Josiah's POV

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Another class ended, I stuff my notes into my backpack and I leave the classroom, I just scored another 98% on a test so I was in a happy mood. I walked down the hallways towards the cafeteria when a jock slammed into me.

The impact was so great I lost my balance and my chest felt tight. The other floppy brains just laughed and I slipped away into the crowd of people before I could be tackled again.

Great way to ruin my mood, right? I wait in line for lunch, and I see all the girls surrounding me, sigh I felt so unnoticed. I'm just Josiah Fuller, I have light brown hair that hangs around my face, blue eyes and I'm decently tall, about 5'9”, I get high marks and I'm unsociable, in high school that equals a nerd.

I headed for my table to sit with my friends, Sam, Jess and Cameron. They were all talking about something but, I didn't pay attention because as soon as I sat down, she walked in.

That flowing brown hair that any guy would die to touch, those stunning green eyes that would melt any iceberg and that perfect body that most girls would die to get, her name was Santana Gables and I hated her.

She was too much of a rebel, if I did any of the things she did my parents would kill me! I turn around and I see all my friends watching her every move, they kept staring and I got annoyed so I look down and eat my sandwich.

“Hey Joe, did you see! Santana looked at me and winked!” Sam whispered to me while never taking his eyes off our school's idol. “You wish Sam, she'd rather look at the meat loaf the lunch lady makes then you!” Cameron laughed.

It was true, we were forgotten to everyone but the teachers. The warning bell rings and I get up, “Come on guys, time for class.”