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and I don’t really care if you like him or not. If you want, I could talk to him for you,” he says with a roll of his eyes.
    “No thanks. I don’t want you to mention this conversation to anyone.  Okay?” I scowl. This is the absolutely worst conversation that I could have with Connor. Although, maybe if he sees me liking someone else he will notice me more. No way will that ever work, and plus, Blake is too nice of a guy to be treated that way. I don’t want to use Blake just to get Connor’s attention. I guess I will just take this liking Blake one day at a time.
     
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    As I enter school on Monday, I am looking forward to finally getting over Connor and moving on, hopefully with Blake.  I really want a boyfriend. I see couples in the halls at school and it makes me feel lonely. It probably doesn’t help that my parents are always too busy for me.
    I am running a bit behind again so I hurry through the halls keeping an eye out for a lanky body with dark brown hair. Okay, so I am also looking for a blond as well. Old habits die hard. Good grief I have got to start getting to school earlier. I have seen Blake coming out of the cafeteria in the morning, so I bet he eats breakfast at school. Okay new plan, if I don’t see him today, it will be a school breakfast tomorrow.
    As I turn the corner to head to English, I stumble over a pencil and crash into the wall, which makes me dump my books into the floor. Goodness I am just so graceful. I don’t understand why I can’t walk without falling or stumbling into things. It just happens.
    This time my books just happen to land on Blake’s foot. He reaches down and starts gathering up my books and notebooks for me. This is just so perfect, I couldn’t have planned it better myself.
    “Hey Blake, thanks for helping me.” I laugh.
    He glances at me and grins, “Does this happen to you a lot? Because I could swear that you fell up the stairs last week and I helped you then, too."
    I roll my eyes, “Yeah, I just can’t seem to stay on my feet. So, I saw you play on Friday, you did great." I did see him play even if my attention was focused on number 45. I figure I might be able to soften him up with some compliments.
    “Thanks. You go to the games with the Sparks, right?"
    “Every week. Leah is my best friend.”
    “Yeah, you two are always together. So, Mathletes competition on Wednesday, right?” he asks with a smile.
    “Yeah, you get to go, right?
    “Of course, I wouldn’t miss the chance to hang around with you.” I blush. “Alright well, class is calling my name. I guess I will see you later Abby.” Blake squeezes my arm as he heads off down the hall.
    “Later Blake,” I say with a wave. Crap! I totally didn’t say anything about hanging out. Oh well, it was a nice start, though. I guess that means breakfast tomorrow.  He squeezed my arm, that is a good sign. It didn’t give me the tingles like it does when Connor touches me. I guess it might just take a little time.
    After school, I pick up Allie and head home. Most afternoons I don’t mind watching my sister but there are some days I just want to do my own thing. When my mom finally gets home, I pick up Leah and we head towards Blue’s Fitness Club, where we work out at least three times a week.
    I may not enjoy exercise but I refuse to turn into a ball of fat like some of my relatives. I am tall compared to other girls my age, but I also like to eat, so exercise keeps me from gaining weight. Leah, on the other hand, has the Spark family genetics, which means she could eat anything and sit around the house, and not gain an ounce. Sometimes, I just want to kick her. At the gym, we jog, swim, or catch an aerobics class, depending on Leah’s mood. Today, the aerobics class looks full, so we head to the treadmills.
    Leah always watches television when she runs, but I prefer to listen to music and people watch. As I am glancing around, I spot Samantha Hardy walking on the indoor track.