Looking down at the girl named Skylar I noticed she looked excited. Her eyes were fixed on me.

"What a strange girl," I thought. 

I began the conversation by opening up my lunchbox.

 She immediately said "Wow! That looks delicious!"

"Yes, I guess it does,"  I replied.

"Is something wrong? Do you want me to go away?" she asked.

"No," I said, "I'm just a little nervous."

"Oh, about what?" she asked.

"My mom said I need more friends" I replied.

She looked at me and told me "I need a studying partner if you want to hang out."

"Okay, were do you live?" I asked.

"8892 Center Street," she said.

"Okay, see you after school." I said.

Wow! I had actually made a friend. She looked pretty fun. My mother was going to be happy. Or at least releived. 

  About two minutes into class William spoke to me about the upcoming dance. I already new he was taking me. He spoke to me about flowers,candy,tuxes, etcetera. This made me so bored. He then finally said something interesting: he wanted me too pick out his tuxedo. Oh, this was going to be bad. I suck when it comes to fashion. I went home and got my bike and rode it two blocks to where Skylar lived.