𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 * 𝒕𝒂𝒂

𝟐. 𝑰𝒕 𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅?

Third person!

IS IT TOO LATE TO RUN?

Was the only question running through Aamara's mind as she stared ahead at the stranger.

The attractive stranger stood meters away from her, clutching his nose.

Aamara mentally scolded herself for finding him attractive. It was not the time or place to be thinking that!

"Um, Hello?" Trent vigorously waved his hand around, trying to get her attention.

Maybe I can throw my umbrella at him, and then make a run for it? Aamara questioned herself, paying no mind to Trent- who was growing frustrated.

The thud of something landing by her feet got her attention.

Her book, laid on the ground- in worse condition than before.

"You know you could have just handed it to me," Aamara glared at the boy, angry at the way he treated her book.

"I probably would have, if you didn't hit me in the face with it," Trent replied, meeting her gaze with an intense glare.

The pair of strangers stood underneath the willow, glaring at each other as if they were outlaws from a western movie.

Both were too stubborn to let the other win.

But due to the blood pouring out of Trent's nose- he had no choice but to accept defeat.

Trent moved to lean against the tree for support as he used his hands to apply more pressure to his nose.

A pang of guilt hit Aamara as she watched him struggle.

Picking up her dirty book from the ground, she placed it in her bag before making her way towards him.

As she walked towards him, she reached into her bag and pulled out a packet of tissues.

"I'm sorry," Aamara stood in front of Trent, the tissues outstretched towards him. "If it makes you feel better, I didn't intentionally hit you with my book."

"Oh really?" Trent graciously accepted the tissues, placing them on his nose. "Then how did it end up on my face?"

"Honestly-," Aamara started, not really having a valid explanation. "It slipped?"

"Are you sure?" Trent couldn't hide his amusement at her words. "You don't sound so sure,".

"Oh, I'm 100% positive," Aamara responded, a confident grin overtaking her features.