Sarah's POV
Something's up, I feel it in my gut. Tanisha has been extra quiet today. She probably has something planned. i walked out my social studies class with Trinity.
"Crap, I forgot my social studies, be right back" I said running back to my locker. As I turned the corner, I ran into something, more like someone.
"Sorry didn't see you there" I said picking up my books.
"It's okay" a deep, yet angelic voice said. Don't do this body, don't you dare blush I screamed in my mind.
"I'm Sarah by the way, and you?" I asked standing back up.
"Zane" he replied. He looked like a greek god, and I'm just looking like a backyard bum. He was at least 6' 2", silk black hair, and piercing grey eyes. Wait, I've seen those eyes before, or did i?
"It's nice meeting you. Say, what class do you have?" I asked curiously.
"Umm, social studies" he replied looking at his schedule.
" Oh cool, we have the same class, let me go to my locker first and I'll take you" I said. he nodded and followed me to my locker. I opened it and saw a jack-in-the-box sitting there. Maybe this is why Tanisha was so quiet; a prank. I thought. I set it on the floor and watched it open and throw lotion all over the place.
"Wow, that's even low for her" I mumbled more to myself.
"Who?" Zane asked.
I waved him off. "My ex-friend, Tanisha" I said getting my social studies book.
"She sounds like a bitch" he said
"Ohh, trust me, she is. Now let's get to social studies" I suggested He nooded and winked at me.
Does that mean he likes me? I thought
