Walking into school. (SS)

Well, here you are, back at the beginning of the story. Taking a deep breath you push open the high school doors. The whole time you felt giddy and excited, but also nervous, wanting to know people's reactions.

As you walk down the hallways, you wanted people to be awestruck by you. You want the boys to look at you, as if you were a fresh cut of ribeye steak.

But when you look around, none of that happens.

Everyone is preoccupied with their own business. The hallway looks the same, except for some people dressed in outfits opposite to their usual style. However, you can't honestly tell who dressed up for the event and who didn't.

Your heart beats faster as you realize what just happened. People don't know who you are. They probably just see you as a girl walking into school.

That thought makes you blush. Do people just see you as a girl? you ask yourself. You look around, and it seems like they do. You feel like just another person in the background.

A mix of emotions washes over you. You were excited about today, hoping to show people that you are a cute girl, but instead, nothing seems to have changed.

Suddenly, someone shoves you out of the way, almost causing you to fall, but then they catch your shoulder.

"I'm sorry about that," he says, stopping mid-sentence to look at you. Your eyes widen in shock as you realize who saved you. It was Jason, your bully, the one who made your life and your friend's life a living hell.

The reason why is because you never really liked bullies, so you always fight back against him. However, that doesn't matter right now. You can't help but notice how strong his grip is on your arm. Yes, he's the football quarterback, but you never really paid attention to how manly and strong he is. All these thoughts make you blush even more.

You starts to panic as you hope that he doesn't figure out who you are. You try to thank him but your mouth keep on fumbling words. As you now find yourself frozen in place.

He helps you regain your footing like a gentleman. You see in his eyes that he was checking you out, scanning you from head to toe. This cause you to feel flustered, this was the first time a guy was checking you out. It oddly makes you happy that someone finally notices how cute you are. "H-hiya," you stutter, fidgeting with your hands.

He notices your shyness. "Oh god, you're shy..." he mumbles. "I'm sorry about that. Uh, my name is Jason," he says, trying to form his sentence.

You notice him blushing.

This is weird. The Jason you know isn't the type to get flustered in front of girls. He's a player who engages in one-night stands. A jerk who is egoistic. Not wanting to deal with this, you try to run away, but he gently grabs your hand.

"I'm sorry about that... I was wondering if you wanted to go to the party after school."