Look Me In The Eyes...**(OFF hold)**

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

*Rrrriiinnnnggg*

Thank god. I thought mrs. Whatsherface would never shut up. She needs to brush her teeth, I mean seriously. Did she eats can of spinach for breakfast or something?

I dropped my books at my locker and started to head down to lunch. When I heard someone yell my name.

"hey Rose, wait up!"

That's mick, or Micky in my case. My best bud of 5 years since 6th grade. He's always been the happiest n funniest person I know. I looked over my shoulder to see him running and his mop of blonde hair bouncing up and down. When he finally reached me, he was so out of breath he was clutching the chest of his grey sweatshirt.

"Rose," Micky panted Well wasn't he in a hurry?

"Did...you..hear...abou-",

"Hi to you too Micky. And save your breath, you know I don't care for gossip." I cut him off. Before he could start again I beat him to it.

"Come on let's go get some lunch. I'm starving!"

"You and your bottomless pit of a stomach," Mick said shaking his

head.

As If on cue, my stomach growled. I couldn't help the slight tinge of pink on my cheeks. It's not like I could control it! He laughed at my blush.

"let's go before you eat me," he said with mock horror.

As soon as we entered the cafeteria, I ran to Lyla in the lunch line. She was my bestest girlfriend in the world. We had sleepovers, went shopping. You get the jist of it.

" Thanks for waiting for me Rose" Micky said sarcasticly way behind me.

"Well someone sure is hungry today, Lyla commented as I grabbed the bowl of biggest pile of tater tots as fast as I could.

"yeah? Well she's not the only one." said an unfamiliar male

voice. Rather rudely. All I could see was the back of his dark brown haired head as he cut in front of us. Who does this kid think he is? I clenched my jaw. Dont create a scene Rose. Just tell him to get lost calmly. I took a deep breathe. Something clicked in my mind. I might be calm, but Lyla won't! Uh oh.. She sorta has... Anger issues when it comes to rude people. Especially rude boys..

"HEY! Who do you think you are? JUSTIN BIEBER?" Lyla yelled at him with her hands in her hips, trying to make herself intimidating with her neon pink tee and black jeans.

I saw the boys tense a bit

(hah it worked!) but I tried to stop this from getting

worse. Lylas little strawberry blonde head is just full of surprises.

"Hey! I'm talking to you! Ever heard of 'No Cuts, No Buts, No coconuts?" she yelled. She was stepping closer and closer to him. And he hadn't been turned around. Just ignored her voice.

"umm, don't listen to what she's saying. She was just r-rehearsing her lines with m-me....for the umm...f-for the school play!" I tried to cover up.

The boy turned around and I got a glimpse of his face. . Which

happened to have a smirk planted on it. His dark hair fell on his face a bit, covering his forehead. All in all he was pretty good looking. I'll be honest. But I'd never tell him that! He was pretty tall. Like 5'11 I would say. And I could tell by The size of his arms and the way they flexed when he crossed themOver his chest in front of me that he was a bit fit. It was his eyes that I looked to first. But they were hidden by a pair of shades. My eyebrows arched in confusion. I was intrigued. The shades made him look very shady. Hah get it? Shades, shady?

"Oh really? And what play would that be?" he asked. His smirk getting wide as he thought he caught me and knew that he was making me uncomfortable. I moved my feet nervously.

"Umm y-you know...umm Leave it to Bieber" he was about to open his mouth in protest but I butt in saying

"well gotta go. Can't let my tots get cold!"

I walked away, okay sprinted away, with Lyla giggling like a maniac behind me.

She didn't stop even when we reached our table with Micky either. It's amazing that she can turn even the dullest things into the funniest things on earth in her head.

"Nice....save, Rose" she said in between giggles.

Micky raised his eyebrow at me and I quickly stuffed my face with tots so I wouldn't have to speak. That was embarrassing as it was to live through, I don't need to be reminded.

"These are good" I tried to say but it ended up coming out like "Fees a foo"

Micky just shook his head dissaprvongly making his blonde curls move. Lyla got lost in her own food, and I was left to myself to wonder...that boys face came back to my mind. who the heck was that? And better yet. What's up with the shades?