I made my way to the cafeteria quickly before the crowd would interrupt my arrival process. As always, I moved sharply towards my usual seat to drop my bag then joined the little line that was just forming. By the time I got my sandwich, the cafeteria was already full and my table was almost full...surprisingly.

Confused, I walked back to the table and slowly got into the seat. The cafeteria tables are rectangular with ten seats-five on each side. I always took the one on the right and throughout my stay on the table there had always been four students who took the other end of the table. Three boys and one girl. Today, it's grown. There were six. Two more girls and their giggles were fucking frustrating.

Groaning, I rolled my eyes before digging into my sandwich. As I paid attention mindlessly to my surrounding, my eyes fell on a perfectly made brown hair that made the hair on my body rise when I heard him laughing.

Tom had a thing for throwing his head back when he laughed. If he didn't do that, he'll just hit whoever he's with really hard that they could get pissed. It had always amused me.

"Who are you staring at?"

I froze mid bite then glanced at whoever said that.

She had really pretty blue eyes with flakes of gold. Awesome. She had blonde hair and her red lips drew quite an attention. Her name was Ciara. We normally have chemistry and maths together. But I know this, I don't know about her...

"Hi." I said calmly.

She rose a brow as she sat in the seat beside me then said, "Just hi?"

"Uh..."

"I'm Ciara."

"I know."

She pursed her lips, "How? We don't know each other."

"I know you." I replied after finishing my sandwich. "We have chem and math together. I even knew your name is Ciara."

She grinned, "Ohh! I've got a stalker."

I frowned at her, "I'm not a stalker. I just tend to observe and notice things."

"Wallflower?" she suggested.

"Not into labels." I shrugged then stood to leave, "I guess I will see you when I see you." I picked up my bag and began to leave.

Just when I got out of the cafeteria, Ciara came back and pulled me to a corner, saying, "Think you can just leave me like that?"

"Uh yeah." I gave her my 'duh' face when we finally stopped.

She rolled her eyes then said, "I need a friend for a party tonight."

My turn to be suspicious, "What about Jess?"

"Got a date."

"Tami?"

"Grounded."

"Finn?"

"Watching porn online." She scrunched her face in disgust to copy mine. "I know. Annoying. So please."

"No." I stayed blunt.

She frowned, "That's mean. Is that a way to treat a first friend?"

"We are friends?" I asked confused.

"The moment I asked who you were staring at." Then she smirked and added, "Tom's been looking hot lately huh?"

At first, I didn't grab what she was getting at but when I noticed the glint in her eyes, I turned crimson. She had noticed who I was staring at!

"W-wait, don't get any ideas." I tried but the way she smiled at me told me I was already done for.

"He's going to be at the party" she wiggled her brows at me.

"No. I am done here. I can't believe you think I'm gay." I shook my head as I turned and left.

"I thought you didn't like labels." She shouted but I just blocked her out and continued on to my class.

"Hello." Mrs. Tiffin smiled at us then began giving out handout which I guessed was an assignment and would be stressful with the way the first student whined.

"Today's assignment would be due by next week Monday and I expect it done and completed. I will not accept USB or any excuse. It needs to be printed out and completely answered. Your finals depends on this. You got that Tom?" Mrs. Tiffin rose a brow at him.

"Yes ma'am. When have I ever failed you?" he replied with a joke as he took his handout.

"Hmm. Surprise me." she said then continued.

When I got mine, I glanced through it and was almost embarrassed by the questions. What teacher wants to know the last time you jerked off?!

"This is a joke." Zac stated as he slammed the paper to his desk.

"What is wrong Zac?" She asked as he got back to her desk.

"It says here we should ask when was the last time we had sex." Yvonne stared at our teacher.

"How to use a condom?" Tom laughed.

Mrs. Tiffin paused then sighed, "I must have switched my English handout with my Home education handout. How embarrassing."

"There are some cool questions here though." Tom glanced up from his paper and winked at his teacher.

"Mature Tom!" she rolled her eyes then added, "Okay. Pass your papers to the front."

We did as she said and she quickly sent out the actual assignments. The questions looked doable. Name, ambition, age, university of choice, future aim and a 100 word summary of your partner.

This would only be easy if my partner was actually someone I knew because a 100 words is a big deal.

"I have already paired you guys so," Mrs. Tiffin began as she sat on her stool, "take ten minutes to approach your partner and make arrangements."

Partner?

I glanced up to see if anyone will approach me. I hadn't gotten a partner on the partner blank and I didn't know if it was a problem or not.

Glancing around rapidly, I hadn't even notice when someone had met up with me until he touched me.

"Hey, can I bunk with you?"

"What?" I answered then froze solid when I saw Tom smirking at me.

"Hey." He said casually as he sat on the empty seat beside me.

"H-hi."

"I'm Tom."

"I know." I answered stiffly.

"Cool." He laughed then said as he tapped my shoulder, "Hey dude, chill. You don't need to act so stiff around me."

"S-sorry." I replied just as stiffly.

What? This happens to people. I mean he's looking directly at me. Those clear grey eyes are on me and closer now. Damn...

Tom shook his head and said with an amused smile, "So stiff, I take it we are partners. I would have said we meet up today but I've got a party to be at so, I'm going to leave you with a present ."

Tom got out a pen and took my hand from the table. At frist, he stared at it as if he was surprised by it then he grinned out of nowhere and started to write on it.

"That is my number." He said after a period and I could hardly contain my breathing when I realized what he just said.

"Your number?"

"Yes. Now be a darling and save it then call me so I can save yours. Okay?" He added a cheeky smile and I nodded.

"Good. See you later." He said then ruffled my hair before he left.

I exhaled deeply and the rest of the class was blur.

Next thing I remember, I'm coming out of the restroom. I walked slowly back to my locker as I relived my English class experience. I think I blanked out because I bumped into someone and I didn't even notice until the person screamed my name.

"What? What!"

Ciara glared at me, "First you reject my offer now you bump into me and not say sorry. That is rude."

"Oh. I'm sorry. And I think I'm g-gonna g-go to the party."

"You stammer?" She rose a brow.

"No. Just sometimes." I said as I scratched my head.

She gave me a cocky grin and I swallowed, "So what changed your mind?"

"Uh..."

Let's just say, I wanted to see those eyes again.