She Has No Clue

No alcohol for you

Oh my god. Flynn did not. I look around the place he took me. He blind folded me when we got in the parking lot. I didn't expect anything like this.

"Flynn I literally love you right now." I hug him tightly then jump up and down in excitement. "Sophie!" I glance at her and hug her too, not to make her feel left out.

"I'm so glad you like it Zo." Flynn places a kiss on my forehead.

He took me to an art gallery, not just any art gallery though, it was the gallery of my favorite artist in the entire world, Rita Gloss. Their art work is simply amazing, I could almost cry right now, it really means so much to me that Flynn would actually take me here.

Rita gloss is an unknown artist, they'd rather people focus on their art rather than how they look. They never do the art for the publicity nor the fame, which is one of the reasons why I absolutely love them.

I notice someone very similar look at one of the pieces. No way.

"Zoe, it's the new guy." Sophie just stands and stares at him without a care.

"What is he doing here? I've never thought of him as an art gallery kind of person. I've never seen him as one at all." I glance back and forth at him then back to Sophie.

He looks at me, twice, this isn't the first time he needed some reassurance. He seems so perplexed, as if he can't believe I'm here or he doesn't want me here.

Flynn walks over to me in a rush concerned. "Zoe, what's wrong? You were so happy before and now you're all .. Well I'm not sure how describe it but you were definitely happy."

Hunter looks at my direction again, this time he seems a bit upset after he saw Flynn come over.

"I'm fine thank you." I place a peck on his cheek and hug him. I still notice Hunter look at the both of us continuously, he stares and when I notice him for a while he immediately looks away, and then looks again. He then walks away, he looks kind of angry.

"What's up with him?" Sophie whispers to my ear.

"Who?" Flynn overhears.

"The art show is beginning." Sophie excitedly pulls on my arm, thank god she said that or I'd have to explain to Flynn about Hunter.

In the art show we're supposed to walk around the gallery and observe the art, it's pretty large so there's definitely a lot to go around.

"Hunters back." Sophie whispers in my ear while I glance at him. Why does she telling me information having to do with him? Especially about whether his presence is in the room or not, I guess she didn't believe me when I told her he doesn't matter me.

I wonder what he went to do. Maybe calm himself down from being mad for no apparent reason. We begin to walk.

"Do you remember that one time, when we had a week out of school for tourth of July, and right after my closest uncle passed away and you were already here for me in seconds? All the way from across the country Zoe." Flynn holds my hand a smiles at me.

Hunter looks around my direction again, he looks at me again and traces his eyes down to where he felt the need to look most, and notices our hands together, he keeps on glancing. I just don't understand why he's all over our business.

"You know I'd always be there for you. You did this for me, there's literally no other way you can thank me." I raise his hand up higher and put it on my cheek.