It's breaking my heart to watch you run around, cause I know that you're living a lie. Well that's okay baby cause in time you will find, what goes around comes around...

The room was dimly lighted, with a fair number of disoriented chairs around the place. I was the third to walk into the class, and hopefully that would change quickly. Ever since my science teacher started talking about reproduction on a daily basis, I became uncomfortable with sitting through his class for as long as I must, and having his creepiness around more than it needs to be.

As the people starting coming in, I took my seat in the back of the room next to my favorite Pilipino friend, Will. He played basketball for the school, and was probably three inches shorter than me; the nicest guy you will ever meet, with the most perverted and wacked up mind you could imagine. I loved the boy to death, and I just met him.

"How's it crackin babe?" Will took a seat next to me, rummaging through his things in search on a pencil.

"The answer is no. And well, I'm okay, just a tad bit sore from last night,"

"Yeah I heard it was pretty ruff up in your house the other night, damn!" he laughed making me shake my head with a smile. He knew how to brighten any day. Because today, I decided was going to be a good day to talk to Nick. Finally, I thought.

"Just shut up before I make you shut up," I hit him.

"Heh." He pulled out his phone, typing furiously.

"Who are you talking to?"

"Oh, just facebooking!" his phone sunk deeper into his lap, making my vision of it minimal.

"Who are you facebooking?" I leaned over, letting curiosity take the best of me.

…

"Okay class! Everyone has a card on their desk, and there is someone else in the room with your same number, just with the other symbol on it. For example, I could have club of seven's, and then Billy would have a card that was the seven of spades," she held up a card in example, as I made my way to my seat.

"Does everyone under-" the bell rung cutting her off mid-sentence, alerting us that class had officially started, and that RJ and Nick who had just rushed through the door were late.

"You two are late," the teacher shook her head as RJ headed to his seat. "Don't make it a habit. Nick, come sit over here because I have one of my Latin two's taking a test, and she's using your desk in the hallway," Nick nodded and took a seat next to RJ. I could feel the heat emanating off of his body; his eyes staring hard into my head could have left scars on the skin, he was so close. That's a big step up from across the room, and probably will make it easier for me to talk to him.

"What are the cards for?" RJ asked, making the teacher grimace and explain everything once again.

After she finished, she yelled "Get to it!" making everybody scramble and stand up. I stayed seated, looking around for anyone holding up the two of spades, since I had the two of clubs.

"Two of clubs!" Nick yelled, causing my heart to beat insanely too fast. He repeated himself, and looked around – anywhere but me it seemed, as I just further put my head down.

"Miley what do you have?" Jasmine was standing right in front of me, the slightly blimp, junior black girl and all, with her beautiful smile staring at me.

"Two of clubs," I smiled back as she grinned.

She turned to Nick and hit him on the head. "You're with Miley, she has the other two," and took a seat as she found her partner. Nick looked at me with curious eyes, finally deciding that this was really happening. The fate gods have spoken, it seemed like we both said in our heads.

"Uhh, I'll move over there," I felt his eyes follow me as I walked those few feet to the desk next to him.

"You will have all of class to complete the translation and fill out the worksheet! Get started now!" the teacher walked over to her desk, making a point of staring down each student in the room before looking at her computer.

"So uh, how are we going to do this?" his voice sounded soft, like an angel sighing. My eyes closed momentarily, oh god I think I'm falling.

"Um, I'll do one line you do the next?" he nodded in agreement and I averted my gaze to out the window. How could this be happening to me? Why would God give me this chance? Did he want to embarrass me?

"Okay, sounds good."

We both stared at each other for a moment waiting for the other to do something, but nothing came of it. Jasmine looked over to me forcing me to say something.

"Servi gustat vinum, the slave tasted the wine?" I answered like a question as his pen scribbled feriociously.

"MILEY!" my body shook at the sound of his voice.

"Yes?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to go to homecoming with me?" Oh no. This is not happening.

Nick looked over his shoulder, eyes meeting mine while a dejecting expression held his face. I turned to look at Nate, looking at me expectantly.

"I can't, I'm sorry," my rejection made his frown but quickly brush it off with a chuckle.

"That's okay, dance with me though okay?"

"Uh, yeah sure," my face burned with exasperation. How could it be so hard for Nick to ask me that – when Nate could do it practically in front of the class, and brush off dismissal, just like that.

"So, the next line is mine," Nick's voice was unchanged from our previous conversation. Jasmine looked dumfounded. I felt my head slowly collapse into my hands, accepting finally that this just wouldn't be happening in two days. He wasn't going to get the balls to finally confront me. For all I really know, he doesn't have any interest in me, it's just a fascade that he plays with every other damn girl at this school. My faith is shaking…

Great, Nick is passing notes with RJ now, probably discussing how stupid I am and how I just completely disregarded the guy who asked me to homecoming. Well, all I can do is be strong – just keep pushing on.

…

The bell rung, causing Nick to spring from his seat and head for the door. As he did so, a note fell out of his pocket, softly hitting the ground in front of me. I bent down to pick it up, looking around to make sure nobody else saw this – who needed the drama?

I like her, I want to ask her, but did you hear that? – Remember the last game? She's got a boyfriend already, not good to get involved. Remember last time I went for the younger girl it didn't end as well as planned? I can't go through that again man…

My mind was spinning, the words of Nick jumping around my head. I couldn't quite put my hand onto what he was getting at. What could he possibly mean when he said it didn't end as well as planned? For all I know, he was just using her to get some.

He's not that kind of guy, my body kept saying. He's just playing games with you, my mind would say. But the little things he does to me, make it worth it all, my heart would say.

"Don't leave me hanging again," tears came cascading down my face; the walk to my religion class suddenly a less appealing one.

…

"Woah, who is that hunk!" I watched as Liz snuck a peak at the boys walking from the weight room. Nick, just so happened to be in it.

"That's Nick," I retorted instinctively. Nick looked over at us, probably hearing his name. As brown met blue, the electricity between us bolted from across the hallway. "He's a junior."

"Wait, Nick? Oh my gosh, that's Brooke's ex!" My head snapped around to face her, my heart dropping to my stomach. Brooke? That girl was now currently going out with a sophomore as a junior girl, who was on the junior varsity team three years in a row. Yeah, she had an ankle issue, but she wasn't the most attractive of the bunch. She was black, with toned legs, and not the prettiest face; she had a nice figure, but that was it. I was outraged, inside and out.

"Um, you okay Miles?" Liz put her hand on my shoulder, wondering why I was so furious. Not that I blamed her, because I probably looked psycho.

"I'm good, just a little tired from practice yesterday. I got to go, see you tomorrow," my words were quick and subtle; but loud enough for her to understand something was clearly wrong. I took off in the opposite direction, feeling something in my gut telling me I needed to get out of here fast.

I clicked my number two on speed dial, waiting patiently for someone to pick up.

"D, please come get me, I'm at school," my voice quivered.

"Of course, I've got to talk to you about something too," his response only worried me further. After he hung up, I took a seat on the front steps of the school, watching the leaves fall from the trees.

"What happened back there, are you okay?" Nick stood behind me, out of breath with his hands on his hips, shirtless.

Just then, Dylan's car pulled into the lot, and I ran to it without turning back.

Once inside, I felt my head turn slightly to look after Nick, who stood alone, with a defeated look on his face.

"Take me home."

LONG AUTHOR'S NOTE: I love you guys who have been reviewing for me consistently, but i really am not getting all that much feedback on this. I don't know what you guys want to see happen, or what you think will happen...I need to know how you all feel about this story. Who's your favorite character? Why? What's your favorite Nick and Miley moment? Who is your favorite non-main character? WHY? If you could change one thing about Nick or Miley, what would it be? Do you like Dylan? How do you think Homecoming is going to turn out?

I don't know the answer to any of those questions, because all the people who put me on their story alert, or favorite story n such, don't review. I know you are reading this (or should be) but i honestly don't know what i should do. I want to keep writing, but I need to know whether you like it, and what you like about it. Please review, and possibly answer some of my questions. On another note, the homecoming chapter will be the next one. The end of this chapter (the answers to this at the end, will be given in the chapter after homecoming) will be explained. This chapter isn't all that long as usual, but that's because I didn't know whether I should post it now, or add more and make you guys wait. Or give those people who haven't commented on it yet, to do so. Don't get me wrong, I love all the people who add me to their favorite story list, alert list, and author list, but i would just really appreciate if you reviewed for me. Thank you again for those people who review every time! I truly LOVE YOU! :)

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