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aren't facing Jake at all. That guy is getting on my nerves,
horribly.
    "I don't have a problem." He
says, not looking at me.
    "Oh really?" I say, crossing my
arms. "Well, quiet being Mr. Jealous or whatever your being. Jake is
trying to get under my skin that's all. You know I wouldn't go for him."
    "You don't go for anyone, Paige."
he reminds me, I nod. Exactly my point!  "What even got him talking
to you?" He asks.
    "Ahh, he spotted me at his party last
night." I say not bringing up the tutoring lessons. "I was supposed
to be his girl for the night. I said no. I'm guessing he has decided to pursue
me because of it." I tell him, and he shakes his head.
    "Ahhh my Paigey with her will power
being strong!" He drapes an arm around my shoulders.  I giggle,
getting out of it. " I really am proud of you though... don't let him get
to you Paige, he isn't a good guy." He warns.
    "Yeah, I know. Thanks for looking out
for me." I say, and we do our little hand shake. Then we get called back
in, and we practice the song more. As we finish the bell rings and I say goodbye
to Robbie, and head towards my locker. I stop grabbing, my things for French
class.
    "Okay.. so I think I've made the wrong
impression on you." Jake says, and he opens his locker. I role my eyes, is
this how it's gonna be now? Him trying his different techniques. I close my
locker, and just walk away no way I'm going to fally for any of it. 
"Wait... hold up!" He says, and then he is next to me.
    "I know all of you little tricks to
hooking girls, Jake. I'm not gonna go for it so you might as well stop
trying." I say and I open the door to the French room.
    "Paige." He says laying a hand on
my shoulder, it makes me shiver. His hand is warm, like a sweaty nervous warm.
Jake Lincoln nervous? I turn seeing what he wants, and I see him with a slight
smile and his eyes soft yet intense.
    "No, not even that look is going to
catch me." I say, pulling my shoulder away from his hand. I don't look
back I just take my seat and open up my book. I can't believe he tried that on
me, that's his last resort move. At least that's what Carmen said. Why I
remember I don't know. I do remember though, Carmen said that he has a look he
gives girls and they just fall into his arms. I think about it again. It was
really cute. It wasn't his cocky player grin, it looked like a normal boy shy
smile. On him it looked good.
     
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    Mr. Parker is right in the middle of his
lesson when everyone gets called to the auditorium for an assembly. I watch as
Mr. Parker rolls his eyes, it's always his class that gets interrupted. It's eighth
period and no one else really has an actual important class other than this
one, so the principle figured that since we're the smart kids it's okay to miss
it. We all head to the auditorium like we were supposed to, and we're gonna be
the last group to get there as well. Since his room is the farthest away... I
hold the door open for everyone, including Mr. Parker. Then I go in myself, and
I role my eyes seeing Jake standing there. I walk past him, but he comes to my
side not saying anything.
    I down and make sure there is a spot next
to me because otherwise he might make someone get up so he can sit by me. I
look straight ahead, as does he. What is he doing?  I look around me, to
see if anyone is looking, and no one is that I know of.
    "No one is watching us don't
worry." He whispers, and I look ahead again. Oh jeepers! Think of
something snappy to say, Paige you can do it!
    "No I just don't want to be seen with
you." I sigh, playing it off cool. I also said what I feel, and that's a
plus.
    "Ah come on. Don't you remember back
in middle school and we worked on that project together?" He asks, and I
turn my head looking at him. He is looking at me, smiling. I narrow my eyes,
what is he getting at? How will that help him at all with what he is trying to
accomplish?
    "I don't think so..." I reply,
looking forward again. Then Mr. Wilson comes out on the stage, and