A young girl once said that if you want something, you have to fight for it. Well, I want something. And I am fighting for it. Those beautiful pink eyes will never be something I forget. Ever. Not in a lifetime. But, even though I was being pinned against the wall, I wouldn't give up. Not when I could get with him. He's so. . .pretty. Everyone, aside from this idiot who was pinning me to the wall, wants to be with him.

"Stop daydreaming!" Master Oops said. "You're supposed to be focusing on me!"

I restrained myself from kneeing him in the crotch. "I'm not into you, you. . .I'm not doing anything with you!"

Pink was the only thing I saw for ten seconds straight. Then Master Oops fell to the floor. That's when I saw Atlas. I gulped and blushed really hard.

"You good?" he asked me. "You look. . .red? And. . .pale?"

I laughed nervously. "Yaa, fine, totally fine."

He smiled. "Can I just say, I love your German accent."

I smiled, looking away. He's way too hot. I thought.

Katya walked up. She leaned against the lockers and raised a brow. "Are you guys coming, or what?" Her Russian accent echoed through my ears.

I nod and we go to class together.

After school.

Atlas was headed home when I grabbed his wrist and pulled him into an empty hall. He stumbled backward, and almost crashed into the ground, but I caught him. He looked down at me. Then he chuckled.

"August. What do you need?" he asked me.

I took out a piece of paper and wrote on it. He read it and looked back to me. "You want to go to the park with me?"

"Yaa."

He grabbed my hand, laced our fingers and walked with me to the park.

I really hate that I had to be so tense on the way there. Atlas noticed for sure, because he looked at me and asked me if I were okay. Which, if you know me, I wasn't. But I said that I was. And he bought it. Which, to me, was really weird, 'cause he's known me for almost my entire life. Literally.

"Aggie, what is it like for you? Being short, I mean," Atlas asked. "If you would mind telling me."

"Annoying. Why?" I said.

He shook his head slightly. "Nothing. Just an assignment my mom wants me to write."

Then, the weirdest thing happened. Atlas dragged me to the bathrooms, then he pinned me against the wall of one of the stalls. I gulped. "Atlas, what are you doing?" My heart was pounding so hard that I couldn't hear anything else. My cheeks felt like they were on fire, and my legs were shaking.

Then, just for a minute everything was silent. I couldn't hear my very own heartbeat anymore.

Then Atlas spoke, but his tone was serious. "August, tell me one thing, will you tell anyone of this moment?"

The only thing I could think was, 'What is going on?'. But the only thing that found its way out was. "No."

He smiled. And his tone went back to its normal self. "Good."

What is he planning?

Atlas grabbed my hips and kissed me. My eyes widened. Atlas pulled away just enough for me to be able to see his face clearly. "August. This is more than you think it is."

Panic filled the pit of my stomach. I couldn't think straight after that. Atlas took me into his arms in a sort of comforting way, then dragged me out of the bathroom. There was a car waiting outside. It was a Sedan. He took me over there and the door opened. Then he threw me into it. Not literally. But it felt like it.

"Master Atlas, where would you like me to go?" the driver asked.

Atlas grabbed my cheek. "Home."

After we arrive.

Atlas picked me up bridal style and carried me inside. Which, I found out, he's rich. And his parents are very nosey. They asked three times before we got up the stairs who I was. But he refused to tell them what he was doing with me, why he had me, and who I was. We end up in his bed. except he was on top of me. My heart was pounding even harder than it was earlier. The only thing that happened after that was: him kissing me.

The next day.

I woke up in a cab, one that was mysterious. The driver was wearing a blue cap, with rainbow stars that read: Gay. The rest of his clothes said the same thing. The cab had rainbow hearts that also read: Gay. Pink hair peeked out from the top of the passenger seat. "You're finally awake? Good." Defiantly Atlas.

I sat up and noticed the car was moving. "Where are we going?" I asked.

"We're taking you home."

"I want to go home," I said.

Atlas said. "Well, you are going home."

[August, go to school right now!] Mom.

[I really want to. But, Atlas won't let me go to school.] Me.

[Oh.] Mom.

[Who is that.] Mom.

[Oh, he's my friend.] Me.

[Now, um, I want to sleep.] Me.

[Oh, my dear, by all means, go to sleep.] Mom.

I went to sleep after that. And don't ask me to give you details of what happened after that.