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EMMA'S POV
Longest five seconds of my life. Tyler freaking Briske's finger on my lips! Is this what heaven feels like?
I stare at him wide eyed, watching as his gaze drops down to my lips. Breathe Emma,  bre...athe, bre.... Oh who am I kidding? No one would be able breathe in my situation?  
   He finally drags his gaze back to mine, I notice a slight shift in his finger, signifying that he's about to pull back.
"Don't you dare do it Emma, don't you dare!" I scold myself mentally when I find myself involuntarily inching closer to him. Curse my lack of self control.
But honestly, I know I really want to do this even if it's going to be just once. He'll probably be weirded out and won't speak to me again if I follow through like I plan to.
Is that really a chance I'm willing to take? You know what, what the heck, I think, shutting the sensible part of me and going ahead with moving even closer and................................

Take a long sniff of him, inhaling his cologne. You didn't think I was going to kiss, him did you? This shy girl might never grow the balls to ever kiss a guy...Thank God, I mean what girl would actually want to grow balls literally.
But still, kiss Tyler in class? I'm pretty sure Miss Maryweather isn't a fan of PDA along with the rest of the class and most especially her majesty Becky Lee.
Yup! She still exist, I'm sure she's just waiting for the right moment to strike.
Oh boy, that's the stuff, sweet but boyish and still intoxicating. I sigh satisfyingly as I savour the wonderful smell that is Tyler Briske. This boy is going to be the death of me for sure.
"Did you just....?" He starts to say, but pauses, cocking his brows at me.
Stupid, stupid, stupid, I slap myself internally. Why did I have to do that? I just went from nerd to weird.
"I'm so sorry." I let out, pausing from speaking so I can rack my brain to come up with a believable excuse which isn't quite working out by the way.
"Is that some kind of allergic reaction?" He finally asks.
"Allergic reaction?" I repeat confusedly, completely lost. Allergic reaction to Tyler? More like obsession, but I'll go with it if it means I'll get to keep some shreds of dignity.
"You can say that, I'm just really sorry." I apologise again.
"Do you always apologise for every little thing? Especially one that isn't your fault?...cute." He concludes with an amused expression, causing me to burst in red twice in one day.
"Th...a..nks... ah..h.." I stutter, not knowing what to say. As if sensing my internal struggles, he cuts me off with his signature wink and moves on.
"I was going to ask if I could be your partner." He informs with an irresistible smile.
Oh!!! Is it happening? OMG it's happening, the day I've been waiting for ever since he helped me pick up my colour pencils in kindergarten, be his partner ? A little bit 90s but it's fine I can work with that, then........... It dawns on me, he must have meant for me to be his PP. Not so smart for a bookworm although the first P would have been appreciated.
"Yeah sure." I say, shrugging. An attempt to play it cool.
"Really?" He asks unsurely, I respond with a nod unable to speak, his excitement evident on his perfectly tanned skin rendering me numb.
"You know we've got just today to work on our project which clearly isn't enough time plus we don't have much classes together which means we won't have much time to... I guess what I'm trying to s..ay is.. is.." I stutter in an attempt of asking if we could work on it later today.
"Can I come over to your house? We can stay up as long as it takes to get all the work done. Don't want to taint that perfect GPA you've got going." He asks, once again cutting me off and once again, I totally appreciate it.  I accept his offer with a nod. Someone calls his attention before he gets the chance to keep the conversation going. I'm guessing it's probably one of the basketball guys.
Sensing that I am no longer of use, I open up my sheet from yesterday and get to work.
   Normally I would have done this already but thanks to someone causing a mess, and draining my strength, I didn't.
     Speaking of the someone I was going to question him as to why he is stalking me.
"Could you be more obvious?" He says and I scoff at the all too familiar voice of Mason West.
"Oh allergic reaction, you should tots come over to my house so I can keep sniffing you." He continues to tease me with a high-pitched voice, a futile attempt of mimicking me.
Take it from me, it sounded even worse than Becky's, which sounds like long sharp fingers grazing newly sprayed glass. I most definitely do not sound like that.
"You were listening in?" I ask, masking an embarrassment induced blush with disbelieve and as always, a familiar glint of annoyance.
"You weren't exactly making it hard for me." He deadpans.
"Permit me for making it easy for you to eavesdrop." I coo sarcastically.
"You know, if you were a little nicer I would have happily given you a few tips to you know." He says, winking suggestively.
"Don't you have anything better to do than stalk me? Since when are you in literature?" I ask, actually confused.
He lets out a sharp laugh causing heads to turn but luckily Miss. Maryweather doesn't join the queue.
"Don't flatter yourself honey, I actually attend this class. I'm quite hurt that you didn't noticed me all this while cos I've definitely noticed you." He says, this time smirking suggestively.
Ew! How can a guy this hot make me immediately feel like throwing up?
"See this_" I say, pointing at me and then at him, "_Not interested." I finish, and turn back to my work sheet not giving another glance to the grey eyed freak.
********
Lunch!!! That time of the day students look forward to after hours of being forced to get stuff into their brains.
The time where all the Juicy gossips are spread, the climax of every highschool drama.
I make my way to our default table, where we've always sat to the point were people see it vacant and still move on knowing we'd come sit there eventually.
But that's probably because of The incident, let's just say Jody doesn't like to repeat herself.
I sight my three best friends already seated, Jody's already devouring her egg sandwich, home made no doubt. Take it from me, her mom can be a TV chef if she chooses to.
"Hey peasants!" I jokingly greet as I take a seat, unpacking stuff from my backpack. Bringing out the lunch mom had packed for me. I take off the lid, letting the aroma run wild. Jody's mother or not at the end no food tastes better than one prepared by ones own mother.
I hear a couple of hey Ems, which I ignore, being too concentrated on the heavenly goodness in front of me.
"Are you going to gawk at your food all day or tell us what happened at experience?" Esmay says, getting approving nods from the rest.
She's casually taking sips of her orange juice , I see that there isn't any food on her table, which means she's probably on one of her endlesss diets.
"How long are you going to keep this diet thing going?" I voice my thought, mouth full of mom's special fattening sandwich. If this doesn't show everyone that I'm a foodie despite my not so fat look, I don't know what will.
"As long as it takes." She says, earning an eye roll from Jody and I.
"Yeah yeah, laugh and roll your little eyes all you want, we'll see who's laughing when I get my hourglass body. The curves, the......" She pauses from talking, instead gets up to demonstrate her crazy point and let me tell you that isn't the wisest thing to do in front of the entire school.
I should probably stop her, but......... Why would I suffer through the pain of getting up to do that, when I can instead savour another bite of my amazing sandwich?
I watch, wide eyed as Esmay takes the step that will no doubt destroy her social life causing me to instantly regret choosing my sandwich over helping her.
Luckily for us all, she's stopped by Freya at the last moment.
"What is wrong with you woman?" Freya scolds, wearing her signature disciplinary look as she forces Esmay back on her seat.
"I could ask you the same, you fun squash."
Esmay says, huffing and folding her hands like she always does when she's in the mood to annoy the life out of someone.
"You should be thanking me, I just saved you from public disgrace." Freya retorts frustratingly, curling her hands into a fist, clearly angry.
I nod my head in support of Freya cos she's right, Esmay should be thanking her but my gesture goes unnoticed by the two bickering cats.
Esmay's expression immediately turns sour and that is never good. See Jody and Esmay are a lot alike. Esmay is one tough girl, she can be sweet when she wants to, her clothes and unrealistic cheerfulness sometimes can be deceiving but when you least expect it, she strikes.
That is why Jody and Esmay alone in one place is never good. But Freya, she's usually the calm and collected one so it's weird to see her lose control over such a petty fight that I'm sure Esmay isn't taking to heart.
   My eyebrows furrow in concentration as I try to figure out what might be up with Freya. I make a mental note to ask her about it later but for now I've got to handle the situation In front of me, seeing as the bickering hasn't seized like it normally does.
"Who wants to hear about Experience?" I ask in one breath.
As if in queue, the two stop their tantrum while Jody stops devouring sandwich number six.
"Finally!" They all groan tiredly which causes me to laugh with my mouth full, not exactly the most ladylike thing to do, luckily my friends do not mind.
"Alright, alright." I soothe in between laughs.
Taking a long breath I tell them everything that happened at experience. There were some ohhs and Ahhs in between but I didn't tell them about my five seconds in heaven or the fact that the grey eyed freak most likely knows about my huge crush on Tyler, knowing him that can't be good.
"Definitely on team Mason!" Esmay squeals excitingly, already picturing my wedding dress no doubt.
"What? Mason! The dude is a full fledged jerk, I'm on team Tyler." Freya disagrees, giving me a high five.
"No no no, he's a straight off a magazine full fledged jerk." Esmay corrects, as hard as it is for me to admit it she's not wrong the dude is hot, ew that sounded so wrong.
"You hear yourself don't you?" Jody says to Esmay, now done with devouring all seven sandwiches. She eyes mine but knows me too well to know mama doesn't joke with her sandwiches.
"I'm on team Emma." She resumes talking after failing to get my food.
"What does that even mean?" Freya inquires, even I'd like to know what that means.
"Don't tell me you want her to discover her true self and find what's deep inside?" Esmay says mockingly, earning a glare from Jody.
"What I was saying..." Jody starts to explain but pauses to glare at Esmay once again before continuing. "Is that we shouldn't get to pick who we want, instead we should let her choose what makes her feel good." She finishes.
All three heads nod in agreement about to voice their acceptance, just then Jody adds.
"And if it happens to be with her discovering herself and focusing on her inside, then who are we to object?" She asks rhetorically with a smirk.
"Knew it was too good to be true."Esmay spits out spitefully.
"That's not all." I let out, stopping her from picking another fight with Jody this time, which will no doubt stop me from finishing my story before the bell goes off.
"There is more? Is it about Mason?"
Esmay says fan girling
" You mean about Tyler?"
Freya shoots back.
"No I'm pretty sure i said Mason"
Esmay replies acting like she's really thinking about it causing Freya to huff giving her another reply. Does it ever end with this two. Thought this was Jody and Esmay's thing. They both look up and immediately stop shut, even Jody turns too her eyes widen a little.
"Don't look now but I think Tyler is coming over"
Freya murmurs. But of course the moment we are warned not to turn we immediately can't resist the urge not to. I turn slightly oh he was coming over alright. My breathing seize causing me to seem abnormally red. ' I need air ', lifting my head I see Freya breathing in and out, signalling me to do the same. If only she knows my respiratory system grows a mind of it's own anytime Tyler came within a ten feet radius. He finally reaches our table, he sends a:
"Hi"
To the girls which was followed with heys and hello's. I sneak a peek at the scene, how could they look so calm and comfortable while I was  slowly running out of air. He turns to me and I immediately lower my head down making my sweatpants the only thing in sight.
"Hey Emma, I just remembered that I don't know your address and I don't think we've decided on what time I'd be coming over tonight"
I dared to look up but not at him but at my friends. Esmay immediately chokes on her orange juice and starts coughing uncontrollably, normally we'd all help her, I mean she's literally choking but not now, when I couldn't even find my voice, couldn't let my eye roam beyond our table, knowing fully well that everyone's attention was focused here. It's not everyday the school's hotshot comes to talk to the school's very own nerd.... How cliché. I could see the excitement on Freya's face as she watches the scene probably enjoying every moment of it, glad to see someone was having fun. Jody gives me a shrug and goes back to whatever it is she was doing. Everyone stares at me nudging me to speak and quit staring at my sweatpants, judging from how long I've stared at it, I now know that the tiny stain I got from eating earlier when bent looks like a tur.....
"Ouch!!!!!!!!!!"
I cry in pain still feeling the effect of been kicked by three different set of shoes. That's one way to fix my talking problem. I shoot them a glare.
"You good?"
Tyler asks me, just as my brain was preparing to go numb, I feel the slight tap of shoes as a warning to what is to come, making me reply almost immediately.
"Yeah I'm good, should I tell you the address but if you want I can write it down for you, do you have any paper? If you don't I...."
I feel another excruciating pain stopping me from rambling. I could only imagine what would have happened to my poor feet if they were all in my literature class, I probably wouldn't have been able to walk by now.
"You can text the address to me, what time am I coming over again?"
Tyler asks not having a clue of the physical assault going on underneath the table.
"Maybe 7pm"
I finally say. Just before he could say anything, Jody interrupts him.
"You know she's going to need your number"
I knew that but I didn't know how to bring it up and she just said it so... Bluntly.
"Oh yeah, forgot about that"
He brings out his hand, I'm guessing for my phone, seeing as I wasn't making an attempt to bring it out from its present location. Freya hands him hers.
"Take mine hers is a little low on battery percent, I'll just text your digits to her, you can take hers from my contact list, she's on favourites."
Having no problem with it he does just that, handing her phone back to her and leaves but not before giving me a smile. 8fts, 9fts,10fts, 11fts!!!!!!! I can breath again, I take in as much air as I'm allowed to.
"You naughty girl, you tots invited him over"
Esmay says hitting my shoulders playfully.
"I have to say, I wasn't expecting this but you go girl"
Jody says offering me a fist bump. Rolling my eyes I take it.
"Okay back it up a little, when did you start inviting boys over for the night, especially Tyler?"
Freya asks, her face lit with disbelieve.
"Have you lost your V card?"
My eyes widen in reply.
"You know I haven't, and no he's not coming over for that, he's coming over to work on a project with me, he's my PP in literature"
"Is he staying for the whole night?"
Jody asks with clear curiousity.
"He's staying as long as it takes and I know it's going to take a very longtime, so maybe he'll sleep in the guest room if it gets too late to leave. Just to be clear, all we'll be doing is working"
" Yeah right, you know what happens when two teenagers are left in the same room all night, emotions run wild and before you know it, you'll be  going at it like animals wi.."
"That's enough!"
I cry, blushing uncontrollably, I've got to work on that.
I could feel someone's gaze almost eating
me alive, I turn to the direction and is greeted by Becky's signature glare, which I ignore dragging my eye back to my friends.
We spend the rest of the lunch with me filling them in on everything, my secs in heaven, the grey eyed freak knowing about my crush on Tyler, him being in literature which it seemed everyone knew already, except me.
*******
Both Esmay and I walk up to the Locker room to change. Gym! Yey!!, Note the sarcasm. I always feel tempted to fake an injury so I could end up spending the rest of the class in the nurses office instead of surviving through  Mrs. Pat's horrifying routines. Don't  look at me like that Everyone has had that thought before, everyone except Jody, that girl adored gym especially dodgeball were she got to throw things at people without having to visit the principal 's office. I on the other hand, I'm guessing you already figured it out.
"Oh shoot it seems like I left some of my things back at my locker, you go change I'll be back in five"
I tell Esmay dropping my backpack which had my gym clothes and cellphone in it. I  leave hurriedly wouldn't want to be late for gym. Mrs. Pat could be a pain in the ass when she chooses to, and she usually chooses to.
Making my way back to the Locker room, everyone  was out already including Esmay, can't say I blame her, I would have done the same trust me Mrs. Pat, not someone you want to offend. I quickly take off my clothes leaving me in just my panties and a bra, I reach for the bag were I had kept  my gym clothes and phone earlier but couldn't find both. I could swear I kept them here,
I can't be late, I can't be late, I repeat to myself still searching for my things.
"Looking for this?"
I hear an annoying high-pitched voice followed with two fake girly giggles. Oh come on. I turn around faced with the one and only Becky Lee, knew it was only a matter of time before she came for me. On the bright side there wasn't any stairs she could throw me down on.
"I wonder what Mrs.Pat would do if you don't show up for class today, especially when she sees this written by you"
My eyes scans what she had brought closer so I could read. It was a note to the principal complaining about Mrs.Pat's tiring routines everyone knew wasn't approved by the school, though no one has ever gotten the balls to complain about it. But yet here I was with a note written with my own writing doing just that.
"I didn't write that"
I say voice shaking already thinking of what Mrs.Pat would do to me if she sees that.
"That's not what Mrs.Pat would think will it? I mean it's your writing and if it just happens to drop right next to her.."
She says in a mocking tone. How did she get my writing there, this girl should get an award. Wait I could just explain to Mrs. Pat, the thing with teachers was that they always and when I mean always listen to the straight A student. As if hearing my thoughts, with Becky I wouldn't be too surprised.
"And to make sure you don't run explaining like the perfect little student you are, guess I'll just have to do this."
Both Courtney and Bree takes the clothes which I had removed to wear my gym clothes, leaving me with nothing to change into. They all make for the door, Becky shoots me a victorious look, at that moment I knew exactly what she was about to do. I launch for the door but she had already locked it shut leaving me with no clothes, no phone but the memory of her giggles.
"Fudge"

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