Mr. Popular and I

Football?

-Jessica-

I arrived at school with 5 minutes to spare. I smiled and waved to my friends John and Lexi as I pulled up. John had been my friend since Kindergarden, ever since he helped me spill up a juice spill. Lexi and I had mat later on in middle school, but were still just as good of friends as me and John.

I ran up to them, locking my car. They just kind of walked casually.

"Oh, what, you're not excited to see me?"

"Bro, we've legit hung out every day in summer. It's not really a big deal." Lexi said, shrugging.

"Well, good to see yo-" I stopped. Arriving at school was the one and only Michael. I turned to John and Lexi, "Don't make eye contact. Whatever you do don't make eye contact." I whispered.

Lexi just sighed. She knew of my everlasting 'crush' on him. "Jess don't freak out. He's 15 feet behind you. 10. 5.."

"Hey," said a sexy male voice, "Jessie."

I turned around and had a mental breakdown. "Umm, Hi."

"Listen, I was wondering if you want to come to the football game tomorrow. 5:30? See you there?"

"Yeah, sure." I said casually smiling. "I'll be there."

The rest of the day went by a blur. I had three classes with Michael: History, algebra, and science. I had all of my classes with John and only two with Lexi.

At lunch, I sat with our usual group of friends, Bailey and her boyfriend, Xavier, Lucy, Mike (Mikey), Haley, and Of course Lexi and John. Our group was weird, but I love them.

I had brought my usual, a turkey sandwich and some chips. Cafeteria food at my school was totally inedible.

"Hey, Jess, what were you doing talking to Michael this morning?" Bailey asked winking. Everybody at our table stared at me.

"Ummmm..." I felt my face getting red, "he invited me to a football game tonight." I said shrugging.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP HE DID NOT!!!!!" Sometimes Bailey got a little over dramatic sometimes.

I smiled , knowing that she was happy for me. "What are you going to wear?" She asked.

"Eeh, I was thinking just jeans and a shirt."

"No you're not. Bailey and I'll help you pick out something," That was Haley. Her and Bailey liked to 'criticize' my fashion choices. They were always complaining that since I had a great wardrobe, I should actually learn how to use it.

Soon, the bell rang. "I'll see you guys later!" And I headed to my next class.

As I was walking there, there was a message on the loud speaker.
"Jessica Valesque, Michael Larsen. and Logan Valesque report to the office immediately. Jessica, Michael, and Logan."

Oh, fuck. That was me.