Jeramy and I leave my house and I start things off with the basic conversation starts like, how did you sleep last night and are you excited for school and read any good books lately? Of course, being the hottie that he is, he has the best answers. "It slept wonderfully last night." and "I'm worried and excited but that just might be the nerves talking." and "yes several you should come by sometime and I will lend you some of my favourites." Seriously I can't even handle his perfection. Most of the way was silent that was until we steps foot on school property and it was like Jeramy was a flower and all the Queen Bees were in need of more honey. I swear his toe just skimmed the property and a swarm of them came charging, pushing people and dodging incoming cars as they made there way to us. I start to pull away from the group of sluts but as was doing so a hand lightly grasp onto my wrist. Jeramy was holding onto me. "Give me on second don't leave with out me. Okay?" I nod to stunned to say anything in return.
"Ladies please. I really do wish I could stay and talk to all of you but I do need to get to class, with Morgan." He tells them. He takes my hand and we walk off to the front doors. "Sorry, I didn't expect girls to surround you. I mean your cute but--" I stopped realizing what I had said. I peered up at him through my bangs. He was smiling. I felt my face growing hotter. I was blushing but I blushed more when I realized we where still waking hand in hand.

"Hi, Morgan!"
"Morning!" I said looking up at a red head. Her name was Sara and she sat behind me in English.
"Good morning, Morgan."
"Hey, Jen." I replied with a smile. A few more guys and girls said hi to me and Jeramy kept looking forward as he said, "Wow miss popular. I didn't now you where so cool. Do I need to have my name on a list to sit with you at lunch as well?" We both laugh as we enter the school.
"I need to get to first period what do you have?"
"French. You?" He asks hopeful.
"English. Second period?"
"Math, Academic."
"Math." He smiles. "Applied." I add. His smile fades.
"Third. Canadian Geography."
"Canadian Geography!"
"Yes. Then I'll see you third period." He waves to me as he runs down the hall to french. I wait until he takes the corner and I did a little mini dance of joy in the hallway.