Tick tock.

Jennifers P.O.V.

Authors note: Well I hope you guys like the story so far. If there's anybody actually reading this, that is. Well I guess you can guess that I will be changing the p.o.v. kinda often. Comment suggestions of what will happen. And, yeah. ....……………

  Damn he's hot when he draws. I sit there day dreaming about Josh. His perfect hair. He even dyed it blonde once and it was still sexy. Damn. His eyes are like milk chocolate melted into a sea I'm drowning in. *sigh*. Why must he be so irresistable. His lips look so soft. I wonder what they would feel like against mine. I can only hope to find out. Well, I might as well get this over with, because my hair won't stay perfect all morning. I'll ask him out right now. As I approach him, I see the beautiful, perfect sun set he's painting. The ceiling lights reflect off the bright orange, making him look like he's glowing. His hand making swift marks across the page, his expression serious, and his lips pressed in a firm line. I decide to open with that.

"Hey." I say pulling out a chair. "Your lips look grumpy, if they need a hug, I'll be there." Wow that sounded a lot less cheesy in my head. Well I hope I didn't screw us up. He looks up at me and I'm drowning in his perfect eyes.

"Are you asking me out?" He asks me with mock sarcasm.

"If that's what you want" I reply, twirling a loose strand of my hair and putting on a flirty smile. I sit up on the desk next to his, swinging my feet.

"Sure thing" He replies in the sexiest voice on the planet. The realization hits me. He just said yes. I almost drop dead right there. Holy crap. He stands up, puts his muscular hand under my chin, tilting my face up, and leans in, kissing me and I close my eyes, enjoying this moment. Just a short kiss. Not even three seconds. But damn, his lips were soft. With our foreheads still together, I open my eyes and see his hot smile. I can't count the days that I've dreamed of this moment and now it was here.

"Ah hem" I hear the teacher behind us. Shit! "Is this the right place for you and Mr. Hutcher to be kissing, Ms. Michelle?" She asks pointing the question at me. I feel all of the classes eyes on my and all of the blood in my face rushing to my cheeks.

"Sorry Ms. Smith, I seen her beautiful face and couldn't control myself", he says working his football charms on her. He gives her an apologetic smile and my cheeks start burning. The bell goes off. Few. This puts a whole new meaning to 'saved by the bell'. Ms. Smith gives me a dirty look and dismisses us. Josh offers me his hands and I gladly take them and hop off the desk, letting go of his left hand. He puts his hand around my waist and I put my head on his shoulder. We walk like that until we get to my locker.

"Bye babe." he says and my heart feels like it was just swallowed by a puppy. I don't want him to leave and I can tell he doesn't want to leave.

"Bye" I say.