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Keith

The moment he stepped into the school, he saw her. She was standing next to her best friend, Melissa, and tucking a strand of disobedient black hair behind her ear- that same black hair that had been horribly chopped up the day before she started second grade and he'd started fifth. All of the other kids made fun of her because it looked liked she'd taken a chainsaw to her fluffy hair, but he thought she looked beautiful. She's always looked beautiful.
He began to approach her, but by the look she gave him, he could already tell that she was angry. He furrowed his brow at her. What could I have possibly done now? he wondered painfully. She turned her back, so he took the hint and left her alone.
"Keith!" He heard his name called from the corner of the common room. Katie, he realized. He watched as she ran towards him, arms open and chest tantalizingly bouncy. Shaking his head with inward frustration, he made his way towards her.
"Yea? What's up?" he asked. She slowed as she approached him, and threw her arms around him. He hugged her in return and looked up just in time to meet Zoey's angry glare. He had begun to shake his head, but Katie was already all over him. Her hands were on his chest and she smooched his neck.
"Katie, stop," he said with irritation. Why did she always insist on trying to break him and Zoey up? She whined up at him and he quickly grabbed her hands and gently pulled her away from him. Keith looked up, but Zoey's attention was already away from him.
He sighed and shook Katie off as she attempted to attack him with kisses and touches that were far too sexual for school. "Katie, for ******** sake, get off of me," he commanded, loud enough to see a few kids turn their heads.
Katie glared at him and crossed her arms with an unattractive scowl. "Panty-waste!" she shouted at him.
He nearly called her a rude name, but instinctively stopped himself. He may be the school's star quarterback, but his mama raised him better than that.
As Katie stomped off, he traced his own steps back to Zoey. He ignored her angry puff when she opened her mouth- obviously getting ready to yell at him- and leaned down, placing his lips on hers as he'd done for so many years.

Zoey

Okay. Can I say something? I'm gonna say something. These images that we have of high school before we actually go into it are nothing like the actual thing. Nothing.
I start my sophomore year tomorrow. Last year was one of the worst school experiences I've ever had, so I'm hoping that this year will be better. Will it be? Probably not. God, I hope Katie isn't there anymore. Last year, she totally did the nasty with my off-and-on boyfriend, Keith. Well, sure, I didn't really know if we were dating at the time, but still. Not cool.
See, Keith and I had known each other since second grade. I showed up for the first day, and he was literally one of the only people that actually talked to me. He's so sweet...