I walked into the hallways of Forks high just in time to see Irina and her crew command the halls. All they have to say was move and people would actually move out her way. Stupid.

"Irina!" Lauren yelled.

"Hi!" yelled Jessica.

"Hey sister friend." Lauren smiled. And they call me embarrassing? 'Hey sister friend'? Are you kidding me?

My step sisters thought Irina was going to stop and say hi but they were wrong. Irina gave them a wave and kept on moving.

"Remind me again why we tolerate them." whispered Irina.

"Because they gave you a Prada bag for your birthday." answered Tanya.

"By the way that Prada bag, totally fake." whispered Kate.

"Great." muttered Irina.

I walked past that bitch squad and joined Jasper outside. There we almost ran into Alec.

"Greetings Rosalie. You look stunning per usual." Alec smiled.

"Oh thank you Alec. I think." I answered. I heard a beeping noise and saw Alec trying to find where the noise was coming from. I swear that guy has so many gadgets that he could open up his own Apple store.

"Excuse me, I must get back to my galaxy now." Alec said answering his walkie-talkie device. Poor guy.

"Zion? Lieutenant Alec here." Alec said walking away. "Hello? Captain? Can you here me? You're going in and out."

"Poor guy." whispered Jasper fixing his back pack.

"At least he's happy. Unlike some people." I laughed back.

"Happy? That guy lives in another world." Jasper scoffed.

"Sometimes fantasy is better then reality Jazz." I said as my phone began to ring. I looked down to notice a text message and I smiled.

"Speaking of fantasy." Jasper whispered.

"See you later." I waved.

"Ah yes. The secret admirer beckons." Jasper laughed.

"You know I love mystery." I laughed backing away. I walked over to the tables at the high school and sat down to answer my text.

To: Princtongirl818

Where have U been? We haven't talked in ages.

I laughed and texted back.

We talked this morning.

I can't stop thinking about you. What's on your mind right now?

You first.

I'm thinking that Mr. John dissected one 2 many frogs.

I looked up to see Mr. John eating a sandwich and flicking his tongue just like a frog. I laughed looking at the scene before me. I looked around to see hundreds of guys texting. Which one is my prince?

Ribet. Ribet.

Lol.

I want to here your laugh. When will we finally meet?

Soon.

The bell rang and I ran to get to first period, Math. I stood in the back of the class and looked to see who was in my class. In walked in Irina, Tanya, and Kate. Can this class get any worse. Apparently it can because in walked Mr. Emmett McCartney himself. Why does God hate me? What did I ever do to him?

"Okay class. I will assign seats. The back of the first row: Hale and McCartney. In front…"

I didn't need to hear or care about the rest. I have to sit next to Emmett McCartney for my whole senior year math class. Great. I sat in my seat and looked up to see him standing there.

"I guess we are math buddies." Emmett laughed sitting next to me.

"Wouldn't your girlfriend kill you for talking to me?" I sneered.

"Like I care what Irina thinks."

"She is your girlfriend." I pointed out to him.

"She doesn't act like one." He whispered looking away.

"Well maybe you should tell her that." I smiled.

"You heard that."

"Yup and I won't tell but promise me one thing."

"What?" He said arching his eyebrow.

"Don't cheat off me." I laughed.

"I won't I promise." He smiled. Shit, he has dimples! This class will be the death of me. "What color are your eyes?"

"Violet…why?"

"I hope this isn't weird but you have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen."

"Thanks." I blushed as I turned to the board to take notes. I just talked to Emmett McCartney and I didn't want to murder him. Maybe this won't be as bad as I thought it will be.

Sooner or later it was 4th period which is my free period so I went to the library to IM my secret admirer.

How's your day so far?

Urgh. Raging step mom, work, and cool kids that can't get enough of themselves. Ever feel like you don't fit in?

Absolutely. I can be surrounded by a sea of people and still feel all alone. But then I think of you.

Hey Nomad, do you think we've ever met?

I don't know. Our school has over 3500 kids.

Well that narrows it down.

Well at least I can eliminate all the guys…you're not a guy right? Because if you were I'll kick your ass.

I am not a guy. Have you told your dad about Princeton yet?

If only I could. I haven't even told him that I want to be a writer.

My father always encouraged me to follow my dreams

Not mine. He's got a whole another plan for my life.

It's 2 am. We've been at this for 5 hours.

Well I think we've broke our record.

We should turn in. Sweat Dreams…

Wait… I can't sleep without knowing there's hope. Half the night I waste in sighs, in a wakeful doze I sorrow, for the hand, the lips, the eyes. -For the meaning of Tomorrow.

Quoting Tennyson, impressive.

Please meet me at the homecoming dance. I'll be waiting for you at 11 'o' clock in the middle of the dance floor. Sweat Dreams.

Meet him on the dance floor? What if he doesn't like me? What if he doesn't expect to see me and expects someone else? I have no idea what to do. What a great start to senior year.