Alex's Point of View:

"Alex, why were you touching Jaden Moore?"

Yes, that's exactly the question I was asked by Jessica when she and Sophie met me at our classroom door.

"What?" I answered. "Am I not allowed to...touch Jaden Moore?" Could that have sounded any stupider?

Jessica and Sophie exchanged glances. "What were you guys talking about?" Sophie asked.

Oh gosh. What were we talking about? I was too busy gazing into his chocolate brown eyes... "Oh, you know. He just asked me for my number, that's all."

Their eyes widened. "What?!" they said in unison.

I rolled my eyes. "Come on, we're going to be late," I said as I opened the door to the classroom. We walked in and sat down at our lab table.

"Clearly a lot has happened since you left the cafeteria thirty minute ago. You have to tell us everything," Sophie said, with a look that was a little too serious.

"Okay-"

"And start from the second you stepped out the cafeteria door," added Jessica.

"Okay," I started again. "Actually, I should probably start from that party. That person I said I ran into when I was getting my coat was Jayden."


Why is math so confusing?! I thought as I stared down at my pile of algebra homework. I leaned my head back on my green hammock, my usual homework spot, as I stared up at the clear blue sky.

My skill for math was almost non-existent. Almost as non-existent as my social skills and my ability to put myself out in the social world, which is why my mom started to introduce me to people as "her little wallflower".

"Alex!"

I turned my gaze away from the sky to see that my twelve year old sister Mila was running down the steps of our deck attached to the back door and heading towards my hammock. "Yes?" I called back.

"Mom went to the store," she said. "So guess who you get to watch?"

I rolled my eyes. "Let me guess. You," I answered. "Even though, in a couple of months you'll be thirteen, so you don't really need me to watch you."

Mila sighed. "Tell that to Mom. But she said I had to come out here and tell you, so, here I am!" She smiled brightly.

"Great," I answered, returning a small half smile. "Now go back inside and leave me alone."

She shrugged as if my order didn't phase her in the least. "Whatever," she said, and turned around and hurried toward the house.

I turned back to my math homework, losing myself in the challenging problems. About twenty minutes later, I was interrupted my my cell phone ringing, which I answered only to hear a male voice say this in a rushed tone:

"Hey, uh, Alex. About that question I wanted to ask you earlier...do you wanna go to Ashley's Christmas dance with me?"