L.A.'s POV

I really want to tell Khloe about the opportunity that Susanna and Caleb offered me. But I know at the mention of Anthem Lights or Caleb's name she will make sure I go and dance for their video thingie. I want to don't get me wrong, but I'm just not sure yet.

I'm walking to my locker before first block lost in my own thoughts, when someone waves a hand in front of my face. I jump, "James!" I say spotting my new friend.

"How's the weather in lala land?" He grins.

"It's lalarific!" I fire back. Oh man... I sound like Khloe now. Someone save me from myself.

"Cool." He looks down at his shoes. "So is it safe to say... Well that... we.. that you and I are friends now?"

We reach my locker and he leans against the nearby lockers. He still hasn't looked at me. "Of course." At that  he looks up and smiles at me. "Mainly cause you know too much, I have to keep you close just in case." I say with a raised eyebrow.

He bursts out laughing, "You are a funny one, L.A. I like that." He glances at his watch. "Guess I better go, gotta get to class."

As soon as he is gone, Khloe is right there looking at me. Her eyes say she is about to burst a word volcano. "Wowza! Who was that cutiecake?"

I stop before the "eruption" goes any farther. "He's a friend I met yesterday." I know she's going to ask where I met James, so I change the subject. I'm not ready to tell her where I live just yet. "He likes Anthem Lights too."

Sure enough she takes my bait. "You mean? He's a boy lightbulb?!? A boybubble. A lightguy?" She throws her hands up, "I'm so ... what's the word.."

"Shocked? Stunned?" I offer.

"Yeah those will work. I can't even come up with my combo words." She pouted, yet had a starry eyed look at the same time. "I wonder if he is single." She gushes.

"He has a lot of on his plate right now. Dating is probably the farthest thing from his mind." I blurt. The bell rings saving us from any further James related conversation. I go to my first period and Kevin Howard is sitting there glaring at me as I take my seat. "What's up, Kevin?"

"Oh just the usual. What about you?" His expression is ice cold.

"Okay what's wrong? Is it your mom?" I ask.

His face grows red with anger, as he whispers. "No. Nothing to do with mom. It's you." I looked at him totally confused. "I saw you with the new guy. He's trouble. I might steer clear of him if I were you."

Thankfully the teacher took that moment to start the class, but I found it hard to focus. James seemed like a really nice guy. And I had known Kevin long enough to know that something wasn't quite right with this situation. There was part of the story that he was leaving out. I guess I'll have to wait and see what this next few days may hold. Today is Thursday so maybe I can even get by with not telling anyone about the dancing thing until after Saturday. Ahhh this is all so confusing. What am I going to do?

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Author's Note:

Hey readers! So what are you thinking of this story so far?

Also any guesses about what L.A.'s REAL name is?