Michael's POV

Hi my name is Michael I'm eighteen and go to East High School it's not my favorite place to go to but of course I was forced by my mom to go. I would rather just be home schooled everyone else at school is normal I'm just invisible to the people around me. I'm not the same literally I like to hang out on my own during lunch period. "Good morning everyone take your seats I will now take attendance!" The teacher got out her clip board clicking her pen ready to check people in. "Ryan Smith?" Ryan raised his hand. "Here!" She put a check near present. "Amelia Walters?" Wow that name made me raise my head up to see the gorgeous red head sitting right at the front of the classroom. "Here!" She says raising her hand she goes and until the attendance was done. "Amelia do you mind sending this to the attendance office please?" As she wrote out a yellow pass for her. "Of course." She smiled so brightly like the sun her freckles were so cute! She was wearing skinny jeans, and a purple v neck t-shirt she barley wore make up but all I saw was some lip gloss. As she walks by the front of the room I put my head back down afraid she would notice me I really never wanted harsh judgment. "Alright class I want everyone to write an essay about yourself it is an easy grade." An essay? Why should I write when I can just talk about how boring my life is. Amelia came back in the class room I looked up and accidentally made eye contact with her damn it, she smiled that sweet smile back at me before heading back to her seat. When she smiled I guess it was a good sign that she doesn't think I'm some creep weirdo who stared at her. Ten minutes passed and the bell rings we have almost every class together but she doesn't seem to notice. Maybe I should sit next to her in the next class. Of course they went through the whole entire routine of attendance then finally class starts. "Well as you know we need to take school seriously and it's your junior year almost becoming seniors. Act like it! Anyway your going to be partnered to do a research project on animals of your choice you should be able to pass. I will call you all one by one."

Amelia's POV

Oh god partners? I hope I don't work with the popular girl who never does anything. Or even the nerd who sits next to me. The emo guy on the other side of me seems ok he looks harmless. What is his name? I don't think I seen him before is he new? "Katness Everdeen and Ansel Elgort" They sat next to each other my name was called I prayed I would get a decent partner. "Amelia Walters and Michael Jackson." Michael waves at me nervous. "Oh hi so your Michael." He nods his head. "Ok nice to meet you. " I scooted my seat closer to his. "So what animal should we do research on?" Michael shrugged his shoulders. "How about a butterfly." Michael gave me the I don't care look. "I guess that was a yes so lets brain storm anything we know about butterflies so far." I sighed. "They are colorful." Michael stated. "Well that's the start." I started to write it down. Michael is pretty cool he is wearing black leather pants and a black leather shirt with rock star boots that were black also. He is just so mysterious to me maybe I should invite him to my lunch table. I really don't think my girlfriends would mind. "Your really beautiful." He mumbled. "What did you say?" Michael fake coughed. "I said butterflies are beautiful they also use there colors on the wings to scare away any predators." I know I heard what he said. He was just being shy about it. "So if your not busy I was wondering if you would like to join me for lunch at my table? We could work on our project together." Michael smiled faintly. "If that's ok with you sure." The bell rang and we walked straight to the café where I saw my friends. "Hey guys what's cooking?" They gave Michael a weird look. "Oh well nothing just hanging out, what about you bestie?" Shelly laughed. "I met a new friend this is Michael." Again Michael was acting a little shy. "Oh hi." Shelly said dryly. "Hello there." Janice was tracing her eyes up and down his black leather suit. Michael and I sat down taking our homework out. It was a little quite most of the time. "You know what I think it's best if I just sit alone sorry about that." Michael quickly got his stuff and fled away out of the café. "What was that all about?" Shelly asked surprised. "I think you two scared him away with all of that staring." I hissed. "Me? I was staring at his weird leather suit I wonder how his parents let him dress like that out of the house."

Michael's POV

Well her friends were nice I decided to eat all the way at the back of the café I'm pretty sure no one would notice I meant not that I would care. I took my sandwich out of the paper bag and started to eat. I hate being depressed I'd rather just die but I can't or else mom will send me to a mental asylum. I can't help it I was born this way. I looked at all of the cuts I caused on my arm they weren't anything serious just small little tiny lines on my arm and wrist. Why should people waste time worrying about my cuts I'm gonna do it again anyway. Just thinking about Amelia is the only thing that makes me happy at least she noticed me and hasn't judged me once. I got back home after school and closed the door behind me putting my headphones in listening to rock music I can understand the song lyrics because I'm pretty sure they went through the same things I was going through. "Honey?" Michael's mom knocks on the door. Michael doesn't here because of the music. "Honey! Are you in there?" Knocking loudly she gave up and opened the door Katherine saw Michael bobbing his head to the music. She walks to him and taps his shoulders and looks up taking his ear buds out. "Hi mom can you please knock?" He complained. "Yes but you didn't hear so I just opened it. Let me see your arm?" Michael sighed. "Why do you want to see it so bad? I don't want you worrying about me I'm fine." Faking a smile. "I know that but I can't believe every word you say." She forcefully rolls up my sleeves. "Oh thank god no cuts so far." Then mom hugged me again. "I know how hard it is with out your father around." Kissing my cheek. "I'm not even thinking about it I'm just thinking about something else that is silly right now." I mentioned. "Like what son?" Mom smiles. "Well there Is this girl at school named Amelia Walters she is so pretty and also a ginger which is what they called a red head. We never talked before until today because I always sit in the back of the class so we are working on a project together. So today she invited me to her lunch table and I saw her friends I was a little uncomfortable so I just decided to leave and eat by myself which I didn't mind." Mom gave me a smirk. "Are you telling me you have a crush on her? Your not showing it but your making it really obvious." She winked. "Well I didn't say I had a crush on her I just thought she was beautiful just a small compliment nothing serious I don't think we are on the same level she might like other guys. Like so of the boys on the football team, or maybe one of the popular boys but I doubt she likes me I'm just different." I sighed. "Honey she will like you if you can just be yourself. Be confident and don't shy away ok?" I nodded my head. "Well I'm going to go back downstairs and I think you should get started on your homework." I groaned taking my books out of my back pack and started writing things about butterflies but the more I thought about butterflies the more I thought about Amelia.

Amelia's POV

"Hi mom and dad." I kissed them both on the cheek. "How was school today sweetie?" I set my backpack on the couch. "Nothing new I just have to finished up a project on Butterflies for school and write an essay about myself me and my partner are doing the butterfly thingy but I bet we'll do great!" I beamed. "And who is your partner maybe you should invite who ever it is over for the day and get it done." I smiled. "Oh just some guy named Michael I never seen him before it was probably because he was new but he is also interesting and mysterious almost emo looking. My friends thought he was weird but I didn't mind him you just got to get used to it." They nodded their heads. "Alright I would like to meet this Michael fella." I took an apple juice box out of the fridge. "Alright I'll just ask him to come over tomorrow but he is a little shy so I'm not sure if we would like this." I run upstairs to do my all about myself essay. Michael is a little cute but I'm not sure if he likes me back. I mean he is an emo rock star kind of guy and I am a normal school girl there is no way we can connect to each other. On the other hand I bet he isn't single so maybe I should just stick with the hot football players then.