Something to Prove

Chapter 5:Hey, I Just Met You

First off, I'd like to thank the two people that have reviewed my story. Really appreciated that! Sorry I haven't updated in so long. But I have a ton of free time now, so I'll hopefully be able to update every day or so. :)

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I slid into the empty seat at the back of the room and tried to be invisible. This was my first class, Advanced English, and I wasn't sure how it would go. Pulling out the purple binder I had chosen for this class, I began to doodle on the first page of blank loose-leaf. I was just shading in the face of the horse I was drawing when out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone come and sit in the seat next to me. I glanced up and tried not to stare. My new desk partner was a guy. A cute guy, too. He had pale skin and shaggy blonde hair that fell into his eyes as he turned to look at me. Wow. Forget cute, this guy was downright gorgeous! His blue eyes met my green ones, and he opened his mouth as if to say something. I averted my gaze quickly and felt myself blush. Greaaat, just what I needed; to look like a huge dork.

"Hi," he said, sort of slowly. "I'm Jason. Jason Ramsay. I hope you don't mind if I sit here?" He let the sentence end in a question.

"No, that's fine," I said, finding my voice. "I'm Aspen white." I said all this without looking at Jason, afraid I'd scare him away with my awkwardness.

"Cool. You're new here, aren't you?" So he'd noticed the intimidated look on my face, had he? "I don't remember ever seeing you before." I risked a peek at his face and saw him smiling at me. I nodded. "Well," he said, "if you need any help finding any of your classes or anything, don't hesitate to ask." I turned all the way to face him and smiled back.

"Thanks, that'd be great," I said, really meaning it. Just then, our teacher walked in and began the class, putting an end to any more of our conversation.

By the time lunch came around, I was feeling very overwhelmed. I had homework piling up already, and by the looks of the syllabuses that I'd gotten for each of my classes, it was going to be a tough semester. Carly and I sat together at one of the small square tables near the huge bay window in the cafeteria and chatted about our classes.

"Hey, before I forget, tell me about that guy in English," Carly said with a teasing voice.

"Well, he was definitely waaay out of my league. He had the prettiest blue eyes," I said thoughtfully. "His name is Jason Ramsay." Carly's eyes lit up. "Do you know him?" I asked.

"Not well, but I had him in a few of my classes last year."

Suddenly feeling suspicious about the look on Carly's face, I asked, "What? You're obviously thinking of something, so spill it!"

"From what I know of him, I think you'd totally be perfect together!" She burst out. This made me laugh.

"We talked for all of two minutes, and you're already trying to set us up?" Geez, I didn't think I seemed that desperate.

"Well, at least I think you'd get along well. And make a cute couple," Carly grinned at me around her turkey sandwich. "You should def get to know him better. He's a great guy."

"A guy like him would never be interested in me," I said glumly, staring into my bowl of beef-and-barley soup. He'd probably have forgotten all about me already. "But enough about me, any guys you're interested in?" It was Carly's turn to blush. She started playing with the ends of her blond ponytail while she launched into a story about how none of the guys she ever met were worth her time. But I couldn't get a certain pair of blue eyes out of my mind.