The next day I go to my locker before lunch and Jake comes down to talk to me.
"Hi. Can I talk to you?," Jake asked.
"Hi. Yea. Want to talk to me in lunch?," I said.
"Um... No. I need to talk to you in private.," He said.
"Well, ok.," I said.
"So you know how we've been friends since like two days ago?," He asked.
"Yea.," I nodded.
"Well, I want to be... um... more than friends.," He said nervously.
I was freaking out inside. Is he serious? Or is he joking? I thought. I was about to scream. My heart dropped and it was pounding really hard and fast.
"Really?," I asked.
"Yea. But if you don't-," Jake said. I cut him off.
"No, no, no. Um...," I said.
"What?," He asked.
"I like you, too.," I said.
"Really? Well, Marissa?," He asked.
"Yes?," I said.
"Will you go out with me?," He asked, as he took my hand.
"Yes. But wait, your dating Amanda.," I said.
"I will break up with her at lunch.," He said.
"Ok.," I said. I couldn't stop smiling.
We go to lunch and Jake breaks up with Amanda.
"What? Your breaking up with me?," She said angrily.
"Yea.," He said.
"Why?," Amanda asked.
"Because I like someone else.," He said.
"Who?," She asked.
Jake points to me. She runs out of the lunch room crying.
"I feel bad for her.," I said.
"Yea. I know right.," He said.
