Willow- A lot has happened in these past seven years after high school, I wonder where I would have been if nothing to dramatic happened back in BridgePort High School. Only, if I stayed and never drifted from the path in which my parents wanted me to take. Before I get ahead of myself, let me take you back to what happened my junior year of high school.

Tina Vanderwood (Willow’s mom)- “ Williow are you ready to leave for school? Since, if we don’t leave now you are going to be late.”

Williow Vanderwood - Age sixteen, 164cm, track team captain, shy, average looks, in love with this boy in her school, and has good grades. “One more minute mom, I’ll be down soon.” Williow says in her head- Ahh really, do I have to go to school right this second I was having a good dream. Ian (details about him later) finally confessed that he liked me and was going to kiss me.... sigh....sadly before he kissed me my mom had to go waking me up. Don’t get me wrong I’m all for getting up early at five in the morning to start my day. But sometimes, as a teenage female with a lot of hormones running through her body right now just wants to take an extra half an hour to fantasize about having a love life. Yeah, as if that’s going to happen...chuckle....yes, I am single and I have never had a boyfriend before. It’s not like I never wanted one before or that my parents are anti boyfriend’s or anything like that it’s just that the boys I like just happen to be on a whole different level then me. For example, I am the type of girl who has frizzy, wavy, and vibrant orange hair, light brown eyes, fair skin, and has a ton of pimples. Additionally, I like to wear sporty clothing so a solid color t-shirt that is tucked into a pair of black or blue jeans. Not that there is anything wrong with my style but it’s just not anything over the top which is why I am considered average looking.

Tina Vanderwood-“Williow, it’s already been five minutes! Get your *** down here now otherwise you will be taking the bus to school.”

Williow Vanderwood-“I’m coming mom! I’m running down the stairs as we speak.”

Williow’s mom drove Williow to BridgePort High School, where Williow was welcomed by her two friends Bridget Flime and Taylor Hunter.

Bridget Flime- Williow’s best friend from fifth grade. She has long, shinny, and curly blond hair along with crystal blue eyes, and is light skinned. She has a boyfriend named Justin Winter (details later) who is a freshman at Hartford University, she is 159cm, Williow’s wing woman on the track team, does not do well in school, and has a job at a local convenience store. “Hey Williow, what took you so long to get here? It’s already 7am. You remember that school starts in 30 minutes right? And in that time you promised to help me study an hour before our physics test.”

Williow Vanderwood-“I’m sorry Bridget, I was having that dream all over again. Hence, why I am late today. Please, forgive me, I will give you the best half an hour cram session that I can.”

Taylor Hunter- Williow’s closet guy friend since seventh grade. He has messy and short dark brown hair, hazel eyes, nice jawline, olive skin, 168cm, fit, and is on the boy’s lacrosse team. He confessed to Williow back in ninth grade but was shot down, secretly still likes her, and has complicated family issues. “Williow, I don’t know why you keep trying to help Bridget on her exams. It’s not like anything you actually try teach her improves her grade anyways. I think she is a lost cause and you should just give up.”

Williow Vanderwood- “Everyone learns at different paces, her’s just so happens to take longer than yours or mine.”

Taylor Hunter avoids the comment. “Well we best be getting to class before we get in trouble.”

Williow, Vanderwood, Taylor Hunter, and Bridget Flime all walk to class. (Side note, yes Taylor and Bridget are the same age as Williow and are in the same class) They all enter room B-23 When Williow Vanderwood sees Ian in her class.

Williow Vanderwood wispires “Hey Bridget and Taylor do you know why Ian is in our class?”

Taylor Hunter wispires “Maybe, he flunked out last year and needed to repeat? I still don’t know why you are so hung up on him anyway. He is just one of those types who act like they deserve the attention. He just wants everyone to fight over him.”

Williow Vanderwood punches Taylor’s arm lightly in a joking type manner and wispires “ Hah, hah very funny Taylor. But, to be honest I don’t know why I like him? Maybe, it is because he seems to be perfect at everything, that I am just so curious to find out what he is not good at or what will make him snap and loss his cool.”

Bridget Flime “Mysterious and handsome, what an interesting type you like indeed Williow. I’m rutting for you to go snatch him and make him fall for you.”

Williow laughs and all three of them finally moves away from the door and sits down in class. (Note: Williow sits in front of the room while Bridget and Taylor sit all the way in the back right next to each other)While waiting for the last few minutes of class to begin Williow hands Bridget a piece of paper with sample problems for her to solve. While, in the mean time Williow is trying to sit cutely in her desk reading a steamy romance book and trying to secretly steal glances at Ian. She keeps thinking to herself “Why is Ian here? Why is he here?” Then all of a sudden the teacher comes in.

The teacher then perceeds to walk from the door to the front of the room. A few moments later, the teacher begins talking to Ian. And as they are chatting, Williow is more than happy to observe their whole conversation. In her head she keeps thinking damn how can this man look this good while just doing nothing. She then starts checking Ian out from head to toe. Nice fluffy and straight black hair that is shorter on the sides and longer in the middle....yeah that’s a check in that department. Hmmm, smooth tanned skin, no acne, long eye lashes, greenish blue eyes...everytime I look at his eyes it makes me fall even deeper in love with him (so that’s a check). Williow continues to scan Ian, a perfect nose, sharp jawline, and a sexy smile with a bit of a smirk. See now this is my problem (Williow is thinking to herself) how can a man be this perfect and to top it off he is 190cm tall. As Williow continues to continplate a few more passing thoughts, that she did not realize that she was still checking out Ian. As the chat between Ian and the teacher finishes he looks right at the chilling stare he felt earlier and realized who the culprit was. All he did was give a small smirk and continued on with his business.

Mr.Bruner (home room teacher)- He is a middle aged man who is married to another teacher at BridgePort high school. To add, has two children who are twins that are age ten. He is strict, balding due to stress, grayish white hair, 165cm tall, brown eyes, and wears glasses. Mr. Bruner clears his throat....cough..”Attention everyone I would like to introduce each one of you students to a wonderful student who is both academically and athletically savvy. He is a senior so he will be graduating next year for the heads up to anyone of you students who were thinking of making a pass on him. His name is Ian Lightin. As many of you all are probably wondering...what is a senior doing in a junior class? Well, Ian is here to talk about the boy’s volleyball team.”

Ian Lightin- “Hi everyone, as Mr.Bruner just told you my name is Ian and I am here to talk about the boy’s volleyball team. So let’s drive right in, as many of you might already know our volleyball team has won nationals for the past five years in a row and we are planning to do the same this year.”

Ian continues to inform class B-23 about the history of the school’s volleyball team and at the end of the presentation told all the boys to go sign up.

Ian Lightin- “Remember, don’t forget to sign up by this Friday. Since, tryouts begin on Monday afterschool. Thank you I hope you all enjoy the rest of your day.”

Mr.Bruner-“Class, say thank you Ian for your presentation. And give him a big round of applause.”

Class-“Thank you Ian for your presentation.”

The class gives an applause to Ian. After Ian leaves, everyone starts whispering “ohh my, who is he.”

“He is just my type.” “Do you know if he has a girlfriend?” “OMG, did you see his handsome face and how tall he was.” Bridget throws a crumpled ball of paper at the back of Williow’s head. Williow then touches her head and turns around. She makes eye contact. Bridget points to the crumpled piece of paper and starts mouthing “open it up and look what I wrote.” Williow grabs the paper turns back facing the front of the room and reads what Bridget wrote. “Did you know he was on the volleyball team? Well, I guess it makes sense since he is 190cm tall. Least he is using the good genes he got. Also, are you okay? I was not sure if you were going to pass out of excitement. Ian stood so close to your desk that you could reach your arm out and touch him. Talk about luck, you have to tell me the details.” Williow’s turns around and smiles at Bridget. Williow starts writing on the other side of the

piece of paper... a few minutes went by and then tosses the paper back to Bridget. She wastes no time opening up the paper to read what Williow had wrote. “Where do I begin? Let’s see I was definitely blushing, my heart felt as if it was going to rip out of my chest. Also, I am not sure if I began sweating or not but every time I looked into his eyes the room began to heat up. And wtf how did I not know that he was on the volleyball team like where was I?” Bridget laughs silently to herself.

After class was over Taylor texted Williow “what all the note passing with Bridget was about.” Since, whenever Taylor asks Bridget what her and Williow talk about she always says (Taylor texts this line) “it’s nothing that concerns you. It’s just girl talk. Boys like you won’t understand.” Taylor continues to text “like what does that even mean boys like you won’t understand?”

Williow continues to walk while texting Taylor “hah, hah well you know how Bridget is. Anyways I’m pretty sure you can guess what we were talking about.” And just as she hits send she crashes right into something.

Williow falls to the ground. She landed hard on her butt “ouch what was that?” She looks around and realizes that she banged right into a volleyball cart. And as a result the cart flipped over, she dropped her phone and now there were balls rolling all over in the hallway. Williow thinks to herself, ohhh my what have I done. This is why people say not to text and walk at the same time, since otherwise accidents like these happen. She was so focused on finding her phone that she did not even apologize to the person who was pushing the chart into the gym. Williow says out loud “ where is it? Where is my phone?” Moments later someone taps her on the shoulder. Williow turns around and gasps..... “IAN!” She regains some composure. “What are you doing here?”

Ian holds out his hand where Williow see’s her phone is cracked. “Here is your phone. I found it under the volleyball cart. I’m sorry that it is broken.... but it’s not my fault that your were not looking where you where going. What I’m saying is that I’m not barring any responsibility when it comes to replacing your phone.” Ian places the phone in Williow’s hand and then looks her in the eyes and pauses for a second. And he turns around “I can’t handle when girl’s cry infront of me. Are you that upset that you broke your phone?”

Williow continues to sob but manages to say in a shaky voice “I’m sorry for banging into you and causing you trouble. And for wasting your time having the pick up all the volleyballs.” She pauses trying to get herself to stop crying but she doesn’t manage to hold back the tears “I’m sorry that I am an ugly cryer and that you have to whiteness it. It’s just that this is the only phone I have and my parents are very strict when it comes to baring responsibility on situations like this one. I just don’t know how I am going to face him... my dad.”

Ian blushes the slightest bit and thinks to himself “she is not an ugly cryer but it’s kinda cute.”

Williow bolts up, “ I’m sorry that I’m still just sitting here on the ground and not helping you pick the rest of the equipment up.”

Williow and Ian collect the rest of the balls and place them into the cart. Ian pushes the cart into the gym and Williow waves and says thank you.

When Williow gets home she came clean to her parents about breaking her phone and boy did she here a lot from her parents. They came to the conclusion that Williow was going to pay for half of her new phone by getting a job at her mother’s flower shop and the other half will get paid by her parents.

A few weeks how pave passed since the incident had happened and Williow bought her new phone and she hasn’t spoken to Ian ever since.

Bridget-“Williow! Williow! You have to see this.” Williow turns around and sees Bridget running straight toward her with a paper in her hand.

Williow-“Bridget, what is it? What is so important?”

Bridget shows Williow the paper and points “Look Williow the boy’s volleyball team will be playing this Saturday right here in BellPort.”

Williow starts getting really excited “I can’t believe this is happening. I finally get to see Ian play in person. I wonder what position he is?”

Bridget-“I know right and what’s even better is that my boyfriend is not busy this weekend so he can come and hang out with us.”

Williow-“ohh that amazing it’s been awhile since you too have been on a date together. I can’t even remember the last time I have seen him. Was it three months ago.”

Bridget-“Yeah, it’s been a while but that’s only because he is going to college to become a doctor. How did I get so luckily to be going out with a hot and smart man?”

Williow-“Have you seen yourself, you have the body of a model and a face of a goddess. If you were asking me he is luckily to be going out with you.”

Taylor starts walking towards Williow and Bridget. “Hey you two, what are you two doing standing in the middle of the hall. I have been waiting for you guys outside of school so we can go pick up some lunch.”

Bridget-“ Taylor, are you free this Saturday?”

Taylor-“No, you know that I told you last week that I had a lacrosse tournament Saturday in the afternoon. And you both promised to go.”

Bridget-“ohh really, I forgot. Well, I don’t think I can make it my boyfriend is going to be hanging out with me that day.”

Taylor-“ I knew you would forget and it’s fine have fun with your boyfriend. At least Williow will be there right?”

Bridget starts looking around trying to think what to say “ummm....” “ahhh” ..... “hmmmmm”

Bridget “Well Taylor. There is something I need to tell you?”

Taylor- “huh, what is it? I know you must be excited to see my tournament it’s an very important game you have to be there and cheer for me since your my lucky charm.”