Mr. Ryan Flent and Me

Chapter 1:

Cassandra's POV:

My name is Cassandra, and my little story begins a few years ago. Try September and the first day of 6th grade. New school, new people, time for a new life. The school was pretty small so I managed to find all my classes quite easily, and I managed to see the entire student body in one day. Well I missed one person and I was soon to find out that I would definitely get another chance to meet him. One month later is the first time I see him, in the hallways. I stared, of course I would, but did I stop and stare, no. I just walked by keeping my head on him the whole time. Now mind you I happened to be a very bold person, so the next time I saw him I went up to him and asked who he was. Now this might sound crazy, but we were at a 6th grade picnic and there he was! And there was no way he was in 6th grade, too tall and handsome for that. I went up to him and asked who he was:

"What's your name?"

"Ryan." Ryan!

Such an attractive name to match that face.

I was a very ambitious 6th grader...

"What grade are you in?" I said playing it cool.

"8th."

Really! I only get a year with him.

"Oh, ok"

"What's your name?"

He wants to know who I am!

"Cassandra."

"You're in 6th grade?"

"Yep, by the way, why are you here if you aren't in 6th grade? This is kind of the 6th grade picnic." I, being myself, just plain out ask these probably rude question to a totally attractive guy, to Ryan.

"My younger brother is in your grade."

"Who?"

Hopefully I don't sound too creepy...

"Michael. Michael Flent."

"Mr. Ryan Flent, adorable." I muttered under my breath not realizing I was speaking aloud.

"Pardon?" he asked with a slight blush, probably having heard what I said.

"What! Oh nothing! So Michael is your younger brother, yeah I know him. We went to elementary school together." I said praying he didn't actually hear what I originally had said.

"Oh cool."

"Yep." After a few moments of nothing, "Well bye!" I said with a bit of a squeak.

So that is the story of me meeting Mr. Ryan Flent. So all through 6th grade I had a crush on Mr. Flent, but my so called friend ruined it. Janice. Janice went up to him after school one day and told him I liked him. The nerve of that girl. So I had to lie to his face claiming she was lying. Now Ryan must think me to be crazy and I hate Janice. Great first year of middle school. Over that summer I realized he was a goner, off to high school never to catch up again.

I was wrong.

Social media happened to be next, he friended me on Facebook. Didn't see that coming for I thought he thought I was weird, apparently not. And boy did that make me happy, not that I'd ever tell him.

We chatted here and there, and yes I was just as shocked as you should be. He actually replied to me! Granted our conversations weren't about much, nor were they important, but hey a conversation is still a conversation.

The second interaction was at Ocean Breeze, during the summer before 8th grade. And there he was, Mr. Ryan Flent in the flesh and shirtless to show off those abs. And there was I, in a bikini. Talk about awkward. My flight or fight reaction kicked in and I grabbed Rita's, my best friend, arm before he got the chance to see me. Sadly fate has other plans and we ran into each other at another point in the park, I made eye contact but didn't look back like the good girl I was.

From that point, the thing where I moved on from him, that was no longer in effect. For the rest of the summer I couldn't stop thinking about him.

In 8th grade I got my first boyfriend. That got my mind off of Mr. Ryan Flent. That is until I broke up with him.

So here the real story begins with me in 9th grade, boyfriend-less and not giving a care or thought in the world about he who shall not be named, and I'm not talking about Voldemort.

But yet again fate had other plans with Mr. Flent and me.