Stella Martins had always been so sure about what she wants in life... until she met Chase Johnson. What If... she started to fall for him? What If... he's always showing her signs that he likes her more than she thinks? What If... he actually felt...
English class starts at 8:30 am and I couldn't be any happier, a great start for my morning with my favorite subject. I realized that when I woke up this morning, Rue was already gone. She left a note on my pin board saying that she'd already left for her 7:30 am class in Algebra. I went to class with a notebook and a pen. Just as I arrived, I immediately found a perfect spot at the back of the room. I was never the type to sit in front of the teacher and I wouldn't really dare unless I'm required or anything. I still had my earphones on when I noticed someone sat beside me and cleared his throat. I thought that I heard it wrong, so I just to ignore it. Then he did it again, and this time, this random guy started to speak.
Stella. This random guy knows my name?! I slowly lifted my head and put on a pokerface when I found a pair of gorgeous green eyes staring at me intently. This random guy was tall and he's hot, like 'Abercrombie and Fitch model' kinda hot. He also has broad shoulders and a perfect set of white teeth. He wore a black v-neck shirt inside his varsity jacket with a 'J' on the left part of his chest, the number 8 on his shoulder and the University's logo on the other side. He was wearing dark blue Chuck Taylor's and skinny jeans. He had black quiff hair, one which you would want to get your hands tangled upon; and a very neat appearance.
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I bit my lip and stared at him intently. "Uhh, how come you know my name?"
The stranger smiled a huge kind of smile. Then he shifted his chair so that he's facing me and finally said "It seemed like only yesterday, when you were walking by and I accidentally hit you with the ball in your head and you already forgot my face? Anyway, I'm sorry about what happened. I really did not mean you any harm."
And now I am utterly shocked. I can't believe it! The guy sitting next to me was the one responsible for my short visual impairment yesterday? It wasn't like I'm mad at him or anything but I just couldn't fathom the right words to say.
"Oh, it's okay. No worries." was all I could say. He was actually surprised by my reaction.
"What? You're expecting me to go all crazy and punch you in the face and be mad at you for the rest of my life? Well lucky you, I'm not that kind of person."
He laughed. "Haha! Woah. Are you a mind reader or something? Anyway, I'm Chase Johnson and you're Stella right? I'm really sorry though and it won't happen again."
So that was the 'J' was for, Johnson.
"I don't mean to be rude, but are you trying to piss me off by drowning me with apologies? Because it's really one of the best ways if I do say so myself." I smirked.
He grinned and looked like he seemed a bit challenged. "Nope. Sorry. Haha! Oops. So shall we start over again and just forget about the whole incident?"
