What I look like:
About 5'5", long dark hair. Blue eyes. Medium build. I don't have any boobs (but you can give them to me if you want *hint *hint*) I'm white as a ghost, but I do tan.  I have really short fingernails because I bit them and I have a couple of freckles on my nose.

I think that's a boy. Anna thought to herself. She wasn't really sure because his hair was long. He shook his hair out of his face and then she was sure. It was a boy. A gorgeous boy.

"Everyone, this is Zac. He just moved here from. . .where are you from, dear?" Mrs. Wilson directed her question at him.

"Tulsa. Tulsa, Oklahoma." Zac answered.

"Well I'm sure that you'll just love Seattle." then back to the class, Mrs. Wilson directed her gaze." Okay, I need a volunteer to help Zac get acquainted with our school. Anyone?"

Before Anna knew what had come over her, her hand shot up like a bolt of lightening.

"Anna, thank you." Mrs. Wilson smiled. "Zac, why don't you go take a seat next to Anna?"

Zac walked over to Anna and smiled. He was surprised that a girl had volunteered. He'd expected a boy.

"I'm Anna." she said.

"I know." Zac told her.

"Oh yeah." Anna blushed. He was even better looking close up.

    Anna made her way over to Zac's house, like she'd done every Friday since the day she'd met him. Everyone at school thought she was his girlfriend. She liked it that way. She would have liked it better if Zac thought of her that way too, but it was obvious that he didn't. He thought of her as a pal, and if she couldn't have him any other way, being his pal was certainly second best.

    When Anna walked up to Zac's porch, she was shocked to see him already outside with Suzie. It was no secret the way Suzie had set her sights on Zac, but Anna was sure that Zac would never go for someone as shallow as Suzie. When they both saw Anna, all conversation ceased.

    "Go on, ask her." Suzie said to Zac as she looked Anna up and down.

    "Ask me what?" Anna asked.

    "Suzie said that. . ." Zac suddenly realized he was put in a tough spot. Oh well, he was just asking a question. "I gave Suzie a paper for her extra credit report, just to give her an idea of what to write on . . . and she says you stole it."

    "I did not!" Anna yelled.

    "Yes you did! I did my paper on the American Revolution and it's gone. Then I get to school today and your paper is hanging on the bulletin board and what's it about? The American Revolution!" Suzie squealed.

    "I did write it on the American Revolution, but I did it myself. I didn't even know what you were going to write on." Anna defended herself.

    "She's lying Zac. How could she just happen to write on the same topic?" Suzie turned to Zac.

    "Zac, I'm not lying. A long time ago you told me that you wrote a paper on the American Revolution and I thought it was an interesting topic so I wrote about it. I didn't even know that you gave Suzie your paper so how could I have stolen it?" Anna directed her question towards Zac.

    "Zac even read your paper and he thinks you stole it too!" Suzie quipped.

    "You think I stole the paper?" Anna looked at Zac, a hurt expression meandering it's way onto her face.

    "Well. . . I don't know. I mean, they are an awfully a lot alike." Zac avoided Anna's face. He didn't want to look at her. He was ashamed that he couldn't believe her, but everything pointed to her as the culprit.
Anna looked for Suzie to Zac in shock. Then she turned on her heels and ran down the driveway. She was angry that Suzie had the audacity to accuse her of lying. However, more than that, she was hurt that Zac would believe Suzie over her.

    Mrs. Wilson glanced upon her class with amusement. Some of the students would have a rude awakening when they reached juniior high, for it would require some of them to grow up overnight. Some of the girls were already making the transistion to a more grown up way of thinking. Clothes, makeup and boys were first and foremost on their minds. Mrs. Wilson listened as Jennifer and Rebekkah discussed what they'd be wearing to Friday night's sixth grade graduation  dance.
    Zac sat next to Suzie as she cleaned out her desk.
 
    "You sure do have a lot of junk." he said to her.
She laughed.

    "I know. I do. Look, this is like the very first assignment of the school year." she held up a paper right before she tossed it in her bag of trash.

    "Even I'm not that bad." Zac reached in her desk and grabbed a rubber ball that was sitting there. He began to bounce it up and down. Suzie continued to pull papers out of her desk.

    "Here." Suzie said. "I don't know how this got in my desk."

    "What is it?" Zac asked.

    "I don't know, but it has your name on it."

    Zac looked at the paper to see what it was. He looked up at Suzie. "I thought you said Anna stole this."

    "What is it?" Suzie asked.

    "It's the paper I wrote on the American Revolution. I let you borrow it."

    "Oh. Well I thought she took it."

    "Oh no." Zac mumbled to himself. He looked over to where Amanda was standing, clearing out her own desk. "Oh no." he repeated.

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