Chapter 1

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I walk out of class to find those intense blue eyes. I quickly put my head down avoiding eye contact. I can feel him behind me. Walking just one foot away. I hear my name, and as I turn around he vanishes into thin air.

Me and my friends huddle at a tree as our normal spot to meet, he stood on the other side of the garden, crossed armed, staring at me intensely. I look up at him and start blushing knowing he's been looking at me for a while. I turn my head away awkwardly trying to get in the conversation my group of friends were having.

I can feel him coming over to me. I can hear his every movement. He comes behind me and the air from when he was walking gets to me and I smell him. Everything he is I smell it. His hand moves gently to my lower back, pushing his hand on my sweatshirt to make contact with my body.

My heart races like he's never touched me before. My friends see him and then see me. They can see the disappointment on my face knowing I should've said something. They turn back and continue with their conversation.

His other hand reaches down for mine and he intertwines our fingers. I loosen his grip and pull my hand away. I hold my hands together. He reaches into his own sweatshirt and pulls out a piece of paper and places it in my hand. He removes his hold on my lower back and walks away. I open my hand and start unfolding the note.

"After school. 3:15 sharp." It read on the note. My heart starts racing and my thoughts over power me. I haven't talked to him since the night of our anniversary. There was only an hour left of school. I stare at the clock hanging on the wall. Not paying attention to the teacher.

2:50

2:55

3:00 the bell rings and I slowly start putting my notebook away. I slip on my backpack and start heading to the door.

"Come here, Alex." Ms.martin calls me over. I knew this would have to do something about me not paying attention in class. I walk over setting my phone on her desk and looking down. Embarrassed because I never get called after class from a teacher.

"You looked like you had a lot on your mind today. Is everything alright?" She places her elbows on her desk and raises her hands so her finger tips touch. I look at her in the eye then down at my phone.

"Listen, Alex. You're the most quietest person I know. And you never say anything to anyone. But today you seemed different. I've known you since you were a freshman. You know you can tell me anything."

That was the only thing holding me back. I always came to her when times got tough. When my mom kicked me out she let me stay at her house. This was something I had to handle on my own. I smiled at her and I nodded and left the room. It was already 3:10 and i don't want to be late. I was on the third floor and running down stairs was not a good idea. So I took the elevator.

Its 3:15 and I'm near the entrance of the school. I push on the heavy door and walk out to the cold. I see him standing there next to the flag pole. I start walking to him. I had a choice, I could meet him like he asked, Or I could leave. But a thought crosses my mind. And I suddenly want to know what was on his mind.

I take a deep breath and I start walking towards him. My heart beats faster with every step I take, and I regretted each step closer to him. I have a feeling this won't go well. But a part of me want to know what took him so long to make a move. Nearly a foot away from him and the cold air blows harshly in my face causing me to close my eyes.

I open them and he's facing me. My eyes meet his and my heart rate slows down. He makes my heart beat faster and slower at the same time. Everyone always told me to stay away from him, but he was the only one I wanted. We were perfect for each other, I know it, cause I felt it in my heart.

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