Love Is A Questionable Thing!

Meeting.

Quade's POV:

My alarm woke me at precisely 5:00 a.m. Can't I just get some sleep, one question stupid alarm clock. I set you for 6:00 and you wake me up at 5:00. How pleasant of you.
Well good morning world. It will be another tired lame day of school, then the same at work. Why world? Why? Why is it that I feel like the only teenage person that is working?
Oh thank God ma is awake. I'm starving and am craving ma's chocolate chip pancakes. I run downstairs and give ma a kiss on her forehead hoping she will be in a good mood and make some of her chocolate chip pancakes. Little to my surprise she is in a better mood than I could of imagined. Ever since pa died ma has these random outbursts of happy or sad sometimes even anger. I guess I got her on her good day cause she agreed to make me pancakes. She even agreed to take me to school instead of insisting that I walk~ it is really time for me to get my own car~.

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I arrived to school just before the bell rang ~just how I like it~ I hate being early to school because then I don't have an excuse as to why I do not want to talk to people who insist on talking to me.
I was in no rush as usual I didn't care about being late. That was the least of my worries. I just didn't want to deal with the girls in my homeroom cooning over me this morning. I was in no mood.
As I was walking into class a girl came out of the classroom I was about to enter. I've never seen her before ~ she must be new~ I thought to myself. Well she didn't look up and ran right into me. When she looked up my breathing got a little heavy ~she is so beautiful~ Her eyes a dark blue grey, they are beautiful, dark brown hair almost black. She is just oh-my I can't get over her. I never feel this way.. EVER. I am the type of guy that stays clear of everyone and makes sure no one comes to me, I mean here's the thing I don't like people and don't want to but that new girl is something. She has that look in her eye that she is just like me. Like she wants everyone to leave her alone and she will do the same.
I don't like people, like I said. I want to get to know her but don't want people to think I put my guard down because I haven't. I will still keep that stone cold face I had before, she can't change me. She is beautiful but I can't let her ruin the wall I have put up ~Quade don't let her get into your head you know what you want and it is definitely not to talk to people. Forget her Quade carry on like you never seen her. Okay? Okay.~

Sammie's POV:

Today I start over, and by starting over I mean a new school. I have always had trouble making new friends but that's on account of us constantly moving. I mean I am not going to sound conceded or anything, but I know I am pretty and I am a looker even without makeup. The thing is I just gave up on making friends years ago I couldn't do it, I would either flake out on hanging out with them or I wouldn't think they were important enough so I wouldn't bother keeping the friendship.
So today when I was walking out of my homeroom, because I forgot to check in with the office. Being clumsy Sammie I ran into someone, not just anyone but a very handsome guy. When I looked up I got nervous and started stuttering "I-I'm suh-sorry for tha-that I-I wuh-wasn't watch-watching where I was going" He replied so graciously with "Ha-ha its okay. I should've made sure you didn't bump into me ha-ha" When I finally ran off like a maniac I turned around to see that we had the same class together ~oh do I wish I was better at making friends than I actually am~ He seems so nice to have as a friend and he's super cute. I might just try to become friends with him. I mean I have already made a fool out of myself. What more could I do?
I can't let myself believe that I can't make friends I mean everyone can make friends right? Even me Sammie White the annoying girl that people pushed down and spat on because I was so terrible at making friends.