As I promised, here is the next chapter. Added a new character so be patient. hope u like it!

-Nell

Tara sighed as she saw Andy with Meagan. Of course, the guys, especially the new ones, always went running to Meagan and just when Tara had just built up the nerve to go and talk to him. He was in her physics class, not that he noticed. Tara wasn't usually the type to like the new kids. But to her, Andy was different. Maybe it was the way he adjusted to the school's social system so fast, as if he always belonged there. Or the way you could never tell what he was thinking, unless he'd let it show through.

"Keep staring like that and someone's bound to notice." Suzanne, Tara's best friend remarked, causing Suzanne to blush and turn away. "Please just go and talk to him. See look, Meagan left, he's all yours." Tara didn't respond, she just bit her lip, anxiously.

"Fine, Tara, If you won't I will." Suzanne started to walk in Andy's direction, brushing off Tara's attempt to stop her.

Tara just stared at her best friend and Andy. Then she saw Suzanne gesturing wildly toward her, so Tara just blushed, turned away and played with a random thing in her locker. A minute later, Suzanne brushed past her, and whispered into the air "ha".

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Jake was so excited for his date with Meagan, even if he knew she would go on a date Andy too and she was trying to choose between them, nothing could pop his bubble.

Jake had a great day at the beach with Meagan so far. Everything was going perfect, but now it was time for the finale. While Meagan was drying off, Jake started to set up a little picnic. He had everything set by the time she came, a candle burned brightly in between them, the food he cooked all by himself, and the napkins placed carefully beside her plate.

"Like it?" Jake asked, practically beaming.

"Jake, it's..."-shit-"wonderful." Phew.

Then at the end of the meal, Jake 'accidently' spilled his drink. "Meagan, can I borrow your napkin?" Although, he already stated cleaning it up.

"Yeah of cour-" she stopped in the middle of her sentence and caught her breath, and he knew he found the poem on her napkin. It was a poem he wrote for her last year, although he'd never thought he'd have to use it. The poem said:

A gentle word like a spark of light,
Illuminates my soul
And as each sound goes deeper,
It's YOU that makes me whole

There is no corner, no dark place,
YOUR LOVE cannot fill
And if the world starts causing waves,
It's your devotion that makes them still

And yes you always speak to me,
In sweet honesty and truth
Your caring heart keeps out the rain,
YOUR LOVE, the ultimate roof

He was relieved to see her shocked expression on her face, lit by the candle. She looked up and he knew she was speechless. "I-It w-was-" I stopped her word with a kiss.

A smile grew on her face. "Exactly."