I knew exactly what would happen when I came out of maths. The usuall, being pushed, shoved and getting called names. But when I stepped out, someone caught my eye, it was James.
James was my crush and I totally adored him, but if he even looked at me, I would get all shy and blush an unattractive beetroot colour. So I would just look away.
But as I started to move towards him, I got surranded by the Black gangsters of Elm Tree High. I expected him to walk away, like everone does (even my ex best friend did) but then something extraordinary happend...