Chapter One

Senior Year

"Goooood Morning Bears," Principle Hopps said over the intercom. "Welcome back from the long summer vacation and I hope it was great for everyone. I hope all of you are prepared and excited for the upcoming school year." I adjusted my short cheerleading skirt as I sat down in my desk next to my friend Sara in our first hour class. Principle Hops kept talking but I wasn't paying attention to anything he said. I dug my iPhone out of my purse to check if I had any messages. I had one message from my boyfriend Jason.

Jason: Morning gorgeous Meet me after class at the stairs.

I smiled and set my phone on my desk. The bell rang and the rest of our class piled into our room. My English teacher came in announcing that we were going to have assigned seats and a partner for our first unit. She started calling off names

"Morgan Cole," she said pointing to the last desk in the row. "Wyatt Thomas." That name didn't sound familiar. I guess I'll find out since he is my partner.

"Hey, I'm Wyatt," he smiled at me. Wyatt was tall. He wore Levi's and cowboy boots. Beautiful green eyes hid under his swoopy blonde hair. He had a good build which meant he could be a football player. I felt a lump form in my throat

"I'm uh- I'm uh" Sara cleared her throat causing me to look at her. She mouthed my name and winked at me. I rolled my eyes that looked back at Wyatt and smiled. "I'm Morgan." I extended my hand to him and he took it and shakes it lightly.

"It's nice to meet you." He turned in his seat turning his attention to the front of the room. The class seemed like it took years to finish. I kept glancing over at Wyatt. I didn't even hear most of the lecture because I was too distracted by him. The bell finally rang signaling our leave.

"Did you see him?" Sara asked. Obviously I wasn't the only one ogling over Wyatt.

"Of course I saw him he's my partner," I replied in a bored tone. She laughed then continued about Wyatt but I didn't hear most of the things she said.

He's just so HA-"she started to say but I cut her off.

"I have to go meet Jason by the stairs." She waved goodbye and I quickly turned the corner. Jason was sitting on the stairs waiting for me. He was on his phone looking at something.

"Hey," I said quietly. He looked at me and smiled. He didn't say anything. He got up and walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He leaned down and his lips brushed mine.

"I missed you," he said in my ear. Shivers ran down my back as I felt his hot breath on my neck. The reaction made me arch my body into his. I put my hands behind his neck for support. "A lot," he said. Then he pressed his lips to mine. He deepened the kiss and his hands started to travel. I felt his hands on my thighs and they started to go towards my skirt. I moaned and he smiled against my lips. I was getting lost in his kisses.

The warning bell rang making me jump and stop kissing him. I didn't notice that his shirt was off and my skirt was unzipped.

"We need to go to class," I said breathlessly. He nodded then leaned his forehead against mine.

"I love you," he said then he kissed me again quickly. I didn't respond. I knew he noticed it to. "I love you." Now he's said it twice and I feel obligated to say it back.

"I love you too," I said quickly. This was the first time that Jason had ever told me he loved me. We started dating last year after we went to prom together. Jason was sweet. He was romantic. But I could never see myself with someone like him in the future.