"I assume that everyone's reports are finished?" Mr Brown says with a raised brow.

I rub my eyes tiredly and open my port folio, I grab my report and place it on the desk.

"Well?" He asks once again.

"Yes," we all chorus.

"Great!" He claps his hands together 'excitingly' and walks around collecting all of our papers.

He grabs mine then walks past me, I sigh dropping my head on the table. I shouldn't of gone to that concert, actually I should of because I need to forget Tyler.

I know one way to forget him, I smirk.

~~

This is a terrible idea, why would I think of this!? Lucky I didn't tell Sam otherwise she would make me actually go on with the stupid plan.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

Let me elaborate, I decided that I would try and talk to Austin Mayon; but I'm chickening out, however, if this is the only way to forget stupid Tyler- I DIDN'T LIKE HIM!

Oh yes you did

Stupid subconscious! So I will do it, I take a deep breath looking at all the people he's surrounded by. Which includes Stacey Williams, Ryan Roy, Reece Connor- not my brother by the way, lastly James Ashton and a few other girls like Tamara Evans and Joe Saunders.

Gosh I hate them.

If I go over there I will make a fool of myself, rumours will spread which I do not want and I will have no chance with Austin.

I take a deep breath and see him look over at me, he grins and jogs over to me. What is happening with my life at the moment?

AUSTIN MAYON IS JOGGING OVER TO ME!

I look away pretending I wasn't even staring at him when I'm pretty sure he knows that I indeed was.

Idiot. Idiot. Idiot.

He stops in front of me and I shyly look up at him, he smirks "hey, Shae right?"

"Y-yeah, we met at McDonalds, well we technically met when the red wine spilled on my new white top and you defended me and.... I'm just going to stop," I blubber, why am I blubbering?

He chuckles "I'm Austin Mayon," he extends a hand, I grab it and smile.

"I know, I mean nice to meet you," I roll my eyes at myself, I sound so cringe worthy.

I look behind him noticing his group is looking our way, the girls glaring and the guys smirking.

Hehehe.

"So..." He trails off.

"So?" This is awkward, there's a silence in the air.

"What do you study?" He asks me sitting down at a seat, I stand awkwardly looking down at him.

"Law, what about you?" I ask.

He grins "I want to be a sports teacher, or a coach," I nod. "I just want to own my own sporting club, football preferably."

I went to high school with him and he was the star quarterback, of course all the cliché happened.

He got all the girls, was the star quarterback, kind of a golden boy, he went to parties and got drunk.

And his group was among it as well, Stacey and her pets were cheerleaders and we all happened to go to the same college.

Weird, I know.

"So, do you have a boyfriend?"

Oh my god, what does this mean? Does this mean that he likes me?

"No," I blurt out almost immediately.

I think of Tyler but we aren't dating, he doesn't even like me! If he liked me he wouldn't have left, but he did.

He hurt me, a lot.

"Would you like to, you know..." He trails off.

"No I don't know," I awkwardly say, he laughs.

"Would you like to go on a date, well catch up or something like that sometime?" HE IS ASKING ME ON A DATE!?

I've fantasised this moment since high school, but now I really don't know what to say.

Things have changed but I still like him, but what do I do?

What do I say!?

Well the first thing to do is act cool, I look at him and he scratches the back of his neck and stands "I'm sorry, I understand."

"NO!" I shout before he can walk away "I mean, no," I blush, he smirks "I mean yes, I will go on a date with you," he grins.

"Great! What's your number and we can sort out the details later?" I give him my number and he steps closer to me, I look down blushing.

I hear him chuckle and he lifts my head with his finger underneath my chin, he smirks and kisses me on the cheek.

I close my eyes enjoying the feeling of Austin Mayon's lips on my cheek, I hear a screech and we both look at his group.

Stacey Williams is glaring at me, face red with anger; oh lord, if she hates me then that's bad. She can ruin me!

Stacey and Austin dated once, I remember crying on the toilet at school because I was 'in love' with him.

He winks at me "well wish me luck," I blush.

"Good luck," I whisper, he points to his cheek with a puppy dog face.

"Kiss on the cheek?" My cheeks turn a darker shade of red and I place my hands on his shoulders, stand on my tippy toes and press my lips to his clean shaven cheek.

He smirks, his blue eyes piercing into my own and ruffles his blonde hair.

With a wave he turns around and jogs to his group, the guys 'pat' him on the back when it's more like a slap.

I sigh dreamily and walk to my car with a smile on my face, wait till I tell Sam!

~~

"OH MY GOD HE DID?!" She exclaims jumping on her toes, I nod with a massive grin.

"HE DID!" I exclaim back.

She drops to the couch placing the back of her hand on her forehead "lucky bîtch," she mutters.

"What about you and... Marcus," I grimace and look at her, I see her frown and I scrunch my eyebrows together in confusion.

They were hitting it off, right?

"I thought he liked me, I really did," she whispers, I walk over to her and sit on the ground in front of the couch and look at her.

She stares up at the ceiling with a sad smile etched onto her face, I frown.

"What happened Sam?" I ask.

She grabs her phone and clicks onto messages and shows me.

Hey Sam, I'm sorry I couldn't actually see you face to face but I wouldn't be able to do this if I saw you and the sadness on your face. I have to leave. I can't be here anymore Sam, I've done something bad that I regret and I might do it again which I don't want too. Jeez, you would hate me so fricking much if you knew, but you can't know. I'm sorry, just know that I'll always look out for you somehow, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met in my entire life and I've met a lot of girls. I want you to find happiness, even if that's without me, but I think you would be better off with out me

- sincerely Marcus

I gasp looking at her with wide eyes "h-he left too?" I see a tear coming out of her left eye and she nods with a pained face.

"What did I do to deserve this, I thought he liked me and I like him. God I hate guys," she sobs.

She hugs me and I wrap my arms around her "I do too," I whisper.

~~