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  I'm so nervous to even speak to him. He leaves me speechless. But he's probably just as nervous as I am. We both look down at the hideous-colored carpet we walk on and just answer to what we ask. Life stories, favorites, and a lot of other things I can't remember. His voice just make my brain explode and start over. I can't even remember what he asked my last, and what I even answered.

  "So, uhm, Nikki, are you and your friend the only emo people here? 'Cause when I walked in the school, everyone here is either preppy or normal. They all gave me weird stares and horrified looks like they saw Death." Braden kept looking up to my face and then one second later, looks back down at the ground. Kind of made me feel bad, but I dod'nt mind that much.

  "Well, get used to the looks. I get 'em too. And so does my friend Allison. And yes, you, her, and I are the only emos here. Oh, and just a tip, stay away from the cheerleaders. They'll crush you with insults faster than you can retort back." I assure him and smile again. God, why the hell am I smiling so much? Maybe my heart's opening up again and I'm actually feeling an awkward tingle in my chest. I can feel my heartbeat increase faster and faster. Maybe it's a crush. But no one will know till it happens.

  "Y-Y-You know, Nikki, in the first five minutes of talking to you, it's pretty fun." My hearts skips a beat and I look up, probably red as a rose. He continues, "And I really noticed something when I first walked in the classroom. I think you're really-----" The tardy bell rings and ruins a perfect moment. DAMMIT! "I'll tell you later. See you at lunch?" he asks quickly. "Sure, I'll see you later, then." I answer sadly. He runs off around the corner, and I just walk away slowly, still looking behind me.

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  I sit anxiously at the luch table at the way back of the cafeteria, looking around for the dark angel that has hit me with his dark arrow of romance. Still in my moment, I feel a cold hand on my shoulder. I gasp and turn around to find him standing behind me with an almost empty lunch tray.

  "H-Hi Nikki." he stutters nervoulsly like we just met all over again. There goes my heartbeat again, rising up. Ba-boom, Ba-boom, Ba-boom is all I hear. "Hey Braden. So what's up?" I look at him flirtatiously.

  He opens up his bag and pulls out something. I lean a litle bit over to see what it was. It was something I'd never expect to see in his hands. It was my dear friend, my diary.

  "Why the hell do you have that????" I get a little upset and snatch it out of his hands. I hold it close to my chest and turn away from his gaze. "I-I found that in the hallway. You dropped it when we were talking. I remember seeing it in class, and I realized it was yours. I never opened it. I respect my friends' personal belongings." he apologized. I heard the word, "friend", and I became a little overjoyed. Allison was my only friend, but now I have him.

  I turn back to him and I say, "Thanks. I knew I lost something." I chuckle a little and put my hand on the table and then I feel him touch mine on accident. I blush like crazy, and I could tell. I looked up at him and he was blushing too. I smile sweetly and keep it there, for some reason. I felt myself get hot and my heart beat faster as I felt every pulse of his heart in his hand beat against mine. I could'nt move. I was frozen from his baby blue eyes. I wanted to say something, but I could'nt.

  Then I remembered, "Hey, earlier you we're gonna tell me something. What was it?" I question curiously. "Oh, I was going to tell you....Nikki, I think you're really pretty." he smiled and blushed until his complexion was completely red with happiness. The word went through me like a bullet, except this bullet did'nt hurt me. It made me feel, happy. I wanted to scream and jump up and down like I just got engaged to Frank Iero. I managed to get out just one three-letter word, "Wow." He nodded up and down and just told me, "I never tell a lie. I'm always honest."

  I looked down and giggled a bit. But then I looked at him and I became sad. "No. No, I'm not pretty at all. I'm ugly. I'm like a weed in a rose patch. Thank you for the compliment, but I just don't think I'm that great looking." I frowned and looked away. He took his hand and lifted my chin. "Ok, you're right. You're definately not pretty." There goes the hurting-bullet through my body again. "I think you're........beautiful." New feeling. My heart drops to my feet and I want to explode.

  "HOLY CRAP, HOLY CRAP, HO-LY CRAP! He think's I'm beautiful! Not ugly, not pretty, BUT BEAUTIFUL!" I exclaim in my head.

  "Oh my God. That's so........sweet. But first of all, why me?" I question. "You're the first thing I saw that pretty all day. When I saw you, I was thinking, 'She's too good for me. I'll never get to talk to her. But it does'nt hurt to look....'. So when you offered me the seat, I became accepted." he explained while he was trying not to smile too much.

  I grin nicely, and I did something amazing, I hug him tightly. I could feel his heartbeat through his chest and his hands slowly rise to my back. I felt good. I never wanted to let go, but I had to.

  The bell rang and he did'nt touch anything on his tray. He dumped it out and said good-bye. I tell him to meet me at my locker, and I scribble down my locker number on a piece of paper out of my diary. I give it to him in his hand and shut it. I could'nt help but to hug him again. And that time, he hugged back as tight as I did. I ran with my bag and diary in my arms to my next class, with something to daydream about.

  All that was rushing through my head was his handsome face staring back at me with his eyes full of passion. All recent thoughts got forgotten, along with Allison the rest of my time with Braden. Now I have the end of the day to look forward to, instead of not wanting to happen.