Nick began explaining, "After we crashed, which was probably my fault. I was texting while walking to class. Anyways, so I asked her to help me with my books, and then I introduced myself. And she didn't even tell me her name. Actually she didn't even say a word to me or apologize or any such. She kind of just... she just looked at me dumbfounded, and then she bolted down the hallway. And that's the end of the story. It was really weird, I thought maybe it was the girl you were talking about."

I must have been looking at him like he was crazy because he began to defend himself, "I'm serious! I'm not making it up!"

I believed him. It was just such a weird story. If it really was the girl, than maybe she was crazy or something. Nah, maybe she was just embarrassed. I thought about her and then asked Nick, "Did she have a necklace?"

"Hmmm... Yeah. It was something weird. Like... I think it said Mikey? Maybe her boyfriend?" He answered me.

"You mean Miley? That's her name. It was on her schedule. Yeah that was Miley. How weird..." I looked out the car window and Joe and Nick talked about the girl.

Joe was convinced she was crazy or on drugs. "I mean come on. Why would someone act so...high. Maybe you should find her locker and have the principle check it out."

"You are an idiot Joe. She's a young teenage girl. She looks innocent enough and I highly doubt she's on drugs, and even if she was, she wouldn't be getting high at school."

"Maybe you're on drugs then, and you're making up this girl as a way to vent it out to us." Joe joked.

I watched as Nick rolled his eyes and called Joe an idiot.

"You guys call me that way too often! Can't you use something nicer? Like... Like Butt head? Yeah that's nice, AND it's funny. That's a plus side!" Joe defended himself.

Nick rolled his eyes again and commented Joe's argument, "Okay butt head. If you say so." then he turned on the radio, as if to say, 'We are done with this conversation'.

After a few minutes a thought came into my head. I asked Nick to turn down the radio and then I asked him, "Hey Nick, what hallway did you ran into Miley in?"

"I was on my way to Civics and walked the East hallway, by the entrance going out to Mclumpha Park." He replied.

"The East hallway? That's why I never see her! She takes the back hallways to all her classes! Maybe she thinks she won't run into too many people back there." I coughed so Nick would get the hint. He was the one that had run into her.

"It was an accident. It's not like I'm looking for a weird girl around every corner."

"She isn't weird! We don't know that! She's probably just...shy. Maybe she's socially challenged."

We all considered the idea. It seemed very possible. I kept thinking through my idea, speaking out loud as I went so Nick could hear the idea.

"Maybe next week we could take the back halls to all our classes, and maybe we'll see her. I finally gave up expecting her to be my friend, so maybe I can finally meet her again. What do you think Nick? Would you want to do that. We can walk together between classes and maybe she will be there." I branched my idea.

"Yeah sure, it doesn't seem like that big of a deal to me, but I know how upset you were when you never saw her again, so I'll help." Nick said.

I smiled and relaxed in my seat and continued looking out of the window.

"Alright here we are. Cabanas Cafe. And it's only 6:53, so we still have time to set up! Hurry up Nick." Joe said as he turned in the car. He parked and jumped out of the driver seat, calling for Nick to help him carry things in. He threw me the keys and asked me to lock the car. I smiled and felt my heart pang. What is it with this family? They all take a toll on my heart.

I watched them walk into the coffee shop and through the window I could see the stage. It was a great night to perform, and the room was almost full by coincidence.

As I checked the car doors, I planned out how I would act when I saw Miley. I imagined how she would be after I brought her out of herself. Of course I could only hope she was really like that, but the character I described to myself in my head was going to be a true friend. I would finally have someone to go shopping with, other than my mom, and maybe she would be good at Calculus, and she could help me out. I suppose it'll just be a surprise. I hope it's a good one.