11:11pm Ch. 2

Brandon's POV

"RINGGGG!!"
"Aww man. 7:00 already?" I said to myself as I hit the alarm button.

Today's the first day of senior year. The year that is said to be the best. I hope so. I haven't even have a class with Amber yet or haven't even hung out with her. Amber. Wow, many things have changed between us. We were best friends. Well, we still are but we just don't have time for each other except over the phone.

I went to my bathroom and started brushing my teeth.

"I wonder if my wish will ever come true." I thought thinking about the wish I made last night.

I rinsed my mouth and started to was my face.

No one knows I make wishes at 11:11pm. Not even Amber. When Amber and I hung out when we were around 5th grade, we would make a wish every night at that time but if people knew that I make wishes at 11:11pm, they would think I believe in all that mumbo jumbo lovey dovey stuff and see me as a really weak sensitive guy.

"I am a weak sensitive guy." I thought. "I just can't be a weak sensitive football captain."

As I finished washing my face and walked out of my restroom, my phone rang."

"Hello."
"Hey sleepy head." Amber said. "You want to walk to school together? My zero hour got canceled"
"Sure."
"Okays, I'll see you around my house at 7:45 then."

We both hung up the phone. Amber. That smarty pants Amber. She takes way too many courses. Usually, a high school student at my school will take 6 courses, 5 if you are a senior but for Amber she takes a total of 8. Every morning she would have Architecture and then at night she would have Leadership. She finished her high school credits last year but couldn't graduate early since she wanted to wait and see if she can get a scholarship.

I put on a blue polo and dark blue jeans. I made my dark hair look as if I just got out of the salon. I sprayed some of my Burberry colonge. "Amber's favorite," I thought.

I took my backpack and ran downstairs. I quickly grabbed my sack lunch and a banana as a breakfast.

"Bye mom." I said as I walked out of the front door. I walked over the house and rang the doorbell........................

Amber's POV
"DING DONG!"
"Huh?" I thought as I checked my clock. It's only 7:35. I was brushing my medium length brown hair. I put on some moisturizer and some lip gloss. "Raspberry Maroon." I thought. Brandon's favorite shade. I looked at myself the mirror. "First day of senior year." I thought.. I was wearing white shorts and a light blue tank top with a vest to go along with it.

I quickly grabbed my back pack and went downstairs. I see Brandon, in the living room, sitting on my couch. He looked lovely in his blue polo and dark blue jeans

"Why do you always have to be Mr. Early." I said looking at the clock that reads 7:40.
"Why do you always have to be Miss. Perfect." He said with a grin on his face.

I grabbed my sack lunch and an apple as my breakfast.
"You ready?" he said.
"Yea."

We walked out. The warm summer air had already kicked in. I could smell Brandon's Burberry cologne. It's my favorite. I don't get why he wears it a lot though, especially around me. He says that it's because I'm his best friend and that he wanted to smell extra special around me.
"Hey, you're wearing Raspberry Maroon." He says with a cute smile. God, his smile was so perfect.
"Yup, and I smell that you are wearing Burberry."
"Of course." He says with a grin.
He takes a bite out of his banana. I watch him eat as I was eating my apple. He has nice dark hair with piercing blue eyes. He is around 6 feet tall making me feel tiny since I'm only 5'6.

"So, he says as he finishes his banana. He is such a fast eater "What did you wish for last night?"
"Something."
"Tell me!"
"No." I said just as I was about to take bite out of my apple. The truth is I wish about many things. The top 3 things I usually wish for were: my parents to be home longer, good grades, and Brandon. Mostly Brandon though.
"Why not?" he asked with that silly and adorable grin on his face.
"Because it's a secret. Anyway, I hope we have a class together this year."
"I hope so. Why are you still taking 8 courses. You are all done with everything so why are you still filling up your schedule? he asked.

"Hmm." I thought. Why was I still taking a lot of classes.

"I don't know." I said. I'm kind of use to it. Once high school started, Brandon was focused on football so I decided to focus on my academics. My goal was to get into Caltech, his goal was Harvey Mudd college. We decided our dream schools when we were in 8th grade. It was perfect since they were only around 30 minute apart so we would still be able to visit each other.

"You should lighten up Ambs." He said. "By the way are you going to Chase Andrew's party?"
I responded, "I don't know still. It depends remember?"
"Fine fine," he says as he opens up his sack.
"You're eating your lunch already?"
"I'm hungry and besides we are seniors now so we are able to go off campus for lunch," he says as he bites on a ham sandwich.
"I guess." I said. I was actually kind of hungry too. The best part about being friends with Brandon is that we both like to eat a lot. None of my other friends eat as much as I do.

I open my sack lunch and took out my peanut butter jelly sandwich.
"Mm. That looks good." Brandon says as he stares at my sandwich. "Can I have a bite?" I give him a bite.
"You know what," he says as he finishes chewing. "Let's come to my house for lunch every day. We can eat and play some video games after. You know just like good old times. What you say?
"Maybe we'll see" I say. "We should walk a little faster; we shouldn't be late to homeroom on the first day of school."

Once we got to the school's campus, we both went our separate directions. My homeroom was on the north end of school while Brandon's was on the opposite side.
I walk into homeroom. RING! I was just right on time.
"Okay class settle down, settle down," my homeroom teacher, Mrs. Walker said. "When I call your name please come up here and get your schedule.

"Aww..." squeals my friend Tiffany. "I saw you and your future lover walking together today." She thinks I have a huge crush on him since I would always mention him every day, which I don't. Tiffany and I became close friends in freshmen year. When I couldn't reach Brandon, Tiffany's the next person I would turn to. She and I could be sisters, twins as a matter of fact. We are both 5'6, both have medium length brown hair (it's just that she has bangs and I don't), and we are both the same size. However, our personalities are way different. She's more outgoing and wild while I'm more conservative. She's class president while I'm just a smart person but still she and I are still pretty close.

"Uhh... Tiff...," I start to say. "You know that we are just...."
But before I could finish I heard Mrs. Walker say "Amber Hamilton." I walked up and got my schedule. As I sat back down, I looked over my schedule.
Amber Hamilton Grade 12
Period 1: AP English
Period 2: AP Calculus BC
Snack Break
Period 3: AP Physics
Period 4: N/A
Lunch
Period 5:N/A
Period 6: N/A

I read my schedule over and over again.
"That's weird..."I start to say.
"What?" Tiff says as she looks over my schedule.
"I only have 3 classes. Also, leadership and architecture aren't even on my schedule."
"Isn't that a good thing? Man, I wish I was you. Just come to school half a day," she says as she compares my schedule with hers. We didn't have a class together this year.

RING! It was time to go to 1st period.
"Okay girlie, I'll see you later." She says as she picks up her pink tote bag and heads off to her first class.
When it came to snack break, I went to the counseling's office to see why I don't' have 8 courses.
"Hi, I would like to see my counselor, Mrs. Johnson please," I say to the front desk lady, Mrs. Bank.
"Her office is open, just go all the way down to your left."

I walk into Mrs. Johnson's office.
"Why hello there, Amber," she starts to says with a warm smile. "How was your summer and what can I do for you?"
"My summer was fine. Umm how come I only have 3 classes? I signed up for 8."
"You're already done with your credits, dear. Now you should just relax and enjoy your senior year."
"But Mrs. Johnson... you don't understand. I..."

She cuts me off and says "Listen, Amber, you have done an outstanding job for the past 3 years. I and your other teachers have already written your recommendation to Caltech. You are already set. You are even valedictorian already. So just relax and enjoy your last year of high school" she says.
I gave up trying to get all the classes I signed up. She was right. I should just relax.
"Thank you Mrs. Johnson," I say as I walk out of the counseling office.
As I was just about to leave I bump into somebody.
"Ow! " I said. I looked smelled a familiar scent. I looked up. It was Brandon. I wondered if something was wrong with his schedule too.
"Haha, sorry Ambs," he says as he gives me a warm hug. He then says, "Guess what?"

"What?"
"I don't have a 4th or 5th period," he says with a grin.
"Wow, me too."
"Sweet! We can hang out every day then! It would be like old times but even better. What's your schedule?" he asks as he takes my schedule from my hands.
"Look!" he says with that dorky yet cute smile on his face. "We have 3rd period together!"
"Really?" I say as I looked out our schedule. "That's so cool." I couldn't say it without a smile on my face.
The bell rings for third period.

"Let's go best friend," he says. He took my arm and we both walked exultingly to 3rd period.
I smiled the whole time.
"Why are you so smiley all of a sudden?" he asks looking at me suspiciously.
"Nothing." I say.
"Okays. Look there 2 seats over there. Let's sit together." He says.
We took our seats.
"I'm happy we finally have a class together," he tells me.
"Me too," I say smiling as I started thinking that my wish may just finally come true.