chapter six

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Karens pov.

It was going to be my first day as a highschooler and I felt like i wasnt going to fit in. It was a good thing that i had my best friend Hayes to share this freshmen expierience together.

I was still in my sponge bob pajama's when there was a knock at the door.

I thought to myself, who the heck is at my door at six in the morning?

So i qiuckly grabbed a frying pan( you all have done it) and tip toed to the door.

I slowly opened the door to find sleepy eyed hayes without a shirt in BOXERS.

"Hi..." i said still holding a frying pan.

When he opened his eyes and looked at me clearly and said,"So what are....What the heck why are you holding a frying pan!"

"Oh about that hehe i umm.. thought you were trying to kill me." then he started laughing hard.

"Stop it its not funny." i said with a pout on my face.

"Oh dont worry, I would do the same thing." and we both started laughing.

"So what were you going to say?" i asked questionalbly.

" Oh yeah, what are we having for breakfast?" he said with a smirk on his face. I loved his smirk it was one of of his best face expressions.

"We?" i said trying to push him out the door but he was already in the kitchen.

After breakfast he left to get ready and so did I.

When i was all done i got my back pack and headed for the front door when it flung open and almost hit me.

I moved so fast that i slipped forward and was caught by whoever opened the door.

" Are you ok?"

And his voice completely gave it away, it was Hayes.

I looked up and shook my head yes. Then he stood me up.

" We should probably go," i said, "Its getting late."

Then he shook his head yes.

When we got on the bus we sat next to each other.

Of course since we didnt know anyone else.

The entire ride was kinda queit and we didnt talk much.I had a crush on Hayes since we met but I tried not to make it noticable.

When we got to school we had diffrent homeroom but a few classes together. So i made my way to homeroom by myself.

Then I thought to myself this is NOT what I planned.

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