Part 1
Sitting quitely on an oak school bench was Martha Scnieder. She was very reserved and timid. Around her parents she was more outgoing and expressive. Her mother, Christy, works as a family doctor at Mt. Carmel. David Scnieder, her father, is a college proffessor.
"Hey Martha!!" Marhta quickly looked up to see R.J. McDaniel. He had soft brown hair, bright eyes and was very gregarious. He was an intelligent boy, but he usually got Cs and sometimes Ds. They remained best friends, since they first met in the 5th grade.
"Hey R.J." Martha said smiling
"Well....what are you doing? It looks dull."
"Geometry. I hate it, but if I want to pass the class I have to do a good job." R.J. nodded, then sat next to her. He looked at her for a few moments then a smile played on his face. Out of the side of Martha's eye she could see R.J. looking at her. Martha was actually a pretty girl. She had long blonde hair, chestnut brown eyes, soft pink lips and a slight tan from going to the beach the previous month.
"Well....catch you in Spanish!" R.J. slowly got up and walked away, looking back quickly then grining.
"Bye!!" exclaimed Martha
He is sooo cute! Martha straightened up. Wait!! He's my best friend! I can't have a crush on him!!!
The bell rang, and she hurriedly gathered her thoughts and her books and rushed to class. As she walked in, the spanish teacher, Senor Ristev, looked extremely cross.
"Cuando llegas tarde, necesitas me escribe dos oraciones sobre por que llegaste tarde. Nosotros vamos!"
Her face was a muddle of confusion. "What?" Martha asked herself
As she sat down, RJ leaned over. He smiled that adorable but oh-so-confusing smile and whispered, "Two sentences on why you were late."
"Thanks!" she said, smiling and looking into his eyes. He stared back, and soon they were lost in a sea of each other's eyes, completely oblivious to the spanish around them. RJ's eyes were intensely boring into hers; they'd never been like that before.
"Chico!" Senor Ristev slapped his hand down on RJ's desk. "Back to planet Earth, please!"
After class, all of the students departed. Martha slowly gathered her things, contemplating why RJ acted so weird. While Martha was walking down the hall to second period, she wasnt paying much attention to what was going on around her. Whack! She slamed into a football jock.
Oh my Gosh! Im so sorry! I wasnt paying attention. She quickly bent over and helped him pick up his books and papers that were littered across the hall.
Its okay. The football jock looked at her with a wide smile. I kind of needed to wake up anyway! Martha looked down to try to hide her blushing.
Well, here is your last paper. Martha handed him the cream colored notebook page. The Jock took it with his eyes planted on her.
You know .youre a cute girl. He turned around and walked past her with a small smile on his face. Martha stood there in shock. A football jock said I was cute!! She continued down the hall trying to repress her grin.
Sitting quitely on an oak school bench was Martha Scnieder. She was very reserved and timid. Around her parents she was more outgoing and expressive. Her mother, Christy, works as a family doctor at Mt. Carmel. David Scnieder, her father, is a college proffessor.
"Hey Martha!!" Marhta quickly looked up to see R.J. McDaniel. He had soft brown hair, bright eyes and was very gregarious. He was an intelligent boy, but he usually got Cs and sometimes Ds. They remained best friends, since they first met in the 5th grade.
"Hey R.J." Martha said smiling
"Well....what are you doing? It looks dull."
"Geometry. I hate it, but if I want to pass the class I have to do a good job." R.J. nodded, then sat next to her. He looked at her for a few moments then a smile played on his face. Out of the side of Martha's eye she could see R.J. looking at her. Martha was actually a pretty girl. She had long blonde hair, chestnut brown eyes, soft pink lips and a slight tan from going to the beach the previous month.
"Well....catch you in Spanish!" R.J. slowly got up and walked away, looking back quickly then grining.
"Bye!!" exclaimed Martha
He is sooo cute! Martha straightened up. Wait!! He's my best friend! I can't have a crush on him!!!
The bell rang, and she hurriedly gathered her thoughts and her books and rushed to class. As she walked in, the spanish teacher, Senor Ristev, looked extremely cross.
"Cuando llegas tarde, necesitas me escribe dos oraciones sobre por que llegaste tarde. Nosotros vamos!"
Her face was a muddle of confusion. "What?" Martha asked herself
As she sat down, RJ leaned over. He smiled that adorable but oh-so-confusing smile and whispered, "Two sentences on why you were late."
"Thanks!" she said, smiling and looking into his eyes. He stared back, and soon they were lost in a sea of each other's eyes, completely oblivious to the spanish around them. RJ's eyes were intensely boring into hers; they'd never been like that before.
"Chico!" Senor Ristev slapped his hand down on RJ's desk. "Back to planet Earth, please!"
After class, all of the students departed. Martha slowly gathered her things, contemplating why RJ acted so weird. While Martha was walking down the hall to second period, she wasnt paying much attention to what was going on around her. Whack! She slamed into a football jock.
Oh my Gosh! Im so sorry! I wasnt paying attention. She quickly bent over and helped him pick up his books and papers that were littered across the hall.
Its okay. The football jock looked at her with a wide smile. I kind of needed to wake up anyway! Martha looked down to try to hide her blushing.
Well, here is your last paper. Martha handed him the cream colored notebook page. The Jock took it with his eyes planted on her.
You know .youre a cute girl. He turned around and walked past her with a small smile on his face. Martha stood there in shock. A football jock said I was cute!! She continued down the hall trying to repress her grin.