(Franks pov)
I sit down at my regular lunch table, where I sit alone every day. I look down about 5 tables and see him. He turns around and before I can look away he notices me staring at him. I can feel my cheeks burning hot with embarrassment, and I quickly turn away. I can feel him starting at me still, and take a look over my shoulder to see him grinning a huge,
sexy smile at me. Gosh.I.Want.Him.So.Bad. But he would never go for someone like me. He is hot, I'm not. He has friends, I don't.
He turns away when his friends get back to the tables and I start eating my lunch that I had made this morning.
AUTHORS NOTE: sorry that this chapter was so short I promise they will get longer, but the first few are short.
