Jamila and I took another tunnel back to the school.

We ended up in the cafeteria, since it was that class period. Hope no one noticed us come through the kitchen area.

"Heyy guys, over here!" Brittany said waving us over to our table.

We jogged over.

Right when I got to the table, I slipped on something.

But instead of falling right on my butt, I ended up flipping over and landing on my feet.

That was a bad mistake.

The whole room was silent. I looked around. Everyone's face was on me, mouths dropped.

Then I realized I was in my signature fighting stance. The one that's deadly, to all. The one that you can definitely tell isn't normal.

Oh god. How much more drama could happen today. I just figured out that I have to be two people for a whole day, running back and forth and now I am about to expose my secret.

Instead of standing there look like a fool, Jamila grabs my arm very tightly and makes me sit down at the table.

Brittany and her friend Morgan were sitting across from us.

After 37 seconds of silence, Brittany finally said, "So, anyways, where did you go?"

"Oh, well, I got sick in History and ran to the bathroom. Jamila came to see if I was ok." I said.

Brittany was having some goldfish and a turkey sandwich and Morgan was just talking about the latest relationships in the school.

"So like, then, Chelsea told me that she had a crush on Scott and she said that he was checking her out…" Morgan continued.

"WHAT!?" I yelled while choking on a piece of my hamburger.

I put my hamburger down since I lost an appetite at the new gossip.

"Yeah, Chelsea likes Scott. You didn't know that?! She told me in science." Morgan said, of course she would know.

Chelsea is the other popular girl. She is a major slut and has basically slept with every football player, except for Scott and Chris.

We used to be best friends in Junior High but she went with the wrong crowd and we became enemies. Rumors started flying and I thought that she was just a trashy bitch, and I was right.

But this girl wants to take my man, NO. Not this time. Maybe when I was her friend she was the one that took everything from me, but not anymore.

"No, she can't. She knows I love him. She just knows it and wants to take it away from me. It's not happening." I said firmly.

I looked over at Chelsea and her table.

She was twirling her hair around her finger and being so flirty and I didn't even notice that Scott was standing in front of her laughing!

Did he like her!?

Oh no, I felt the doubt inside me start crumbling my heart. Are they going to go out and get married and have 5 children and oh my god he does like her!

He just sat down next her!

I felt as if my heart was drowning in a deep sea full of my own blood. I felt as if I was suffocating.

I stopping my staring as soon as Chelsea looked over, smiled, and winked.

"So Ms. Nawrot was explaining in class that we would be heading to the George Bush Library, located in Texas!" Brittany explained.

"Wait, so we are heading to Texas!? How are we going to get there?" I asked.

Brittany turned to me, "Well, she explained how we are going to pay for our own tickets and hotel. Which are going to cost around $350! We are staying there 2 days. I think that is pretty expensive just to fly from California to Texas. I mean who wants to go to that state anyway?" Brittany laughed.

"HEY! I am fully Texan!" Morgan said, representing her home state.

I laughed a little. Morgan can always make me laugh but right now I wasn't hungry or in the mood.

The bell rang and we headed off to science.

I have science with Scott and Chris but not Jamila.

Just thinking about it made tears swell up in my eyes.

So I was walking down the hall and Jamila comes up on my side and says, "I know you saw Scott and Chelsea."

"Wow. I really thought I had a chance. I thought that was one thing Chelsea couldn't get. Now they are going to run off together and get married and have 5 children!!" I cried.

"Alexx, you are assuming way too much. He is probably just being friendly. I know he isn't easy like that, he won't fall for her sluttyness." Jamila tried to assure me.

"I know. I just can't see them together." I cried.

Jamila went down another hall and I went to my locker.

I mean, how could this happen. I never expected this. Scott never noticed Chelsea in the beginning of the year, why would he choose to now!?

I grabbed my science folder, piece of gum, and slammed my locker.

I turned from my locker and stormed off towards science.

"Well someone's PMSing!" Dominic, Scott's friend exclaimed.

Scott laughed. I looked at him but he just looked down.

I can't believe I don't understand this boy. He frustrates me so much!

I turned my attention to the short, stubby, Dominic himself.

"Actually, you're wrong. I am just not in the mood right now. So unless you want to become shorter, you'd shut your little mouth up." I said, smiling.

Then I just turned my foot and walked away.

The bell rang and I skidded into science fast.

"Ms. Dominguez, you're late." Ms. Young said, not looking up from her computer.

"Sorry, Ms. Young, I came from lunch late." I replied.

I scooted into my chair next to Brittany.

"Liar." She whispered.

I laughed.

"Alright, today we are going to be dissecting a female frog. You all need to know about the parts a little in depth. Now I will be assigning 2 partner groups to 1 table." Ms. Young said standing at the front of the classroom.

I crossed my fingers. Please, Brittany, Chris, or anyone but Scott. Please, Please.

"Going down the list, Alexx and Brittany," She started. I almost screamed.

"Scott and Chris will be at Table 1." She then, began naming off the other peoples tables and such.

"Yea!" Brittany and I high-fived.

We got our equipment and decided that I will do the cutting on the frog, which I wasn't too happy about.

"Alright, class. You know what to do. We have gone over it many times. Cut the frog down the middle then sides. From there, you can start." Ms. Young said, going back to her computer.

Brittany and I were on the left side of the table, across from each other.

Scott and Chris were on the right.

I started to cut through the skin and all of the sudden this juice squirted out all over Brittany's and my faces.

"Eeww!" We screamed!

Chris and Scott fell on the floor and started laughing their heads off.

"Chris if you don't get up right now and stop laughing, I'll tell Jamila what you did." I said, I had no idea what he did but it was worth a try.

Chris jumped off the ground, faster than I can repel off a wall.

Which is pretty fast.

Scott climbed up slowly.

"What do you know? Plus, how do you know Jamila would care?" He asked suspiciously.

"Umm," Brittany stammered, "because,"

I finished for her, "Because Jamila likes you!" Oh no! I just blurted Jamila's secret! She is so going to kill me.

"Score Man!" Scott shouted. Chris and him high-fived.

"Jamila likes me!? Well, could you tell her I like her too? I mean, I always try to be nice to her, but I never thought she felt the same way." Chris deeply said.

Whoa, Chris did like Jamila. I was right, as always.

"I will definitely tell her. Maybe you two could get together some time." I replied sweetly.

After, that we all went back to our assignment.

….

Brittany and I walked out of science chatting, but as soon as we saw Jamila we went into a full sprint towards her locker.

"JAMILA!!" We both yelled, stopping right in front of her.

"What?" She said, looking peeved.

"First of all, what's wrong?" Brittany said, concerned. Jamila is never angry or sad. That's me.

"I saw Chris and this other girl talking about me, badly." Jamila replied, she looked hurt.

"What?! That has to be wrong because he told us in Science that he liked you." I said, totally confused.

Jamila's face turned bright red. "He did?"

"Yup." Brittany chimed in.

"He said that he always tries to be nice and everything just didn't know if you liked him or not. You should talk to him sometime." I retorted.

"Wow that is like the best thing ever. I will definitely talk to him. Maybe, if I have enough confidence, ask him out!" She smiled, then skipped off to her Athletics class.

I had Advanced Math with Mr. Drovers.

I sat down in my seat in the back of the classroom, as always.

Mr. Drovers then began to take roll and I checked my watch for any new messages, alerts, anything else.

I clicked through all the screens.

Messages; None. Alerts; None. GPS; Nothing New.

I went to my contacts, and for some reason Jamila wasn't on the top of my list.

005 should be first, it's a number.

Unless…

I scrolled up.

Just as I thought, 003, was at the top of my list.

I clicked on the name and opened up a new chatroom.

My holographic little keyboard popped out, only the person wearing the watch can see it. It's pretty cool.

I then typed, and my message appeared on the screen:

Agent D: Hey, It's Agent D. I don't believe we have officially met."

2 seconds later a new message appeared in the chatroom;

003: Hi Alexx. This math is pretty hard isn't it?

I gasped.

Then all of the sudden, someone laughed quietly.

I looked up, around the classroom and laid eyes on the laugher.

I gasped again, in total shocked at the so called 003.