I had to admit, he is kinda hot. He looked nice. It was kinda obvious he was staring at me though…thank God Marc wasn’t around…he’d have his head for looking that way at me. It was nice though, having another boy look at me that way. Whenever Marc is around no boy dares to look at me. Marc. The muscular, tall, overpowering quarter back that asked me out a year ago, and at that point I thought, why not? He’s popular. That will get me a good rep. But now other boys only dare to talk to me when he’s not around, he’s VERY overprotective.

“Jasey? Jasey? Come back to earth Jas.” Jack whispered to me. Jack. He’s my best guy friend. He’s the only boy Marc lets talk to me, he’s been my best friend since ever and Marc gets that. I love Jack in the friend way, he’s like my brother. I’ve seen him with that boy.

“Jasey! Wake up girl! Class is gunna start!” Jack beconed again.

“Huh?” I asked, totally zoned out, “Oh, sorry. Daydreaming again.” I smiled at him.

The bell rang then and class begun.