written by: Sarah Stackhouse
I walked into the classroom and sat down in the first empty chair I saw and sat quietly. Tampa, Florida. My new home. We had driven two days to get here, I thought. I mean, this was the home of Nick Carter, the blonde babe of the Backstreet Boys for pete's sake. The group I had admired since I was 14. But I just sat there, waiting for everyone to come in and sit down. I'm very shy around people I don't know, but I've also been known to be a crazy, out-going person. Everyone who came in looked at me, wondering who the heck I was. The teacher introduced me, and of course embarrassed the crap out of me.
The class was over and the bell rang. I walked out of there, walking hurriedly to my next class. I wasn't looking where I was going and ran smack into someone! I knocked all of her books out of her hands. "Oh geez! I'm sorry!" I said, bending down to pick up her books. "Hey, that's okay!" she said. She was a tall girl, a little taller than me with long, blond hair. "I'm sorry, I'm such a klutz..." I said, embarrassed. "It's alright, I can be a klutz too. Um... you're new here, aren't you?" she said smiling. "Yeah, this is my first day." "What's your name?" she said, tucking some of her blond hair behind her ear. "Oh, Sarah Stackhouse. It's nice to meet you, uh, what's your name?" I said. "BJ. BJ Carter."