That day was like any other ordinary day. I woke up, i got dressed, then i biked to school. I always did the same routine every morning.

I had two friends, Max and El. We never thought about anyone else. Most people say trios don't work out, but we were inseparable. Always biking with each other, going to the mall and the movie, and hanging out at each others houses.

Until one day a boy, a very pretty boy, showed up. He was on the football team, he was popular, and so so pretty. Every girl wanted to get with him and ever boy wanted to be him. Micheal Wheeler.

Nobody would think a popular boy would interact with us, the people lowest on the food chain, but he did.

"Hey." He said as he causally walked up to us. "What do you want? Are you here to bully us?" Max said. "No no no! I don't do that," he replied. "Then why are you here?" El said. I stayed quiet, i was probably blushing.

"Well I was wondering if you wanted to be my friends. I know that probably sounds weird," he continued, "But I actually don't have many friends even though i'm popular."

The three of us stared at each other, "I mean I don't see why not," El said. "What class do you have first?" I asked, finally speaking to him. "Art." he said and rolled his eyes. "Oh me too!" I said.

"We both have English, see you guys at lunch!" Max said as she walked off with El.

I was left there to walk with Micheal Wheeler to our art class. I could feel my face was hot, and he could see it. I know he did.

I had just a tiny crush on him, it was harmless. It wouldn't interfere with our new friendship, i know it won't. I'll just do what I normally do and repress my feelings.

It doesn't hurt, most of the time.

a/n: ok new story, my other story "New Guy" is still continuing, in fact i posted a part on it today. I am starting school though sooo i might not be posting very frequently.