So, I'm surprised to see that I got three reviews (so far) on my first chapter. I thought I wasn't going to get any! I'd like to tell you now that I'm not planning on having Kyle be gay in this story and this chapter is mostly about introducing several other characters. The next few will probably be that same as well. So seeing as I've got a few of you interested, here is Chapter 2! Hope you like it!

The car ride in the morning is always silent. Never awkward, only silent. Don't get me wrong, my mom and I have a great relationship…I guess just not in the morning . Oh crap…didn't do my math homework! Wait…did we have any math homework? We must have! Mrs. C always gives out homework. Even after a test! It's ridiculous!

Oh well…I'll just lie like I always do, figure out some excuse. I just realized a few days ago that I tend to lie a lot. Not just a lot, I mean A LOT! I lie about just as much a smoker will pull out a cigarette. I lie to my parents about homework, school and everyday things. I lie to my teachers. I lie to people. I probably should quite that habit shouldn't I? The only person I don't lie to is my best friend.

I don't even say 'goodbye' to my mom anymore as I get out of the car and walk towards the school. I think I should, but I gotta look cool for everyone don't I? One of the best quotes I've ever heard, "Success, not greatness, is the only god this world worships," I have it on my laptop because it is so true and I don't see anything wrong with it.

"Alright class," Mrs. C, my math teacher starts to say as I walk in the door 1st Period, "Get out a pencil and calculator for your test."

Wait, what? Crap…did I study? No. I forgot…again.

"Miss Cartwright! Late again?"

"Yes," Isn't it obvious?

I hate Mrs. C! And I hadn't realized why until a few weeks ago. She is so full of herself! She thinks that just because she's been to college, she knows everything there is to know! It is freaking annoying! And it sucks for me because this is my second year with her as a teacher. They made me retake Algebra 1. I took it as a Freshman and failed, so now I'm a Junior in high school and I'm sitting in a class with nothing but Freshman. I can't believe I was them only 2 ½ years ago. As for Mrs. C, she is still the same know-it-all teacher who expects her students to study math 24/7! I have other homework besides math and I have a life outside of school!

Might as well just get the test over and done with. What is it on again? I don't even know. Gee, you can really tell that I totally pay attention in math class!

Solve the quadratic equation 6x^2 + 7x - 3 = 0

Damn!

As soon as the bell rang, I was out of that torturous math class faster than a squirrel runs from a dog. Literally…I scurried out of there! I'm so hungry! I need to get to the café and get a muffin or something.

I make my way down the stairs, yeah stairs. This school has so many darn stairs! You can't help but feel bad for the people who are disabled or in wheelchairs. I make my way down to my locker. It's on the bottom, now what's my combo? 23-51-2. There we go!

Ana Vargas, my best friend, always meets me at my locker in the morning. It's like our place to meet every day. She's not very thin, but she most certainly is not overweight. I would say she is pleasantly plump in a healthy way. She's got sort of a gothic style about her. Her hair always falls in her face and she wears the biggest, tallest, most outrageous heels! Like I said…she's got an interesting sense of fashion. Me? I just show up in whatever.

But, I love her. We've known each other since 3rd Grade, hated each other in 4th Grade and have been best friends since 5th. It's actually a bit of a sad story, how we met. Let's just say I was a quite the loner when I was younger. I'm still pretty shy, but not as bad as I was in elementary school. I was having a rough year and I knew I needed a friend. I would sit alone at lunch and every day I would see her and her posse laughing and having fun. Every day I would sit a little bit closer hoping and praying that they would let me in and they did!

"Can I ask a favor of you?"

What…she never asks me for anything? "Um…yeah, sure."

"I need you to try and find out if Kyle likes me."

Ok…I was not expecting that. I just stare at her, not knowing what to say.

"I'm sorry. I know I this is coming out of the blue, but you know I don't like him like that and I don't want to cause any more drama…"

Kyle Bishop. Ah…Were to begin? Overall, a great guy. Funny. Charming. Good with the ladies. Just loveable guy. You could possibly dislike him? There's nothing to not like about him. I can't help but feel bad for him sometimes though. Many people seem to think he's gay for some reason even though he has had about three different girlfriends all three years of high school so far. I will admit, his voice is a bit high and he is involved with the theatre program here just like me and Ana. Did I forget to mention that I do theatre? But just because he does theatre doesn't mean he's homosexual! He's quite a good actor, a natural performer and if anyone gets to know him, they know he's not gay. With all honesty, I really don't know that much about him. The most I know is that he doesn't have a father in his life.

"I can try to get him to talk to me, but you know I barely know him. And getting him to talk would require him opening up to me in some way," I say.

"I know," Ana replies.

"And I don't even know how I would start that conversation without it sounded like I want to be involved with him…"

"Ok, forget it. I'm sorry I asked you. You're right," there was a moment of silence; "I just don't want to have you end up in the middle of everything."

"You would be in the middle with me. You don't like him. Why are you worrying?"

"I don't want to ruin my friendship with Kytti. You know how many times she's said she's in love with him."

It was true. She'd admitted more than once to both of us, but never to him. It's rather frustrating, the fact that we know that she "in love" with him and it makes ever lunch somewhat awkward for Ana and I.

Kytti…Yes, that is her real name. Is it pronounced the same way as 'kitty,' but with the y and i in switched. I guess she wanted to be different. You know…like Sa5m in Bandslam? Great movie by the way. You're probably wondering who she is? She's a great girl. A beautiful girl and a wonderful friend. Very quiet though. She's adopted…I'll just tell you now…It's not really my place to tell you who she is and what she's going through. She'll tell you on her own terms if she learns to trust you enough.

The bells rings. Ana and I say our goodbyes and I walk off to another class. This time, US History. It's that type of class that you wish the teacher would give some homework because you're not learning a thing! But that's just me…I like history!

So again...tell me how you guys liked it? Interested?