i got the title from a Plus One song. They're like the Christian version of N*SYNC. lol anywayzz hope you lurve it. the chapters are kinda long.

Chapter 1:
I stood there in front of my locker opening it, when He pushed me against it and pressed his lips against mine. I kissed him back. He made his way to my neck whispering.
"I love you"
I smiled and-
*BANG*CRASH*
I jumped and shook my daydream off and focused my eyes.
"Excuse me Martinez????" Mrs. Keefe said slamming her stupid yard stick onto my desk. I bit my lip.
"Y-yes?" I choked out. I could have sworn the devil was in her eyes. She slightly glared at me.
"What was that daydream about?" She spat out with her fire. I wrinkled my nose.
"Nothing" I said confidently. 
Then she gave a look and i lost my confidence. The whole classroom was dead silent. No one dared to move. Mrs. Keefe was the nastiest, cruelest teacher in the 9th grade, I swear she could be 150 years old. She really needed a life.
"Well in that case, for dozing off, One week of detention Ms. Martinez" She said smiling a gruesome smile. I sighed. She began to walk away puffing his flat chest out.
"Fine, old biotch" I muttered under my breath. With that she spun around and came stomping back slamming both hands on my desk. Everyone jumped.
"EXCUSE ME?!?!?!?!?!?!" She yelled. I sighed.
"Well in that case, 4,000 word essay on metaphors due Friday, Whole ENTIRE class, thanks to Ms. Nikkie Martinez" She said biting her snake tongue. Everyone groaned and I heard
"Way to go Martinez" From here and there. I sunk down in my seat and scribbled the notes Mrs. Keefe wrote on the overhead.
*RING*RING*
Everyone jumped up and hurried out the door.
Well let me introduce myself first of all.
My name is Nikkie Martinez, I am 15 years old, I am slender/thin, I have long straight brown hair with natural highlights, my eyes were a weird color a mix of brown, yellow, green, silver, and a bluish color. People say they are truly unique. I guess so. Well as you can see, I am a daydreamer. I play the guitar, Write songs, and I love to dance and be outside. I attend a Christian private school in New Jersey.

And for the daydream, Nick, Nick Jonas, He is the most perfect guy at our school. He was considered popular, but he was more of a kind of person with just 2 good friends. I liked him alot. A lot A lot.
He was slightly taller than me by like 1" and a half, He played the guitar and he could sing. His face was perfect, he had brilliant copper brown eyes and his curly hair was amazing.
Mmkay now you know a little about me....
I opened my locker and grabbed my history binder. I turned my head and saw Nick coming down the hall. I bit my lip and turned my head to the locker. No one else was there. The hall way was just about deserted besides people buzzing to get to classes.
I pretended to pick things up and move them around. I heard his footsteps coming closer and closer. I looked in the mirror hanging on the door of my locker and took a breath.
His footsteps got stronger and he paused in front of my set of lockers. He reached over to the locker next to mine. I saw the sleeve of the uniformed jacket. I smiled.
His fingers twisted the lock combo. I grabbed my pencil and looked up at him. He stopped with the locker and looked up at me.
His eyes studied mine for second. He slightly smiled.
I could have sworn my heart was beating out of my chest. I think i could hear it.
He stood up straight and studied me more. I bit my lip and turned around. I shut my locker and looked up at him. He stood there grinning. I nodded at him and walked to my next class.

i love it sis, haha you sooo need to make joe or kevo say 'no purple' to nikkie and nick. just an idea ily byez

THIS IS MY STORY..................

Geez, what is up with people taking my stories??????,

All you did was change the name!!!!!!!

You know, you cold at LEAST give me credit, I spend MY own time writing these and if people are just going to take it and post it as their own, I'll stop writing...

AND i have proof this is mine, I MEAN I HAVE ALL THE CHAPTERS WRITTEN OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!

just please explain why you took it....

and like i said i spend my time on these, Credit would be great-fully accepted.

yeah its ur story...FULL AND TOTAL CREDIT I thought these people would like it too...i never said I wrote it

Fine, But just please next time at least notify the person...