Soon enough, AP English arrives and I step into the class a few minutes before the teacher arrives.

The first thing I see when I step into the classroom is a mop of wavy brown hair, focusing intently on a book on his desk.

Jordan.

As if sensing my gaze on him, he raises his head up from his book and sends me a wide smile as I walk over to him.

Just as I walk closer to him, I hear snickers and giggles of girls around me, but I brush it off thinking they were probably laughing at something else. Because I was a nobody here.

"Hey Jordan, I'm...