• I know its wrong. I shouldn't be thinking about it in class and all but I just can't help it. Most of my friends got their first kisses when they were in elementary school under the monkey bars. I didn't. I admit I was an ugly kid. Braces, freckles, and the most horrible name imaginable. Dorothy. Talk about gagging. Kids were really cruel. They used to call me Dottie because of my multitude of freckles. It got to the point where I just decided to ignore everyone. Then high school came and my freckles faded and my wirey red hair became nice and smooth and straight. My teeth no longer crooked, instead white and straight. Guys noticed me, but being the nerd I am, I never gave them a second look.

    Until Nick. He was the allstar popular jock and I fell in love with him at first sight. It wasn't just a crush. No we were so much more than that. He was the guy of my dreams.

    Blonde hair cut into a shag, heartstopping blue eyes and a smile that made me melt. Of course my friends enjoyed teasing me about it. I can't blame them for it.

    But anyway, back to my initial thoughts (which happen to involve said allstar), I went to a party last night and who should be there but him. He was over there with his buds and they were laughing. Of course I should have been paying attention to my walking rather than his laugh, but can you blame a girl for being so enamored by his presence?

    Of course I tripped and was mortified as everyone of the guys he was hanging out with laughed. He didn't. Like the prince charming of my dreams, he helped me up and asked if I was okay.

    I stammered out a yes and nodded, my cheeks had to be the color of blood. He chuckled and I was even more embarrassed. Then he offered to take me outside to get some fresh air.

    I'm not stupid. I totally agreed. Then we talked. Who knew that a guy like him could actually be almost as smart as me? I do have to brag a little.

    After about an hour he asked me out and then he kissed me. It was just a short touch of the lips but who cares. It was explosive and scattered my thoughts to the wind. I agreed to the date and now I can't wait for eight o'clock friday night.

    Oh crap...I'm looking up and there he is again. Now he's coming toward me and he's sitting beside me. Wait, why is Mrs. Johnson saying he's a new student?

    "Everyone I'd like you to meet Nick Sorrentos twin brother, a transfer from Spencer Academy, Luke Sorrentos."

    He gave me the nod. Its not Nick? He sitting beside me. He knows my name. Its him. The guy from the party who I thought was Nick but was actually his twin brother. The guy I shared the most awesome kiss ever with.

    And I'm not disappointed. I'm not angry. In fact I'm happy. Maybe Luke is the guy I've been waiting for. Maybe he's my soulmate.

    Maybe I'm blowing this all out of proportion.

    I'll just wait and see how Friday goes. He smiled at me. I'm smiling back.

    Yeah, Life's good.