Radiator.

I should have went with Ashley.

Mr.Smith's lecture stretches on about the formulae for certain mixtures.

I sit next to Vince,who I know is deep in concentration,and is ready to start mixing things.

Vince,well Vincent,is my best friend.We met in Kindergarten.
I couldn't pronounce triangle and he helped me learn to.Since then we've been best of friends.

Now we're seniors at Hillview College,our last year in high school.

"Ms.Jones,would you like to answer number 5?"My professor asks,pointing to the questions he wrote earlier in the class.

"Uhhhh...."I look to Vince,he sighs and pushed his notebook to me.

"Oh,yes......"

Before I can answer the bell rings.

"Your lucky Emily,I'll get that answer tomorrow?"

"Sure Mr.Smith,you bet!"I chirp,while trying to exit the crowd classroom.

I suddenly trip on a desk and begin to fall,but someone catches me.

"Oh,thanks Vince,that was close...."I look up,but it's not Vince's' brown eyes I see.

"No,not really,it's Cal....."

He smirks at my wide eyes.

"I've never....."

"Seen me around?"he smiles,butting in,"this is my first day."

"Oh....."is all I can say.

He is gorgeous.His green eyes are just the perfect disks of glory.And his chest is pretty hard.

He chuckles,"Perfect disks of glory?"

Blood rushes to my cheeks and I blush,hard.

"I said that out loud?"I ask,trying to hide the embarrassment from my voice but it find a way to be heard.

"Yes...."

I bite my lip.He looks at me and cocks his head.

"And you are....."

"Oh Emily,Emily Jones,you can call me Em....."Or baby.....

"Okay,Emmy,it was nice to meet you...."I smile at the nick name,even though that's Vince's special name for me.

"Yeh,I have Math next....you..."

"Have History and is going to be late,I'll see you at lunch..."

"Bye..."

"Bye Cal!"

As he turns the corner I fall against the door frame.Three words Oh My Gosshh!

"Who was that boy who caught you?"Vince asks.

"Am...just a new kid,his names Cal."I smile at his name.Cal!

"Uh,names were exchanged,were numbers too,no wait,don't tell me,you have a date tomorrow!"

I shake my head.

"Wednesday!"

I shake my head again.

"Lunch...."

I stop,and feel blood rush back to my cheeks again.

"Ha,Emmy has a date..Emmy has a date!"He prances and sings like a 2 year old.

"Shut up,he just said,and I quote,"I'll see you at lunch,"see?"

His smirk drives me insane.

"Let's go!"I grumble,dragging him to Maths.