"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" I scream and drop the phone. I step on it with my pointy heels and stomp around in a circle screaming. "They're driving me nuts!" I yell at the sky. "I can't take it anymore!" I scream again then stop and take a few deep breaths. I look down at my phone. The screen is cracked. Oops. Guess I won't be getting anymore calls on that tonight. For some reason, that actually makes me giggle.

"Burke?"

I turn around. Oh my.

When I chose to have a freak-out, I didn't realize I was standing in front of the lacrosse field. The entire Clark High team has stopped playing and is staring at me. My face feels hot.

Austin runs toward me. He has taken off his helmet and I can see his face covered in dirt. His blond hair is matted to his head. He looks worried. "What's the matter? Are you okay?"

"Um, yeah," I say, knowing all eyes are on me. "Just a momentary lapse in judgment." I wave to the team. "Hi guys! Sorry about that. Just blowing off some steam."

"Don't worry about it," yells Austin's good friend Rob Murray, who dates my friend Allison. I met Allison and Rob through Liz when I went to Clark last spring.

"We were finished anyway," Austin tells me. "Are you sure you're okay?"

The guys walking off the field stare at me, and I continue to blush. "You must be starving. We can talk about it later. I don't want to miss our reservation," I tell him. We're trying out this new restaurant called Helios. I hear it's totally romantic.

"If we miss it, we miss it," Austin tells me. "There are ten million restaurants in Los Angeles. I'm sure we'll find another one. I just saw you smash your cell phone to pieces." Austin smirks. "Tell me what is going on."

He is so sweet. I lean in to give him a kiss. His mouth tastes like sweat and Gatorade. Someone behind us whistles. Just being here with him, I feel better already. It's only been a little over a week since I've seen Austin, but it feels like a lot longer. My friend Gina says that's the problem with dating a non-celebrity. Actor types are unemployed on a regular basis (days off from taping a show, in between filming movies, etc.) so most actor boyfriends can hang out in your dressing room 24-7. Still, I like that Austin has his own life that is just as busy as mine. I wouldn't want it any other way.

We take a seat on the bleachers. "I'm just frustrated," I explain. It feels good to get this out. Lately, I feel like I'm in a bubble. Nadine has gone wacky, Liz is preoccupied, my friend Gina left last week to shoot a movie in Australia, and the only one I can talk to is Austin. Thank God I have him. "I'm having a harder time with FA ending than I thought," I admit, "and no one seems to notice or care. I feel like I'm graduating, but I don't deserve my diploma."