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Selena’s POV:
As I rushed off without another look back, I decided not to slow down until I reached my class. I couldn’t stop or else Kyle might just come out of nowhere and stop me to talk. I could tell by the way he was staring at me with those emerald green eyes that he wanted to talk, probably about yesterday lunch, but I didn’t care, I didn’t want to talk to him, so I just turned my back and kept walking.
Ever since I had heard him sing that unforgettable lunch, I had had that song that we sang, stuck in my head. And no matter how hard I tried to get it out, no matter how many other songs I hummed or blasted out of my iPod, all the songs eventually turned into his song.
I sighed my millionth sigh for the day already, annoyed that I have his song stuck in my head, though, deep inside, I was glad it was stuck in my head, since I didn’t want to forget it. But I wouldn’t let myself believe that, I wouldn’t let myself think that I wanted his song in my head.
The day went by like all other days, just this time I had his song stuck in my head the whole time. But, thankfully, I had managed to avoid him for the whole day…so far.
This lunch, instead of going to the music block and running the chance of bumping into Kyle again, I decided to go to the place I spend most of my breaks at, the library. Like every time I go to the library, it was pretty much empty. There were only a couple of students in there, doing assignments or homework, so it wasn’t hard for me to get my favourite spot next to the window, looking out at the far off mountains and calm, cotton candy clouds. As I sank down onto the soft cushions surrounding the sofa like seats at the window, I decided to continue writing that love song I had thought of that early morning. Since I hadn’t seen Kyle all day, my mood was starting to rise and get happier, but inside, I had this strange longing feeling. I wasn’t sure what the feeling was referring to, what I was longing for, so I just pushed it aside and focused on this next song of mine, hoping it would turn out as good as any of my other songs, even though it was my first time writing a song of this sort.
Lunch went by quicker than I hoped, and I hadn’t written much more to my song. As I packed away my things, I remembered that I had music next. Music was one of my favourite classes, though it was hard not to sing and perform like I usually do, since I am at school, so I have to make sure no one will notice my singing or anything, since I don’t know if anyone from school has been to The Moonlight, but I rather not risk it.
As I stood in the doorway to the Music classroom, I suddenly had Déjà vu, a feeling I had experienced this moment before, but I couldn’t recall when or where from. As people were gathering outside the classroom, I quickly entered the room to get my seat at the back, before anyone else could come in. As the class filed in, I stared around and decided to push the Déjà vu moment into the back of my head and not think about it for the rest of the class, since I didn’t want anything to distract me during music.
“Hurry up and sit down class,” announced Mrs Evans in her strictest voice, which wasn’t as strict as she wanted it to turn out, since she was a real nice teacher that barely ever raised her voice, unless it was something very important. “I have something important to announce today,” she kept yelling, “Today, you will all be receiving an assignment!” The whole class fell into a chorus of moans and groans, except me of course, who didn’t mind assignments as much. “Now listen up before you start moaning your heads off,” She continued, as the class fell silent, “This assignment is a pair assignment, bu-.” Before Mrs Evans could even finish her sentence, the whole class was yelling across the room at their friends, trying to decide who they were going to work with. I sat their silently, disappointed this was a pair assignment, since I always have no one to work with. I hoped Mrs Evans would come to my rescue and say something that might change the current situation.
The class continued to yell across the room, not being able to decide who will work with who. I sighed, knowing no one would hear me, and scanned the room. As my eyes brushed over everyone yelling their head off, something that my eyes passed had made them quickly go back to get another look. Once my eyes were resting on that thing that had caught them moments ago, I regretted the second glance straight away. The thing that had caught my eyes, out of everything else in the room, just had to be the one person I didn’t want to see, let alone think; Kyle.
My breath was knocked out of me as soon as my eyes rested on Kyle. His blond with brown streaks hair swayed as he rocked side to side, not paying attention to the girls crowding around him and calling his name, wanting to be paired with him for this assignment. His girlfriend, Angelica, or Angel, as she liked to be called, clutched his arm tight, like she could have easily drawn blood if she wanted to. Every girl that came near, or touched Kyle, she would glare daggers at, not wanting anyone else to take him for this assignment, or anything else.
“Quiet!” Mrs Evans called out, getting annoyed at the class. Everyone went quiet; knowing making her angry isn’t something they wanted to do. “Good,” she murmured, “Now let me finish. For this assignment, you will be working in pairs, but I will be picking the pairs for you.” The whole class started to whine and grumble all over again. No one liked being put into pairs, except for me, who didn’t mind. At least I wouldn’t be the only person in the class left with no partner.
“Now quieten down class,” Mrs Evans yelled for the millionth time, “If you keep complaining, I will pair you with someone you don’t like.” That made the class quickly fall silent, as they waited for their name to be called out and find out their partner.
Name by name got pulled out of a box by Mrs Evans and called out. I waited patiently, wondering who I could possibly get paired with, as the amount of remaining students decreased with every pair getting called out.
“Angelica,” Mrs Evan’s announced the name on the paper in her hand. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Angelica grip Kyle’s arm even tighter and crossed her fingers, giving him a luscious smile any boy would fall head over heels for. Mrs Evan’s hand emerged from the plain box of names, holding another piece of paper. She opened it, as every boy in the class leaned forward, hoping to get their name. “Adam,” Mrs Evan’s small smooth voice announced, making every boy in the class groan, except for Adam, a tall, muscly, brown hair and eyed boy. He jumped up from his seat with a huge smile on his face, obviously over joyed that he got such a popular girl. Angelica was the complete opposite though; she had a huge frown on her face that made her face look so gloomy and somehow evil. She jumped up off her seat, obviously not happy about being separated from her gorgeous, blond haired boyfriend. “This is outrages!” she exclaimed, not believing her ears, “I refuse to be with anyone but Kyle!” She stomped to Mrs Evans, who looked worry but stood her ground. “I’m sorry, Angelica, but destiny has spoken,” the girls in the class giggled, glad that Kyle was still left to be paired with. Angelica’s mouth hung open, obviously about to say something back, when Mrs Evans just put up her hand and told her to move along to her partner before she got a detention.
Angelica stomped off to Adam, who still had a huge, silly grin on his face, even after what happened. She slumped down on the seat and Adam started talking to her with his usual care free, happy attitude.
A few more names got called out, and I still didn’t have a partner. I started to get slightly disappointed as I looked around the room. Everyone else had a partner except for me; a shy girl whose name I always forget, a popular boy with didn’t care much about school, and Kyle. I glared at him, hoping I don’t get paired with such a jerk, or else I will have to do all the work, even though I would have to do all the work with whoever I get paired with.
I finally heard my name get called out, and I straightened my back as I waited for my partner to get called. Mrs Evans opened the piece of paper that would decide who I work with, and I waited as I stared at her, seeing her eyes widen the tiniest amount, and then she opened her lips and said who my partner was.
My mouth hung open. I tried to close it, I really did, but it just wouldn’t budge. I heard all the girls moan, especially Angelica, and stared at my partner. I would not move over to him. If he wanted to work with me, he could come over to me, but I was not going over to him!
He stood up, trying to act annoyed, but I saw a tiny smile cross his face for a second. As he walked over to me in a calm, casual style, I groaned, just as loudly as any other girl in the class. He dropped himself onto the chair next to me and kept staring forward, acting like nothing was wrong. I wanted to complain, I really did, but nothing seemed to come out. I just sat there like a complete dumb founded idiot, not believing I could get him. Why not the other guy? Or even the girl would be better! As the last pair sat down together, all I could think was Him, why him?! Out of everyone in this class, I just had to get the stupid jerk Kyle!!

Kyle’s POV:
I couldn’t believe my luck. Yeah, sure, I got paired with Selena, but this would give me a chance to talk to her, tell her not to tell anyone about what she saw yesterday lunch in this very music room, and possibly, if I was lucky enough, even get to know her better.
I stole a quick glimpse of her, seeing the way her mouth hung open and her clear blue eyes were wide behind her large framed glasses. I giggled quietly to myself, finding the way she looked hilarious, yet somehow cute. As I turned back to the front before she caught me staring, I noticed Angelica staring at Selena with such jealously and hatred in her eyes. Then she quickly noticed me, flashed a smile showing off her perfectly straight white teeth, and turned around, embarrassed she got caught.
I rolled my eyes and wondered why I was dating her. She was obviously hot, popular, and every boy had a crush on her, but ever since I met Luna, I just haven’t looked at Angelica the same way anymore.
I sighed as Mrs Evans explained the assignment to us, I wasn’t