Stacie turned abruptly to look at Jamison as she put her cheerleading kit into her locker, and a wide grin stretched across her face. Earlier that day she'd had a long conversation with the ever gorgeous Jamison to try and set her friend Naomi up with a guy; that guy clearly being Jamison! Stacie smiled with her eyes and threw her arms around his neck as he stood a little nervously by her locker.

"I knew you two would get along," she said laughing, pulling back and straightening her short green strapless dress.

"Have you spoken to her?" Stacie asked, cocking her head to one side and raising one eyebrow

Jamison shook his head and looked at Stacie. "Nope not yet! Well I would... even though I prolly wouldn't know what to say at all!" he said quietly and asked his self deep down "What the hell am I doing here!?".

He kinda flirted with Sophia the first day of school and she was fun to be around but well this whole thing abot Naomi!!! every guy in the whole school would die to get a chance like that! Even though he didn't knew if he even really had a chance...

Stacie saw the hesitant look on his face as he replied and almost looked sad. His expression made her twinge a little bit: to see such a worried face on such a great guy. A smile on her own lips she gave Jamison a gentle punch on the shoulder,

"Don't be nervous. And I'm sure you've got a chance," she paused and winked at him, running her tongue against the top of her lips in a joking manner, "you're gorgeous!"

"Me, gorgeous... good joke", Jamison thought and faked a little smile. "Well we'll see if I have a chance" he said quietly and faked another smile.

Maybe Stacie would be right but maybe he would blow everything up or Naomi wouldn't even talk to him...

Naomi came around the corner with her pony tail bobbing behind her, to see Stacie talking to a guy. She didn't know who this guy was, but he was a total hotty. But she pushed that fact out of her mind, she had a secret admirer now and she didn't wanna blow it. Naomi walked up to Stacie with a smile on her face and she looked at the guy standing in front of her. He was a little taller, but boy was he a dreamboat. There was nothing wrong with introducing herself was there? She flipped her hair back flirtatiously and looked the guy in the eyes.

"Hey I'm Naomi, one of Stacie's friends. And you are?" She tried to cover up her grin, but it was to difficult of a task. Her cellphone still lay in her pocket and she was tempted to give him her number or ask for his. Naomi then moved closer to the boy she had never met.

Well there she was! Naomi! He didn't know what to do or say for a moment but tried to stay calm.
"Your secret admirer" Jamison thought but he couldn't say that.
"Hey I'm Jamison but well most people call me Jamie!" he finally answerd and just hoped he didn't sound dumb or anything.

Stacie couldn't hide the grin from her face but managed not to let anything out just yet. By the look on Naomi's face she didn't seem to know that Jamie was the one who had left her the roses, but Stacie assumed she'd know soon enough. As Jamison choked up, unable to get his words out properly Stacie gently smacked him on the back; as if she was winding a child. She turned her back to Naomi and placed her face very close to his ear.

"Be cool," she whispered quietly, "don't say anything stupid."

Stacie pulled away and smiled at Naomi so she knew she wasn't after "her" guy. She grinned a hesitant half smile at Jamie, willing him to say something so Naomi didn't think he was stupid

Naomi was curious about what Stacie whispered to Jamison, but she just proceeded to smile as if she knew everything that was going on. Inside she was still curious about who sent her the flowers and she wanted to find out right now. Naomi pulled out her cellphone giving the "one second" sign to Jamison. She dialed the number that was given to her and pushed talk.

Jamison just wanted to say something after Stacie pulled away, as Naomi gave him the sign..
"Okay" he said and watched her dialing a number on her cellphone.

Suddenly the sound of Good Charlottes "The River" filled the hall and Jamison sighed. His Ringtone!

He looked at Stacie and then at Naomi again... well now she obviously knew!

Stacie couldn't hold in her giggling any longer and smirked widely. She dived her hands into Jamie's deep trouser pockets and pulled out his cell phone like a trophy, his ringtone blaring loudly for all to hear.

"Naomi I'd like you to meet your 'secret admirer'!" she said giggling, sliding her arm around his shoulder

((I love that song by Good Charlotte!))

Naomi started giggeling uncontrolably. This was such an odd circumstance, what are the odds that she was face to face with her secret admirer and she didn't even know it. Naomi looked at Jamison blushing. The guy she thought was a total hotty turned out being the guy that left her the roses. She felt her face, it was hot, and now she knew she was redder then the roses that were given to her.

"Thanks for the roses they were beautiful." She took his cellphone from Stacie and typed her number into his contacts.

((Me too it's even my actual ringtone at the moment hehe))

Jamison felt his cheeks getting hot, but he smiled.
"Thanks for the roses they were beautiful", Naomi said and took his cellphone. "So are you..." he quietly whispered according to the word beautiful and had the feeling that a whole lot of students were watching them...

J.D. - Hallway
 

Trying to block out the increasing chatter in the hallway, J.D. rummaged around in his locker, trying to find the piece of paper that they'd all gotten the day before, telling them what class was where and when. Upon finding out his first class was science, he groaned, as if he disliked science more than the other classes, which he really didn't. He disliked them all equally much. With a sigh he shoved the paper into his back pocket. It would probably come in handy quite a few times during the day. Then he started searching his locker for a pen and a piece of paper to write on, should he against all odds need it. It took some digging, but he finally found a pen and a wrinkled piece of paper, and figured they'd have to do.
Glancing around the hallway he then produced a pack of cigarettes from underneath a pile of various things, quickly lighting one up, taking a few puffs and then putting it out again in the small ashtray he kept in his locker, for times such as this, when he just didn't have the energy to go outside.
Blowing the smoke out of his nose as he closed his locker, he winced at the sudden squeal from a girl nearby. Something about a secret admirer.
Glaring at the threesome, he discovered that the girl was none other than that cheerleader chick who had been humiliated infront of the entire school in the cafeteria the day before. Little good that had done, as she already seemed to have forgotten all about it. One would've hoped it'd cause her to keep a low profile, at least for a couple of days. But no.

"So am I what?" Naomi looked up from the cellphone and handed it back to him. She turned to see another guy looking in their direction, it was one of the guys she had chosen not to get along with. She gave an evil grunt towards the guy and brought her attention back to Jamison. She smiled sweetly and grabbed his hand and lead him down the hall away from all of the watchers. It was none of their business what was going on, they had their business and we had ours. Naomi lead Jamison out to the school courtyard and sat down with him, still looking him deeply in the eyes.

((Yay!! It is alive again!! I hope people keep coming back.))

Elsye shoved her lunch box into her locker along with her unneeded textbooks. She tried to keep as few books as possible with her, no need to lug around a 50 lb back pack.
Music breifly filled the hallway, Elsye turned to look as Stacey held up a cellphone triumphantly. She seemed to be completely over the mess of yesturdays lunch. Elsye sighed as she closed her lock with a soft click. She highly doubted Stacey was actually over the incident, no doubt she already had something planned for Omar. Elsye smiled as she thought of him, she wondered if she would get to see him again to today. She hoped so, unconsciously she touched her pocket, double checking her phone was still there as she headed down the hall.

Jamison and Naomi had left the crowdy hall and as they sat outside looking each other in the eyes he answered her "So am I what?" question. "Beautiful" he whispered. "Beautiful like the roses...".

Jamison moved closer but was afraid to be too fast or to do something wrong, so he just waited for her reaction.

Albie Laroque [entering the school]
 

The SLR McLaren pulled into the parking lot, the coal paint gleaming beneath the morning light as it rolled to a stop. Music danced around it, flooding the world around it with the rather questionable lyrics of Fersure Maybe. Just behind the tinted windows, a boy with sable hair and gray eyes looked at the dingy building looming just ahead with distaste. Albie glanced down at his cellphone, and then snapped it shut, rolling his eyes. He was absolutely livid today. He leaned down and groped about in the floorboard, finally snatching up his iPod and ramming it into his ears.

His finger spun around the dial. Metal, metal, metal. He needed it right now. Needed it like he needed air. He found the first thing that appeared to him—some song by Job for a Cowboy one of his old buddies had downloaded onto his iPod for him. Albie wasn’t one for metal, unless he was upset. Then it was all he would, all he could, listen to. He cranked the volume up as he stepped out of the car. He knew his ears would be ringing for a couple of days after. He didn’t care though, he really didn’t.

There was something he did care about though, and he hovered beside the car door for a moment. What would the others say? He was known as a somewhat shy sweetheart with a huge ego. Not some brooding metalhead that walked around listening to his iPod all day with his hands shoved in his pockets, looking like he was about to slug someone. They hadn’t known him at his old school. They didn’t know him at all. His anger only deepened, the more he thought. But it was his own fault they didn’t know right? He let out a sigh. What did it matter? If he slipped up and they were freaked out by his behavior, he could always cover it up the next day with some sly manuvering and a sticky sweet smile.

Albie slammed the door behind him, and made his way up to the school with a sour expression twisted on his angelic features. The first person to mess with him might just see the real monster lurking beneath his skin. He was going to have to be extra cautious about his actions…

J.D. - Hallway
 

Seeing Naomi glare back and grunt at him (how ladylike), J.D. flipped her the finger before she started dragging the poor blonde guy with her down the hall. Something about the scene reminded J.D. of a caveman dragging his chosen partner with him by the hair. Only in this case it was a cavewoman.
Unable to stop himself, J.D. started laughing. It was just such a hillarious sight.
Still snickering to himself, he grabbed the pack of cigarettes and shoved it into his dark hoodie before slamming the locker shut and heading for today's first class.

Naomi blushed at Jamisons comment.

"Well you tell me if i'm as beautiful as the roses." he moved closer to her, this was the perfect moment. He wasn't anything like those boys who just sleased themselves to her. She leaned closer to him and briefly kissed him on the lips. It felt so perfect unlike the time when Tom attempted to kiss her, this was a perfect moment for both of them as she could tell. Naomi pulled away after a couple of seconds and looked him in the eyes again.

"You kiss way better then any guy i've ever kissed." She started to giggle and kissed Jamison again, hoping that he didn't think she was moving him along to fast.

"You kiss way better then any guy i've ever kissed." Naomi giggled and Jamison laughed quietly as she started to kiss him again.

It was the best kiss well smooch he ever had!
They just kissed for a few minutes, totally forgetting the world around them.

He had the words of his older brother in his mind "Never kiss or even date a cheerleader!" he shook his head. He didn't knew what was wrong with kissing a cheerleader, right now it felt just amazing.

Naomi knew it was wrong to be kissing a complete stranger, but it just felt right at the moment. She continued kissing him for what seemed to be forever and then pulled away again. Naomi couldn't believe that she had never seen him before, perhaps it was just that she was to occupied with other stuff. She smiled at him again, she was happy that he had choosen to listen to Stacie and ask her out.

"So i'm having a party on friday, do you want to come?" She handed him a piece of paper with her adress on it. "My parents are going to be gone all weekend on a trip." She winked at him, she hoped that he wouldn't take it the wrong way. Lately Naomi couldn't help, but to notice she was acting more and more like Stacie everyday. It wasn't a bad thing because Stacie basically had any guy she wanted.

Jamison looked at the piece of paper Naomi just handed him... a party on friday...
His dad was going to work all weekend so there was nothing more going on than watching TV with his overprotective older brother!

"Sounds great, count me in!" he said with a smile and looked at Naomi again.
He couldn't believe he just kissed her! Sure he had kissed girls before and most of them were beautiful and everything but something made Naomi special, something he couldn't explain!
And that something caused that he couldn't took his eyes off of her.

Naomi just couldn't keep her eyes off of Jamison. He was perfect in every way. His smile comforted her and made her feel like she could do anything with him. When Tom would smile at her, she could tell all he was trying to do was get her into his bed. She kissed Jamison again when he said he could make it to her party. Then she realised that she didn't really know anything about him and that's something she wanted to get to do. After all her and her friends made a deal that they couldn't sleep with a guy until they knew their whole biography. She giggled mid thought then kissed Jamison again. When the kiss ended she began to speak.

"So tell me a little about yourself." she felt embarassed she hadn't told him to do this before.

"Well..." Jamison started. "As you know my name is Jamison!" he winked and and went on. "I'm 16 years old, I live with my dad and my older brother Tyler and well... I'm in Drama Club so I like to sing and act... but well I'm kinda shy to sing when other people are watching, not in a play of course but like when i'm just singing" he said and didn't knew if that was really interesting but he just went on. "And well beside that I like to hang out with friends and well do that what every 16 year old boy likes!". Now that sounded completly wrong!!! "Well not that... I mean going to football games and party and that stuff!" he stuttered and looked at Naomi again.
"Anything else? and what about you?".

"Anything else? and what about you?".
There were so many things Naomi wanted to hide from him, but this was the moment of truth. She had to tell him everything, every little detail that has happened in her life, because she believes that the first moment you tell somebody about yourself, is the moment you need to tell everything, because they can just walk away then, and not sometime between 10-15 years of marriage.

"Well Ok this may take awhile to tell you everything." she giggled then continued. "I'm not from this state i come from California. Down in California I was born with two big sisters and later on came my little brother. Now down there I was always considered the "bad kid" i was always in some sort of trouble to where once i got arrested." she looked down at the ground, that was something she didn't want alot of people knowing about her. "Then when i was 13 I got pregnant with a child, but when it was born my parents pretended it was their own. So basically she thinks i'm her big sister, when in reality she's my daughter. I've only told one other person this secret and that would be Stacie and i hope you can keep it. Anyways everybody down where i lived would always call me the "town whore" or "Slut" and my parents just couldn't take that anymore, so we moved up here. I like it up here, because it's alot more peaceful." She carassed his hand. "When we moved down here i was accepted automadically, and i got a new start. Nobody knew about my daughter and I instantly became popular. I joined cheerleading and i'm reconized by everybody." she sighed...it felt good to let all of that off of her chest, but she was afraid of what Jamison would say to what she had just told him. Naomi just basically spilled her guts out to him.