As James leaves, I walk in and sit across from Mr Barton." Well Mr Haze, looks like we've got a situation." I stare at my shoes as he reads off what James said. It was pretty accurate. I look up at the grey haired man," Sir Kalyn was just defending herself." He sighed," Listen, Miss Bradley was in trouble and you helped her. I would like to know why." I gulp. Of course." Er- Sir, I'm gonna be honest. I love her." Barton nods," You two are good friends." I shake my head," I don't think you understand. Sir, I love her." Barton sighs," I had a feeling this was why." He stands and crosses to the window. I see that Kalyn was waiting beside a bench. Barton looks at her and the red spot on her wrist," If you didn't stop Mr Nathaniel, who knows what've happened." I sigh," Sir, you and I both know what would've happened." Barton nods. He flicks his hand,"Dismissed. You got lucky. Gale looks as though he'd have a concussion." I sigh and head to the door. As my hand touches the handle, Barton speaks," Good luck with Kalyn, Jordan." I smile and head outside.

   "Kalyn! I'm not in trouble!" I look around and see Jordan running to me. Once he's up to me, I slap him in the face,"Don't you EVER get in a fight! I could've handled it myself!" I yell at him. He smiles at me," As long as your okay, I won't hurt a soul. But if anyone dares to lay a hand on you, they're dead." He says. I smile and hug him. He rests his head on mine," I promised I'd be your best friend forever, and that means protecting you." I laugh,"We made that pact ten years ago!" He sighs," I still keep it." I remember when we first meet each other. I was seven and he was eight. Now, we're seniors in high school. We're graduating in less than a month. To soon. I wish I was twelve again. So innocent," I can't believe we've come this far. It feels like yesterday when you were pushing me on the swing." Jordan laughs," Now we're almost graduates." I sigh. Jordan angles his arm to me. I lock my elbow with his and we do a Wizard of Oz skip to class. We have the same home room. Miss Havana. She's an old lady who was born in the 1700s. Well she looks like it anyway. I sigh and sit in my desk near the window. I stare outside and wait for the bell to ring." Miss Bradley! Pay attention!" I jump at the creaky voice of Havana. Ugh! I pretend to be taking notes while I draw mongooses. I love mongooses! I draw this one hunting a snake. I feel breath I the back of my neck. Next thing I know, my notebook is snatched away. I turn and see Logan Montana," Give it back you jerk!" I hiss. Logan smirks," Miss Havana! Kalyn would like to share a picture she drew to the class!" I gasp as Havana takes the notebook," This is very realistic, Miss Bradley." She takes it and puts it under the monitor. The whole class oohs and ahhhs  my work. Jordan looks at me with a sympathetic smile that says I know you don't like to share your drawings. I sigh and go through the rest of the day in a bad mood.
That night, a had a dream:
I was in my room drawing. Someone knocked on my door. It opens to reveal Jordan. He walks to me and wraps his arms around my back. I wrap mine around his neck. It's like we're slow dancing, but not moving. Jordan leans in and breaths in my ear," I've waited a while to tell you, but I love you." I smile and blush fiercely. Jordan lifts my head gently," I really love you." I smile," I love you too." He presses his lips to mine. A shock goes through me. I shiver joyfully as he pulls me closer. He kisses me harder as if he's going to loose me. I breath in his peppermint scent that always follows him. We break apart. Happiness lights up in his eyes. I press my head to his chest. He pulls me even closer and lays his head on mine. I remember all the time we spent together and I've been denying these feelings.
I wake up petrified.