Conner wasn't sure if a week's time was enough to successfully make Bree blush.
But he would do whatever it took, to win the heart of his girl.
Conner is determined to make Bree blush by the end of seven days. Set at the end of the sixth book, so s...
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Day 6 was the longest and the most painful day of that week.
Bree couldn't bear to face Conner and hid in an abandoned building (about everything was abandoned anyway), hugging her knees to her chest. This time she really did attempt to conceal herself from the rest of the world, unlike that time when she just sat on the observation deck, waiting for Conner.
Her heart thumped erratically when she remembered the memory. Bree didn't know what propelled her to do that, and when she thought about it now, she wanted to die from embarrassment.
How could she let her heart stray so much?
Bree was usually a logical person. She did things step by step and preferred to plan beforehand. Even when faced with sudden interruptions, such as a classmate-turned-crush being of magical descent and her friend being kidnapped, Bree was able to keep a cool head and think of ways to solve the problems.
Well, unless that problem was a certain love problem.
Because Bree didn't give much priority to her emotions, when facing Conner after a whole year, it was as if a huge balloon full with buried feelings exploded within her.
When he held her hand, Bree could feel the sweetness gush out from her heart, making her warm all over. The old feelings came back, and a couple of new ones showed up. All those sensations, whether old or new, were overwhelming Bree. It was a confusing, muddled up mess. A confusing, muddled up mess that made Bree happy.
And that was why she ran away. Because she hated being confused. Running away like a selfish, cowardly little girl. Not caring how much she would hurt Conner.
Bree didn't want to imagine how Conner felt, but she forced herself too. He must have been heartbroken, and really confused too. Knowing him, he would put the entire blame on himself, while worrying about her-
Oh gosh. Pain prickled in her heart, and Bree let out a sigh of frustration. Conner didn't need to worry about her. After her... sudden escape, she didn't deserve that.
And yeah, Alex was totally going to kill her. A mere day after her promise, Bree broke it.
Bree wasn't a narcissistic person, but she knew that she was better than some other people at certain things, including acting.
But Bree only knew what people were on the outside, how to manipulate them, trick them for a while using her acting. She didn't have a lot of ideas on what was on the inside, their feelings, their motives, and their fears.
So actually, although Bree was a great actress, she did not really understand the feelings behind the face she put on. Even if she wasn't acting, she still had some difficulty in naming the emotions she felt.
