"Lara Jean! We're going to be late for school," Kitty calls from downstairs.

I rush down and frantically begin searching for my car keys. It's always when I'm late that they magically disappear!

"Oh god, have you seen my keys?"

"No, but Dad always tells you to put them in the cabinet with his keys."

I sighed in defeat as I opened the cabinet. Of course they weren't there. I check my phone for the time, seeing that it's almost 8 am. Now Kitty and I are definitely going to be late. Maybe we can still call an uber.

"Kitty, I'm sorry but we need to call an uber today. I'll just look for my keys later," I apologize while opening the app. Thankfully the driver was only going to be 5 minutes away.

"It's alright Lara Jean. I know for a fact driving with an uber is safer than with you," Kitty smirked.

I rolled my eyes, "I've been practicing! You know I'm getting better."

Kitty and I kept on arguing about my car skills until we heard a loud honk outside. It was our uber. We both raced each other of the door, and of course I didn't win. Kitty gave me her usual evil sly. To pass the time, I pulled out my phone only to see 3 messages from Christine. Or well, Chris as I call her. My best friend.

Omg LJ!
Where r u?!
I'm actually early for once and ur not? Lol

Couldn't find my keys in time :( I had to take an uber! And wow I'm impressed

Lmao sucks for you
Hey I think that cute boy you like is standing right in front of me

What cute boy?

You know that one on the lacrosse team?
Oh I just heard his friend say his name. It's Scott

Scott Mccall?!?

Yeah him he's standing right in front of me rn
Want a picture lol

OMG CHRIS NO!!! I don't wanna be a stalker

Whatever LJ, I know you secretly want it anyway

"Who's Scott Mccall?" Kitty asks, peeping my text messages.

"Hey! Don't look at my messages," I snap back, quickly turning my phone off.

"Oh come on LJ, you're not hiding anything juicy," Kitty teases.

She's right though. My life is pretty much as interesting as a rock. But thinking about Scott makes it a little more exciting. The first time I saw him was after school. I had to retake a test for calculus and stayed a little after the bell. While walking to my car, I spotted the lacrosse team practicing. Most importantly, I saw Scott. Scott's long brown shaggy hair, charming eyes, and that smile of his blew me away. I nearly ran into a pole from looking at him for too long. But I knew he wouldn't be into someone like me. I think he's a jock. And jocks don't date girls like me. Some part of me feels like he's not the rest of his team though. I could never work up the nerve to talk to him. The only class we have together is history. Plus all he does in that class is talk to his best friend, Stiles. How could I ever talk to Scott without feeling awkward around Stiles?

I was thinking about Scott so much that I didn't even realize our uber dropped Kitty off and we were finally at my school. I thanked my driver and got out, dreading the day ahead of me.