He is the one.

Chapter 3:

So I took Lucas to the only place that reminded me of home. The library. At home we had one library. It had so many books. That was how I spent my time when I wasn't getting in trouble.

Lucas: "This place is amazing. I am guessing you love to read."
Aria: "This place reminds me of the library near my house."
Lucas: " No wonder why it took so long to get here."
Aria: "Hey!!! You can choose the best place."
Lucas: "Let's get to work. First question, what is your favorite thing to do?"
Aria: "I love to read. Obviously."
Lucas: "Funny. I love to write. See we are just made for each other."
Aria: "What are you scared of?"
Lucas: "I am deadly scared of clowns. When I was younger my parents would send me to circus. One time the clown died on stage."
Aria: "Wow!! I am scared of my parents being disappointed in me. Well that already happened. They have a big part in my life. I care about them so much. And miss them."
Lucas: "That doesn't sound like my parents. They don't care what I do. I get a good grade they tell me good for you."
Aria: "I wish that was my parents. They care about what I do so much; that one time they sent a spy to see what I was doing."
Lucas: "Now I feel great full for my parents."

I laugh and then Lucas starts blushing. He is so cute when he blushes.
 
An hour later...
Lucas: "That was a lot of fun. I was right, I do like you."
Aria: "Oh so you like me."
Lucas: "Well uhh I umm ohh so."
Aria: "Well I like you too."

We hugged and Lucas's neck smelled so good like a drug. But I told myself that I liked him to much to hurt him. We drove back and that was the end of the night.