Wow, I've never felt so alive before. Who thought that a girl like Katy would kiss me? Well, on my cheek at least. I looked at my book bag and saw the Nomicon glow red. I went over to go get it when I noticed that my drawers had all of the clothes out. I was sure I stuffed those in there before I went to school today. I put all my clothes back in their drawers and went back to get the Nomicon. I open it up and am sucked into a whole other place. Words in a red and black text pop up in front of me.

Beware Of The One You Find The Most Intriguing, And Beware Of The One You Think Is Your Friend.

"What the juice? What do you mean Nomicon? That I should watch out for Howard. Don't worry; I'm pretty sure that our friendship is over. He thinks that Katy is an enemy or something."

Be Careful With That One, She Is More Than She Appears To Be

"Man whatever Nomicon, I like Katy, and Katy likes me. She is the perfect person that I can trust anything with. Even my secret." I am thrown out of the book, and when I wake up the Nomicon slams itself shut. First Howard now the Nomicon. What next?

When I get to school the next day. I notice that Howard is ignoring me, and wont even look at me. Forget about Howard. The spring dance is coming up and I have to ask Katy to go with me. I walk over to Katy's locker and I take a deep breath.

"Hey Kaitlin, what's up?"

"Oh, hey Randy. I'm just cleaning out my locker. What'd you want."

"Well you know, the spring dance is coming up and I was just wondering if you-" Just the Bash cuts right between Katy and me.

"What's up chick? So I've seen you walking around here a lot lately. I hear you're the new girl."

"Bash, I'm not new anymore, I've been going to school here for almost a month now. And I'm in your science class."

"Potato Tomato. Anyways, I hear you're looking for a date. So here's how its going to go down. I'm going to pick you up at seven, wear something that'll make all the guys in this school wished they'd ask you out before. Oh and you're paying for the tickets."

"As much fun that sounds, I'm not into jerk faces like you. So I'm not going with you Bash."

"Did you just say no? Did she just say no to me? Nobody says no to Bash! You're going to the dance with me whether you like it or not!" I bud in front of Katy and get in Bash's face.

"She said no Bash now leave her alone!"

"Oh yeah? Who's going to stop me?"

"I am!" With that, I am punched in the gut really hard. It felt like a medal hand had just punched me.

"Randy!" I hear Katy scream my name, and then I see her angel face in front of mine. "Randy, are you okay?" I nod my head to assure her that I am all right. "Why do you have to be such a jerk Bash? He was just trying to stick up for me. It's not like he offended you or anything or called you a name. What the juice?"

"Forget it! You're not worth it." Bash walks away from the scene and Katy helps me up. I look at her and tell her I'm alright.

"Are you sure? He hit you pretty hard Randy."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Anyways where was I? Oh yeah, well Katy I was wondering if you wanted to go to the dance with me?" I pull a bracelet with her name on it out of my pocket and give it to her.

"Oh Randy, it's beautiful. I love it. Yes Randy Cunningham, I'll go to the spring dance with you."

"Shweet, oh and where what ever you want, I'll pay, and what time should I pick you up."

"Aw Randy you're so sweet. Thanks so much." She gives me a nice gentle hug that makes me feel all warm inside. I grab her hand and we walk to class holding hands. When we get to class, I see the look on Howards face. He didn't like that I was holding Katy's hand. And he knew that I asked her to the dance. How does he know? I texted him that I was going to ask her today, but he never responded so I'm not sure if he read it or not.

"After you Miss Kaitlin."

"Oh no, after you Mister Randy."

"Excuse me Randy and Kaitlin? If you two are done talking to each other at the door, then please take your seats." Says the annoying teacher. Katy and me got take our seats, and I begin to day dream about what Katy will look like at the dance. Maybe she'll wear a glittering long or short dress so that it will match my hair. Or maybe black simple dress. I don't care what she comes looking like, she looks beautiful all the time, no matter what.