Mr. Popular Likes Me?

What happens when the self-conscious girl that no one really knows about gets asked out by one of the most popular guys at school?

I cannot believe he's talking to me. Thank God my hair is down; it can hide some of my very hot and red face. I know almost everyone in the grade by name and all of their friend groups. So, the fact that Paul is talking to me right now is very strange. I don't fit in with is groups.

"... so, what do you say? want to hang out after school at the library? Rose?" Shit I was zoning out. He wants to hang out after school. Thats new to me, hanging out with someone outside of school. I mean I can do my homework. I can just ignore him I'm sure he's going to ignore me once he realizes at how weird I am. Looking up he's staring right at me.

"Oh, su-sure we can meet up at the library." I start shrinking away and slightly backing up playing with the corner of the notebook I'm squeezing harder to my chest.

"Great! I'll walk with you" he beams.

"No! N-no thank you, I can walk myself." tucking my head down I nod and skitter around him and down the hall on my way to my next class.