Kendall

"Did you talk to him?" I asked Ashlyn, while putting my books back in my locker.

"Yeah." She said. "He said that your Bryan's problem now."

"Ugh!" I screamed slamming my locker closed. "And that's all he said?" I asked, with my head against my locker.

"Yep." She answered.

I banged my head against the locker and tried to think. "You know how to get back at him, right? Start hanging out with Bryan." Ashlyn commented.

"You know, that isn't a bad idea." I said, picking my head up.

"And look there they are." Ashlyn whispered.

"Who is he with?" I asked, looking at the girl next to him.

"I think her name is Tessa." Ashlyn said, trying to get a better look.

"Whatever." I started to walk towards Bryan who was only a few feet away from Wesley. "Hey Bryan!" I called.

Right when he turned to face him, I grabbed him and kissed him as hard as I could. I tried to look out of the corner of my eye to see Wesley's face, but he was still talking to that Tessa girl. I tried to get his attention, but he was focused on her. I let go of Bryan and stormed off towards Ashlyn. "We should do that more often!" Bryan called behind me.

"It didn't work." I grumbled looking at Ashlyn.

"His full attention was on her." She said, glancing at the door, that they went out of. "I don't see what is so special about her."

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out." I said, storming out of the building.

Tessa

"So, you play football?" I asked Wesley, trying to keep in step with him.

"Yeah. I'm trying to quit though." He said, looking forward.

"Why so?"

"You will laugh at me." He glanced at me and turned back towards the front.

"I promise I won't." I said.

"I've always wanted to take up dancing." He muttered, looking down at the ground.

"Really? My sister was a dancer!" I said looking at him.

"That's awesome! I'll have to meet her sometime." He said. "We'll this is where I get off!"

I looked in the direction of the road he was about to go down. He must live in a freaking mansion. "I'll see ya' tomorrow Tessa." With that he turned around and jogged down the street.

I called out 'see ya' but I doubt he heard me. It didn't make a difference though. The most popular guy in the school is my friend. Is my friend! "I can see right through him." Justine said, appearing to my right.

"What do you mean?" I asked curiously.

"He doesn't want to be friends." Justine said.

My heart dropped; could she really be right? "How do you know? Like, how could you tell?" I asked frantically.

"You didn't let me finish." She said, looking at me. "He wants to be more than friends."

I tried to think. "More than friends? What do you mean, 'more than friends'?" I looked back at Justine, but she was already gone.

"Thanks a lot, sis!" I yelled at the sky.

I started to walk home when I noticed the same guy that I met on the street two days ago. I walked up towards him and looked down. "Mason, right?"

He looked up at me and smiled. "Right, and you're Tessa. The girl I tripped."

"That's the one." I said, trying to smile.

"I'm sorry about that by the way." He said while standing up. "I never got a chance to apologize. You were in such a hurry."

"I wanted to apologize to, actually." I said looking at him. "About running off. I had to-uh- get home. It was an emergency."

"Totally understandable." He said, giving me another smile.

"Well, I don't mean to run off again, but I kinda have to go." I said, making my way past him.

"Haha, that's fine." He said, smiling. "See you at school tomorrow."

I started walking down the sidewalk and I thought, 'In two days I have made two friends.' "Wow." I said out loud.

"This must be my year." I said.

Mason

I sat back down after Tessa pasted me. I pulled back out my sketchpad, and started drawing again. A few minutes past before my phone ringed. "Hello?" I said to the person on the other end.

"Oh, hey Ryan!" I said, while standing up.

"Yeah sure. I live on Rodchester lane, 5th house… Ok, see ya there."

I hung my phone up and headed for my house. I got there about the time Ryan was pulling up on his bike. "Nice wheels." I said jokingly.

"Oh yeah, definitely." He said sarcastically. "My parents said they'll get me a real car next year. For now, I'm stuck with this."

He got off his bike and put it in the grass in my front lawn. "God, that is a big house." He said, looking at the house in front of him.

"I guess." I muttered.

We walked inside and went upstairs. I opened my room and let him inside. "Wow Mason. This is awesome. You have your own MacBook?" He said, going over to my desk.

"Yeah, my aunt bought it for me." I said, following him over to my desk.

He opened the laptop and sat down. "Did you draw that?" He said, pointing to my home screen.

"Yeah." I said, smiling.

"That's amazing." He said trying to get a better look at it. "Do you have any other drawings?"

"Yeah, just click that icon." I leaned over him, and pointed to the icon on my computer.

"Wow." Was all he said.

"Uh-thanks." I said, taking a seat on my bed.

He closed my laptop and came over to where I was. "So, I guess we need to work on math." He said, pulling out his binder.

"I guess." I said, doing the same he did.

We worked on math for a good hour and a half and finished our homework. "This sucks." He said falling back on my bed.

"School sucks." I said, laughing.

"You got that right." He said, laughing too.

"Mason! Your food is ready!" Said a voice from downstairs.

"Who was that?" Ryan asked, sitting up.

"My aunt." I got up and headed for the door.

"I'm guessing this when I should leave." Ryan grabbed his bag and headed for the door. "I'll see you tomorrow, Mason."

"See ya Ryan." I said, closing the door behind him.

Wesley

"Can school get any more boring?" I said through the phone to Tessa.

"I guess so." She said back to me.

"Have you finished your Science homework yet?" I asked her.

"Nope. Have you?" She said, laughing.

"Nope." I said, laughing with her.

I heard a knock at my door, so I told Tessa I had to go. "We'll I'll see ya tomorrow, Wesley." She said, hanging up the phone.

I closed my phone about the time my father opened my door. "Was that Kendall?" He asked closing the door behind him.

"No, Tessa." I said, pulling my book bag onto my bed.

"Tessa? What happened to Kendall?" He asked.

"We broke up." I muttered, not looking at my dad.

"I hope that won't mess up your football season." He said. "When are football sign-ups?"

"Tomorrow, and I've been meaning to talk to you about that." I said, looking up at him.

"What?"

"I don't really want to play football anymore." I stammered.

"You're being funny, right?" He said, raising his voice. "You're going to play football."

"Dad, I don't want to anym-" I tried to finish, but my dad cut in.

"I don't care, you are playing this year." He said, raising his voice even more.

"No." I said, standing up.

Before I knew it, I was back on my bed and my eye was killing me. My dad left the room and slammed the door. I made my way over to my mirror and looked at my face.

My dad had hit me.