Jen's POV
I sat on my bed in my room. I recently just moved into town and felt a little bit scared. I looked out my bedroom window. The sun was shining into my room. I got dressed and headed to the kitchen. My mom was making breakfast. "Good morning, Jen." She said. I grabbed an apple from the basket and took a bite. "Good morning." I said. I sat down at the table. "You ready for school?" My mom asked. I shook my head. "You'll be fine, Jen." Mom said. I sighed. I knew there was no way to get out of this one. "Fine." I said. I got up from the table. I put my sketchbook in my bag along with some colored pens and some pencils and an extra eraser. Then I ran a brush through my messy brown hair and braided it. Mom handed me my lunch and I hopped on my bike and left.
Pat's POV
I got up, showered and got dressed. My parents were downstairs eating breakfast and reading the paper. My mom looked up when I walked in. "Morning buddy. You sleep well?" She asked. "Mom. I'm not five." I said. "Sorry. I forgot that I'm not supposed to call you that anymore." She said. I grabbed my phone and my backpack. "See you later!" I yelled. I grabbed my bike and left.
When I got to school, I parked my bike and headed inside. I was heading to my locker when I collided with a girl. She dropped all of her stuff. I noticed a notebook lying open on the ground. Inside there was a drawing. I quickly picked it up and handed it to her. "I think this is yours." I said. "Thanks." She said. The bell rang. "What classes do you have?" I asked. She told me. I helped her find her class.
Skip to lunch
Jen's POV
I was in the lunchroom, doodling in my sketchbook when someone sat down. "That's really cool." A familiar voice said. I looked up and saw the boy from earlier. I blushed. "Thanks. I've been interested in art for a while." I said. He looked at the book. "You can look at them. Just leave the book here." I said. He studied the drawings. After awhile, he closed it. "They're really good. I'm Pat." He said. "I'm Jen." I said.
We talked until the bell rang. During the rest of the day, I felt a connection with Pat. He seemed so muscular and hot. I stopped myself. I think I might be falling for Pat.