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Lena's POV

God, now it will be impossible to get this woman out of my head. She's so beautiful and sexy, it's almost like she's not even aware of it. Plus, she's so sweet, and caring, you can see just by the look in her eyes that she's a good and nice person.

She has the kind of soul that you can't just see it and walk away. She looks like someone who gives a lot of herself to others.

But yet, there is something else in her hypnotizing hazel eyes, something... I don't know how to explain it, but it's like a pain or something.

And I shouldn't say that, but when she was looking at me when I stroke some of her soft blond hair behind her ear, I wanted so badly to take whatever that was in her eyes away. I wanted to make her feel like everything would be ok, and I wanted to be this person that would make things better for her.

Now I feel guilty, I have a girlfriend, I shouldn't have all those thoughts about Stef.

And what came over me to ask her out?
Sure, it really was to thank her, but if I am truly honest with myself, I wanted to spend time with her.

My day was a total mess, I was so mad and frustrated, and just five or ten minutes with her, and she made me laugh like Nora never did in 5 months. Not that Nora doesn't try, because she does, but it just doesn't click like with Stef.

With Stef, it's so natural, even though she's a little shy -witch I find terribly cute by the way- we have some kind of connection, something that I've never felt with anyone before.

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I'm home in my couch, Nora is away with her friends for two days. It's sad to say, but I don't miss her at all, it's kind of peaceful here since she left this morning.

However, one thing that I had and have in my mind in the last five days now, is Stef Foster.

I should ask her to lunch now, before the school resumes. Asking her for lunch in front of the school will look really weird.

So, I took my phone, and went find her number in the inscription files on my computer.

"Hi Stef, it's Lena. I didn't forget about the lunch I promised you to thank you. When are you free? Do you have plans for lunch?" And then I send it.

I am a little nervous, I hope she doesn't find me weird. I really want to see her, it's like I miss her, which is insane, because well, we're nothing for each other.

"Hi, I am free, well just for lunch, then I have to go back to work. Where do you want to meet?"

Well, that went better than I thought.

"There is an Italian, next to Anchor Beach, is that okay with you?" I ask. I like this place, not romantic - thank God – and I am familiar with it which will calm my nerves since my self-control when I am near her is very hard to hold.

"All good, meet you there then, see you." she seems comfortable and not as shy as she is when she's actually there. I mean she's not shy 'shy', I can see her personality a little, it's just at first, at the beginning of the conversation, she is a little uncomfortable, then step by step I can see the difference and she becomes more open.

I have to get ready now. God, what am I going to wear? I have no idea, it's not a date so, I think I should be casual, but yet I really want to look pretty.

I am in trouble...

Stef's POV

I went to my apartment to get ready for the lunch with Lena, I don't want to stay in my uniform, it's hot and I am sweaty in it. Plus, is very far from attractive.

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