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with.
    One thing I can count on, I know I’ll
have the only bike pulling into the parking lot. I’m right. As I pull into a spot,
the roar of my Ninja causes a stir, and everyone outside turns around to stare
at me.
    Very satisfying.
    When I walk into the school building, I
find the office. I know I’ll have to sign in there to get my schedule or figure
out what the hell I’m supposed to do with myself all day.
    “Can I help you?” the lady behind the
large formica countertop asks me. She peers at me
over her glasses, and a smile brightens her dour features.
    “Yeah,” I answer. “I’m new—today’s
my first day. I’m Cooper Goode.”
    The secretary reaches back onto her desk
and grabs a folder with my name on it.
    “I was expecting you today, Mr. Goode.
Welcome to Oceanview.”
    She pulls a page out of my file and hands
it to me. “I remember last week when your aunt enrolled you. Here’s your
schedule. Would you like someone to walk you to your first class?”
    “No thanks,” I answer. “I’d rather find
it myself. Do you have a map?”
    She points to the counter next to me,
where several documents are standing in plastic organizers.
    “There you go,” she says. “The map is the
yellow one. And I’ll call down to make sure Mr. Taft is looking for you.”
    “Thanks,” I say and turn my back on her.
    I study my schedule as I walk into the
hallway, hoisting my messenger back up over my shoulder. I look up, and that’s
when I see her.
    You know in books, when they say stupid shit
like “When I saw her, my heart skipped a beat”? Yeah, well…I don’t think that
shit’s so stupid anymore.
    This girl walks right into my path, and
it doesn’t even feel like a normal girl is standing there. It feels like I’m looking
at this ethereal being…she is otherworldly. She does crazy things to my body,
and my heart literally does skip a beat.
    Who is she? She’s obviously a student
here. She’s wearing a book bag, and she is carrying a pair of dance shoes. My
eyes travel up her perfect body to stare at her face, and her beautiful
chocolate brown eyes meet mine. I almost stumble. Her eyes are big and warm and
slice through me like paper. The power of those eyes…they have the ability to
see right through me. That scared me, because there’s a lot I don’t want people
to see. Especially someone as perfect as her.
    I have to talk to her.
    “Hey,” I address her. “Do you know where
D-112 is? It’s my first day.”
    She says she does, and that she has the
same class first this morning. I should go and buy a lottery ticket after
school, because today is clearly my lucky day.
    As we walk and talk, I study her. She’s African-American,
with dark skin that looks soft enough to melt in the bright sunlight outside. I
want to touch that skin from the first moment I see her.
    Whoa,
dude. Get a grip.
    “Are you a dancer?” I ask. Idiot. Captain Obvious.
    I shake my head in disgust.
    She’s tall for a girl, but I’m tall for a
guy, so she is still shorter than me by several inches. She would fit perfectly
under my arm, if I ever get the chance to wrap one around her.
    What am I thinking? Of course I won’t get
that chance. She just told me she’s a dancer. She has probably lived in this
town her whole life, knows everyone who is anyone. She probably comes from this
great wholesome family with two parents who love her and a dog.
    I’m not good enough for this girl. And I
have a feeling that she is probably thinking the same thing.
    “I am,” she replies.   “I was just working with my teacher this
morning on some choreography for our fall musical.”
    “That’s cool. Smart, beautiful, and talented. I must have won a lottery
in a past life that I didn’t know about.” I mean every word. I already know
this girl is the most amazing creature I have ever had the pleasure of running
into.
    And on my first day at a new school? Insane.
    She shoots me a weird look, and I decide
I’d better take it easy