Meghan Johnson parked her car in the upper parking lot and stepped out, hitting her head on the roof. "Ow!"
Somebody walked by and snickered. "Spaz."
Meghan stared at the back of the person, then sighed and put her backpack on her shoulders. She could all ready tell her senior year was going to be the worst year of her life. As Meghan trudged toward the entrance, she patted her sunkissed blond hair to make sure it was in place in the bun on her head.
"Hey Meg!" a short Asian girl with black hair called.
Meghan turned around. "Hey Karen."
"So...how is your first day of senior year going so far?" Karen asked as she caught up to Meghan and they entered Harrington High together.
"Well, considering I just smacked my head on the roof of my car and someone just called me spaz, it's going pretty well," Meghan replied in a bitter tone.
"Don't worry about it, Meg...seniors have the best time and *you* will have the best year of your life," Karen said.
"Right." Meghan stopped by her locker and began to dig through her back pack, looking for her locke combination.
"Yes, you will Meg. You'll be with the hottest guy in school-"
"Who would be?"
"Justin Timberlake-and don't deny it...you think he's hot and you have a huge crush on him," Karen said with a knowing smile.
Meghan laughed. "Yeah, right, Kar-"
"Oh whatever, Meghan. You want him and you know it."
"Well...he *is* kinda cute and sweet and funny and nice..." Meghan smiled.
"And he will *totally* and *completely* fall for you this year," Karen said.
Someone crashed into Meghan, sending her face first into her locker door. "Hey! Watch where you're...going."
A tall blond haired, blue eyed guy smiled apologetically down at Meghan. "Sorry about that...that's my friend's bad idea of a joke. Are you okay?"
Meghan nodded. "I think I'll live."
"Are you sure, Meghan? That looks like a pretty bad bump you got there," he said, gently touching the black and blue spot forming on Meghan's forhead.
Meghan looked startled. "Um, yeah. I'll be fine-"
"She'd be a whole lot better if you kissed her boo boo," Karen murmured.
"Karen!" Meghan hissed.
"What'd she say?' he asked.
"Uh, nothing. She didn't say anything," Meghan said quickly.
"oh, well if you're sure you'll be okay..."
"I'm fine."
"Okay. By the way, I'm Justin," Justin said.
"I'm uh, Meghan," Meghan stammered.
Justin grinned. "I know...I've seen you around before. I'll see you later."
And with that, he walked away.
"You are so on your way to bliss with Justin Timberlake, Meg," Karen sighed.
"Whatever," Meghan muttered.
"Meghan-he *knew* your *name.* And he introduced himself...you can't tell me there's nothing up with that."
"*Maybe.* Okay, maybe there's something up with that, but I'm *not* counting on *anything* Kar," Meghan said. "Now I have to go to U.S. History. I'll see you at break okay?"
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