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I gather my books and head for the door, Kayla at my heels. I see Will. My heart feels fluttery. In the hall I feel something hard push me...into Will. We topple onto each other, books scattering.

"Omigod! So so sorry!"

My face burns as I realize I'm on top of him. I can't move. It's his eyes. Crap.

"Don't worry bout it...Cal right?"

I nod. His smooth voice twirls around my brain, scrambling any thoughts.

He smiles. Oh god no, don't you dare smile. Don't. The people around us stare, I see some smirks. His head tilts.

"As much as I love you on top of me, I do need to get to class, if you don't mind."

Some snickers.

My face scorches.

"Uh...y-yeah."

We get up and gather our books. I stand there awkwardly as he walks away. He gives a look over his shoulder and flashes that wonderful smile. Winks.

"Hang out later?"

"Yeah, sure...sure."

I feel faint.

Thanks a lot Kayla.

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