Seventh period with Mrs. Talke was always the worst. She really is a nice lady but she is way to old to still be teaching. She starts the class by taking a really long time to take attendance when we really don't have that many people in the room.

"Good morning guys," said Mrs. Talke

"What about the girls?" replied Jayla Marks.

It was supposed to be a joke but no one laughed. Everyone just ignored her because Jayla's jokes aren't funny, but when I look at my friend Hayden, I can tell that he is trying his very best not to laugh.

"Ladies and Gentlemen" Mrs. Talke corrected.

She was slightly annoyed but she moved on.

Mrs. Talke did attendance, very slowly, and she began the lesson. She took her blue whiteboard marker, like always, and begins writing on the board.

P-O-P-Q-U

I hear everyone sigh or slump down on their desk.

POP QUIZ was written on the board in bright blue marker.

"Alright boys and girls! Today we have a pop quiz on William Shakespeare," Mrs. Talk said.

She handed out the quiz and said that we had half an hour to complete it. When I turned over the paper I quickly skimmed over it. It was just basic things about his work and stuff. When I finished the quiz I handed it to Mrs. Talke and sat back down.

"Psst. Hey Dayton," Hayden said.

"What?" I replied.

"What's the answer to question five?" He asked

I rolled my eyes and told him to figure it out. He chuckled to himself and went back to work.

Mrs. Talke finishes the class and the bell rings.

"I'll have these quizzes graded by tommorow," she said as we all walked out the door. I go to my locker to get my stuff to got home and as soon as I close my locker I see some random girl walk up to me.

"Um, Hi Dayton," she said.

"Hey," I replied.

She was looking down at the floor and her face was very red.

"Um, I'm Cameron Tayne and I was wondering if you, um, wanted to maybe

go...,"

"He's not interested," my ex Kaia chimed in.

"Oh sorry," Cameron said as she ran away.

Kaia turned to me and said, "So when are you gonna pick me up tonight"

"I'm picking you up tonight?" I replied, "Last time I checked Sam O'Nelly was picking you up".

Her face turned red.

"I already told you that I'm sorry," she said.

I could see her fidgeting with her finger. That's what she always did when she was nervous.

"I was just being stupid," she exclaimed.

"Well things haven't changed" I said,"

I walked away from her towards the front doors at school and I pulled out my car keys.

"Ugh!" she cried as I walked away from her, "Your not better than me jerk!"

I waved goodbye to her without turning around and popped in my headphones to let her know that I wasn't listening anymore.

I got into my car and started to drive home. Then I thought that maybe I should stop by Town Square to get some fresh air beforehand. I was walking around for about half an hour and I stumbled upon Maysie Garden. It's right in the middle of our small town, Maysie, so a lot of people come to see it for a number of different reasons. Town Square is usually crowded but today there wasn't a lot of people. At the garden there was only one person. A girl actually. She was sitting on a bench with a sketchbook. I sat next to her on the bench. She didn't say anything to me so I thought she was just the quiet type. Much different from Kaia. We sat there for five minutes and I finally got tired of the silence so I opened my mouth and let words come out.

"Hey."

AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! WHY IS THIS RANDOM GUY NEXT TO ME?! WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I DO? Okay, I'm just gonna calm down. Maybe he will leave. Maybe he is just enjoying this nice garden like me.

"Hey,"

I have officially lost all hope in the world. I don't wanna be rude, but what if he drags on about his day or some other random nonsense that I don't care about.

"Hi," I respond.

He doesn't say anything else. Maybe he doesn't want to talk to me either? I look back down at my sketchbook and continue to draw the garden.

I glance down and I notice a little keychain on his backpack. It says Quenlen. My highschool.

"Uh, You go to Quenlen High," I say.

"Yeah, how'd you know," he replied.

I don't know why I even asked. Now I actually have to conversate.

"Your keychain," I explain.

"Oh! Of course that makes more sense" he exclaimed. "I'm Dayton Ray,"

I flinch as I hear the name. My pencil leave a mark on the side of my page. Dayton Ray. Isn't that the name that everyone has been crushing on since freshmen year?

"Ryliegh," I say "Ryliegh Wikings"

"Ryliegh," he says, "That's a pretty name."

I blush a little.

"Thanks."

We go back to silence, which I'm happy with because that was so awkward. Dayton Ray is said to be the cutest, nicest, and most popular guy in school. I've never actually met him or seen him, but now that I have, I can safely say that he really lives up to his standards. Black curly hair, blue eyes. Kind of tall but not really. My guess is 5'10. Skinny but he's got some muscle on him. For som unknown reason, I kind of want to keep talking to him.

"Um what class are you in?"

I already knew the answer. I was just trying to make conversation.

"Big Guns," he said.

"Oh really me too," I reply.

OQuenlen has this weird thing where all the grades have a second nickname. Even though freshmen, sophomore, junior, and senior are more than enough.

Freshmen are call Fresh Meat because they're new. Sophomores are called the Bangers, but no one knows why. Juniors are Little Big Shots because they are the second in line for getting out of Highschool. Then finally us, the Big Guns, Seniors. We're called that because we are at the top. The oldest.

"I've never seen you at school before," he says.

"Well I'm always there," I reply.

"So I've heard," He said.

I giggle a little bit. His phone dings and he pulls it pulls it out of his pocket to check It.

"My mom wants me to bring groceries so I better get going," he explained.

He pulls a sticky-note from the front pocket of his bag along with a pen. He writes his number on it and hands it to me.

"Text me," he said, "Bye!"

He waves to me and I have back. I look at the sticky-note. There is only one thing I can do now. I have to sell it on Ebay. Then I would be set for life.