Chapter one

2004, Macon, Georgia

"Jess! Jessie!" It was Fiona whisper-squeaking in my ear. I hate it when she calls me 'Jessie'. I low-key hate my name already, and now it's jacked up to sound like I'm some stuck-up plastic who's a brat 80% of the time. I know that's pretty stereotypical, but then again, this IS, MY thoughts.

Anywho, she's tapping on my desk, sitting to my right. She shoves a scrap of paper on top of my notes. Fiona lets out a little 'te-he' before continuing to pretend that she's paying attention. You see, Fiona herself, is semi-popular in this war zone of a high school. She's pretty much some minion to Caroline, the ultimate popular kid in the ninth grade. Although, from the outside, Caroline and Fiona seem to be 'besties', Fiona is just in it for the high school fame.

I take a look at this note and it said

"Have your eye on someone?"

With a doodle of a pair of eyes, and the 's' as in 'someone' made with that stupid graffiti-looking s that people doodle with like four lines. I mean, they're great, I have nothing against them. Heck, I'll pray for them but they're still overused a lot.

Ugh, I thought after I realized what the note was about. I was staring off into space (like I usually do in math) and I happened to be looking at Hansen, that's way out of my league. Well, I'm not too sure who's out of who's league, but it's quite a distance.

It makes me want to gag, just thinking about how Fiona would use this as the newest rumor to sneak to Caroline.

I roll my eyes and I whisper "As if," Then I crumble up the paper and throw it across the room. It just so happen to hit Hansen in the back of his head. He turned around and looked at me. Bright turquoise hair, and everything. He noticed the scrap of paper on the floor and picked it up. He unfolded the paper and read it.

He turned around all confused, as I blushed and repeated "fmlfmlfmlfmlfml' in my head. "Jesus, now everyone'll think I'm blushing cause I like him, not cause I'm embarrassed," I think to myself.

In my peripheral vision, I can see Fiona staring into my eyes, biting her lip, probably looking for more information to the rumor she'll probably spill later today.

And it's only third period.....