You Captured My Heart

Chapter One: Are You Free Saturday Night

Chapter One: Are You Free Saturday Night

Tessa's POV

It's almost been a whole week since I got drunk at the party. It's Thursday August 21st, the first freaking day of school! Don't even ask why school starts on a Thursday. I have no idea, and I'm sure if I did I wouldn't understand.

When I walk into school this morning I automatically feel all the stares. All goes quiet, and then... whispers. Gossip probably. I don't know what exactly made these people think they can talk about me as if I'm not in hearing range.

Having no locker yet, I catch up to Stacey who is a few steps ahead of me. We have almost all of our classes together this year. As we are walking to first period Language Arts I see him. He's just standing there nodding his head as if he's interested to what a girl is actually saying to him. That is until he catches my eye. He then smiles and starts walking towards me, I practically die and pull Stacey into the girls bathroom.

"What is wrong with you today?" Stacey practically yells at me. So maybe I'm overreacting. After my bad breakup with Max I've sworn to stay away from boys. The king jock himself is at the top of that list.

"Nothing I'm just trying to avoid Matt."

"You can't avoid the inevitable, you know. It's pointless." While this may be true, I'm going to try my absolute hardest to avoid this inevitable.

"Maybe but I sure as hell can try." I mutter this thinking of all the possible ways I can avoid him. Maybe I can't forever but I will for as long as possible. I am not ready to find out what happened last Friday.

When we exit the bathroom the halls are empty. Great. I've made us late for our first class and we are stuck with seats in the back. Of course they aren't seats together. Stacey goes to sit with her boyfriend and leaves me with two choices. I can either sit next to nasty Nate or dark haired, dreamy, green eyed Matt. Great, just great. Could this day get any worse?

"Hey Jones." I flinch as he calls me by my last name. Why is he even talking to me? What did we do at the party that made him even want to interact with me? God I hope I didn't do anything I'm about to regret.

"Oh um er hey." I stutter as I pull out a pencil from my bag. God I hope he doesn't continue to try and make conversation.

"So, how's it going with your boy problems?"

I stiffen at his words. How does he know about this? I've only ever told Stacey. She wouldn't! Would she?

"Um er I don't know what you're talking about." I stutter hopelessly. God I am not a good actress. It's a miracle I even made it into the play last year.

"Jones don't play dumb. You told me everything yourself."

"What?! When?" I ask my face flushing. Why would I do that?

"At the party... Do you not remember any of it? I mean I knew you were drunk but not that drunk." He looks at me with worried eyes. Why would he possibly care enough to be worried?

"Oh yeah um I don't remember anything from that night."

We sit there in silence as the teacher goes over the class syllabus. That is, until he breaks that silence. "I guess I should refresh your memory then. Are you free Saturday?"

WHAT? Is he asking me out?! God no! No! No! No! No! No! This canNOT be happening!

"Oh um no I have plans with Stacey." I say sheepishly hoping Stacey can make up some excuse. "Right Stacey?" I say giving her my death stare.

"Oh yeah about that," oh god no! This cannot be good! Crap! Crap! Crap! "I'm kind of busy babysitting the twins. How about some other time?"

I can't believe she cancelled on our fake, spur of the moment, plans! Why would she do this to me? Ugh! "Great so I'll pick you up at noon." He says smiling.