A/N: Okay, this is just a little something I threw together. I've had this plot in my head for a while, so I'm excited to be writing it. Just as a warning, there will probably be a bit of fluff. I'm mostly rolling with the punches, though, so I can't tell you what to expect ;)

P.S. I edited it a little today (9/06/09) because I was rereading and decided it just needed a bit of sprucing up. Chapter Two up soon, I hope.

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I must've been dreaming because there is no way on earth that Mitch Carlson really is looking my way.

"He's definitely looking your way," Kelsey Williams, one of my best friends, said suspiciously, her bright blue eyes narrowed at the light brown haired boy.

"But why would he be, Kels?" I asked her, unable to take my bright green eyes off him either.

"Maybe he's realized that he has no interest on the hundreds of girls that throw themselves at him and is now interested in someone that doesn't – aka you," Rachel Williams, Kelsey's twin sister, suggested. Even though they were twins, you wouldn't know it from the two of them. Kelsey is a superbly tall girl with dark blonde curly hair and bright blue eyes and a total drama queen while Rachel is a petite red haired bookworm with freckles all over and dark intense blue eyes. The only thing they have in common is their nose.

I couldn't help but laugh loudly at her statement."Yeah, I doubt he's realized that he's madly in love with me, Rach," I told her, raising a curious eyebrow, but still glancing over at Mitch, who was shooting looks at me now and then...when Nikki Richards wasn't trying to get his attention by plastering herself all over his arm.

"What's wrong, Kenzie; too cliché for you?" Jake Parkman laughed. He was a tall athlete of a boy with dark brown hair and dark green eyes – sometimes we passed as brother and sister, if we were put in the right lights – and he was totally perfect for Rachel. The two of them had been crushing on each other for forever but neither has done anything about it or seem to know about it, but Kelsey and I are working on that.

"No, it's just – well, yeah, and plus, he's got a girlfriend – that adds to the cliché, and I'd rather not," I replied, crossing my arms over my chest, flicking my dark brown hair over my shoulder a little.

"And yet you read all those stories with all those storylines where the popular kid falls for the out of the circle kid?" Kelsey asked. Damn. She got me there.

"That's only in books – and in movies – I don't expect it to happen to me in real life," I told her just as the school bell rang. Mitch and I met eyes one more time before we left the cafeteria.

The rest of the day was definitely Mitch-free. The worst part is that I'm not sure if it was a good or bad thing just yet.

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I guess I should tell you about this situation while I'm sitting in math class where we're reviewing the same lesson from yesterday that I already know. Well, I'm Mackenzie Carson and I'm a sixteen-year-old junior at Ridgepole High. You probably don't care much about that. Let's see, until I was twelve, Mitch Carlson and I were the best of friends, but we sort of drifted apart. Kelsey, Rachel, and Jake don't know about that, though, since we met once we got into high school and I had put that behind me. It just so happened that Mitch and I seemed to have an unspoken agreement that we were never to talk unless absolutely necessary.

Which is why when he was watching me during lunch it felt all odd and out of place, you see. Although, I watched back, so I guess I'm not really allowed to talk? No, I guess not.

"Ms. Carson, are you paying attention to me?" Mr. Rohr asked irritably and I looked up, nodding slowly. "Okay, so will you explain how to do this problem on the board?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. As good as Mr. Rohr looked – and trust me, it was good – he was a really big jerk of a teacher. I sighed and started explaining. Once Mr. Rohr was satisfied, he glared at me and turned back to the board – and I glanced down at my "notes."

Was I really just scribbling that everywhere? Oh jeez.

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"Kenzie, Kenzie, Kenzie!" Kelsey squealed excitedly as she waved around a thick packet of papers at the end of the day. My eyes widened as I tried to figure out what she was so ecstatic about. Oh right, she got the results for her science test today!

"How'd you do?" I asked as Rachel and Jake started walking towards us. "Not bad for a failing student," I told Kelsey as I stared at the bright red 89% on her paper.

"I know! Okay, I'd better go – auditions aren't over yet!" she cried out, waiving away as she ran towards the auditorium. Kelsey, true to her dramatic personality, was a big part of the drama department. Of course, it didn't hurt that her family was helping with its funding where the school lacked. They were more focused on academics and athletics deals than the "fine arts."

"Hey, did you ever figure out what was up with Mitch during lunch?" Jake asked as he easily threw an arm over Rachel and my shoulders. Ever since ninth grade, he's been like our big brother, making sure that no one messed with us – he was also the stand-in date for any and all family functions for Rachel and I; Kelsey never had a problem in the boy department. I was too picky and Rachel was too quiet, so Jake it was.

"Nope; I'm really hoping it's nothing extreme," I replied, shrugging as I pulled my omniscient bag of M&Ms from my backpack. Suddenly, a tall, muscular, light-brown-haired boy stood in my path, making me almost drop my M&Ms.

"Speak of the devil," Rachel whispered as I lifted my eyes quite a bit, thanks to my five-foot-six frame, to look up at six-foot-one Mitch.

"Hey, can I talk to you?" he asked me, giving me a small smile.

I hesitated – until Jake lifted his arm from my shoulders and nudged me towards Mitch, which only made the situation more awkward.

"We'll be right over here," he said, sounding more dangerously threatening than anything and I could tell he was glaring at Mitch from behind me, even though I was speechlessly gaping. What the hell was up?

"What's up?" I asked indifferently, raising an eyebrow at him.

"I know I've been ignoring you for a while now, but technically so have you," he started and I gave him an "are you kidding me?" look and he winced. "I'm not helping my case any; okay, well, the thing is -," he continued just as Nikki called him out and he took a deep breath. "Can I talk to you tonight?" he asked and before I could answer, he turned away and slumped back to Nikki.

I was still blinking when Jake and Rachel came back with a million questions in their eyes.

"What was that all about?" Rachel asked curiously, her "detective" tone very prominent.

"Honestly, I have no idea – there wasn't even a single clue in what he said to me," I explained, running a hand through my wavy hair.

"You know what? Let's just forget about it and head home. We have homework to do!" Jake said, throwing his fist ahead of him at his last statement, like a superhero.

Rachel and I laughed as we linked arms and followed him as he dashed in front of us, towards his Jeep.

With a very strong feeling that this wasn't the last I had seen of Mitch, I couldn't just "forget about it."

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A/N: It was pretty short, but I'm proud of it. :)

- Kalie

P.S. This was edited 9/06/09 a little. :]