As the halls filled with students for the last break of the day, I stopped by my locker that I finally memorized where it was. I had just started at this school a week ago, and was having sone struggles when it comes to fitting in. Back home, I had many friends, I felt loved, but here, I just felt alone. I got my books for my Chemistry class before heading down the hall to the class.

I didn't quite like my hometown, but it didn't make the move any easier. Since my father was in the military, it made for a lot of moving. Luckily though, this was my senior year. I just hoped that I wouldn't have to move again before graduating. I eventually found the classroom, and walked in. Seeing others running around the room and talking to each other just drove home the fact that I don't know any of them. I had to start over. I eventually found an empty seat at a table in the back. I set my things down and felt eyes on me. The all too familiar feeling I never liked. "Are you in the right class?" one girl asked before a boy answered for me, "Yeah, she's new. From California, right?" he asked looking at me and I nodded. Maybe this would be good for me. "Yea, I'm from San Diego," I explained and looked to my paper before I felt the presence of someone else beside me.

I looked over to see a boy having sat next to me, fiddling with his pens. I think he noticed I was looking at him because he stopped and sighed. "No one really sits here. I'd understand if you left too," he seemed upset. I wasn't sure of the context of his words, but I just shook my head, trying to be supportive of him. "I'm not one to go off words of others. I'd rather find out myself. I'm Alena," He seemed to smile at that and nodded, setting his pens down. "I'm Spencer. People don't really like me here, but I just try to be myself." Little did I know that encounter would change the trajectory of my entire senior year.

Spencer's POV

I walked into my Chemistry class and was filled with worry when I saw a girl sitting at my table. She didn't belong there. I mean, Josh was talking to her, she must be popular, she looks like she would be. She had beautiful blonde hair and from the looks of it, hazel eyes to match. I felt the nervousness wash over me as I took my seat, twirling my pens in my fingers trying not to cause any issues. I kept to myself until I realized. Maybe she doesn't know. I don't want people to mess with her because she doesn't know how they feel about who she sits with. "No one sits here, I'd understand if you left too," I sighed and avoided eye contact, I tried to focus on my pens so I wouldn't look at her. I can't help what they think of me, but I can help what they think of those around me, and I know she isn't deserving of it.

"I'm not one to go off words of others," She explained, and I lifted my head. I finally looked at her once she said her name. Alena. It was such a beautiful name. I smiled and set my pens down, giving her my full attention. "Spencer. People don't really like me here, but I just try to be myself," I explained which earned me the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. I wasn't sure exactly what I was feeling. All I knew is I needed more of it.

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"You don't love him, Alena. He's just a boy." I heard my dad say and I just sunk in my chair. Through the past few weeks, Spencer and I had grown to know each other, and he asked to take me on a date. I agreed, which led to us dating and now I was sat in the living room waiting for him. "Could you please just get a chance to meet him, dad?" I asked and looked out the window just as I saw Spencer's car pull into the driveway. My frown turned into a bright smile, and I practically jumped up off the couch, running out the door to him. He wrapped his arms around me, spinning me around. His smile grew when he set me back down and offered his hand to me. I took it and led him inside the house. I could feel my dad's eyes on him, but I just gave his hand a gentle, supportive squeeze. Once my mother came downstairs and saw him, her smile matched mine and she walked up to him. "You must be Spencer. Honey, my daughter talks so highly of you," I felt my cheeks heat up and my dad shook his head. He always had a perfect picture in mind. I would graduate, get married and already be starting my family, but right now, I just wanted this.

Spencer and I eventually left, and he opened the passenger side door for me. I grinned and got in, buckling my seatbelt. I wasn't too sure where we were going since I told him to pick, but no matter where, I knew I would be happy. Once he got in the car, he let out a soft sigh and looked at me. "I'm not sure your dad likes me much," "He'll be fine. He just wants all the basic shit. He wants me to get married and have kids, all that," I laughed, and Spencer blushed. I think that's the first time I've seen him do that. "I mean....I do hope to do those things with you. I..I love you" He stuttered and now I was the one blushing. I took his hand in mine again with a bright smile. It was the first time he had said those words, and my heart was racing. "Spencer, I love you too. I want my future to be with you." I agreed and he continued to drive to our destination.

Once we got there, he looked at me with a goofy grin and went to open the door for me. I laughed and followed close behind him. Once we walked a little way into the park, he had a picnic set up and a small sign that was flipped over so I couldn't see it. I laughed again when he let go of my hand to go to the sign. He turned it around and I gasped, smiling. "Prom?" the sign displayed with polaroid photos of us from the past few weeks. I immediately nodded and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek "I wouldn't want to go with anyone else but you."

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Hey there! Thank you guys for being patient with my absence with my aunt. This one was requested using the song Adolescent Love by Badflower. It's possible I may do a part 2 to this one later on, but not sure. As always, feel free to dm me requests!