Be you be true(Wesley Stromberg)

Smiling to myself I breathed in the salty ocean air, I can feel the sun shining on me, warming me. It was a beautiful day and I love spending days like this at the beach, living in California most people do too. We'll it's time to get home before mom starts freaking out.

"Good morning Blair"

Grace, the librarian greets as I walk into the library on a Saturday morning, my usual routine. I love books, always have. There's rarely anyone in on Saturdays, except the old folks. Teenagers at my school are usually out late partying Friday nights, not me.

I'm walking home from the library with my stack of books that I plan on reading this week, when this guys bumps straight into me knocking all my books out of my hands onto the ground, without catching a glimpse of who it was I quickly bent down to grab them.

"I'm so sorry" I hear a voice

I look up, it's Wesley Stromberg, the most well known guy, aka popular, extremely popular.

"It's ok" I say shyly

Next thing I know he's bent down helping me gather my books, our hands collide, I go red and quickly retrieve my hand quick, I hear him let out a slight giggle under his breath.

We're both getting up now.

"You read a lot, don't you?" He asks

"I sure do" ugh stupid, I'm such a dork.

"Oh, thats my favourite" he points to 'The perks of being a wallflower.'

"Oh, really?" Well obviously, he said it was his favourite.. Ugh stupid again

"Yep" he smiles

His smile is so beautiful , shiny, perfect, white teeth. I couldn't help but stare.

Than there was an awkward silence, I don't know what I could possibly say. Than he breaks the silence,

"Well, I'll see you at school" he smiles and waves while he walks away.

I'm standing there for a good minute just realizing that he actually knows who i am, well not actually but he knows we go to the same school, and that just made me smile as I begun to walk.

Monday morning came in a flash, as I'm getting out of bed I can smell burning toast, just the way I like it.

"Morning sweety" my mom greets

She's a sweetheart, ever since my dad left she's been loving, don't get me wrong she's always been but she knows how much it hurt me and how I couldn't talk to anyone for a month, we were close.. and i havent seen him for 2 years now. I'm over it, or I just tell myself that.

"Morning mom" I reply

We both eat in silence, she leaves for work right before I leave for school.

I quickly throw my plate in the sink and run upstairs to get changed, I quickly throw on my torn jeans and my favourite comfy sweater, it's not the warmest day in December.

"I'm leaving, don't forget to lock the door!" I hear my mom yell.

"Bye mom" I yell back, I hear the door shut.

I brush some mascara onto my eyelashes, not like anyone notices, and some Chapstick for my chapped lips. I look at time and realize I'm running late, i usually do on Mondays. I quickly grab my backpack and my iPod and I'm out the door. My walk to school takes about 15 minutes, I plug in my earphones and shut everything out.

I feel something touch my shoulder, more like someone tapping me, it startles me and causes me to jump as I turn around, but what really startles me is the fact that Wesley was behind me.