Chapter 2

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Aside from getting a warning of detention from the teacher for being late, the rest of the morning passed smoothly. When the bell rings, announcing that class is over and it is time for lunch, I head over to the cafeteria. Grabbing a turkey sandwich and walking outside to my usual table in the farthest corner, I wonder where Ryder is. I hadn't seen him since Johnson's class, where he had asked to be excused and never came back.

As I reached my table I notice someone else is already sitting there. What the heck do I do now? Should I sit somewhere else?

I start turning around, to head to a secluded place where I can eat my lunch, when the person rotates around and calls me over.  Ryder.

I hesitate to walk over when I see a group of girls looking at me with contempt trying to warn me off, but whatever it's my table anyway (well kinda...not really).

As I sit down, I notice him eating some fruit. Which? I have no clue.

"Hello Annique." Ryder says with a smile. Here we go with the smiles again...

"Um hi." Unwrapping my sandwich I ask, "Can I ask you something?"

"You just did." He grinned.

"You know what I meant."

"Yeah I did but you should have seen your face."

"Ha, ha."

"Well someone's in a grumpy mood. Cheer up beautiful, today should be all smiles."

"Right..." He called me BEAUTIFUL, that's never happened to me before. Well at least not with any guys anyways. My family on the other hand says it all the time, but let's be honest that doesn't count. Family is obligated to call you beautiful, even if it's the complete opposite.

" Yes Annique, you may ask me anything."

" Okay, what were you doing?"

"Thinking about you."

"No, I mean where were you all morning?"

"I was thinking about you."

I sigh. Geez, this guy knows how to avoid a question better than a politician does. "Okay, I'll bite. Why were you thinking about me?"

"Because you are always on my mind."

"But we just met." I stated completely baffled.

"Technically we've met before, long ago."

"Uh, no we haven't." At least I don't think so. "I think I would have remembered you..er..face."

"Obviously you're not that good if you don't remember mine."

"Trust me I'm great with faces, I would remember."

" Well trust me, we've met before. I can even prove it."

"How?"

"Easy, I know you have a heart shaped birthmark right beneath yo left breast." He smiled creepily.

"I do not!" I squeaked.

How does he know that?! Oh god I hope he's not some psycho stalker that wants to kill me. I'm a big reader, like I can start a book and finish it in one sitting. If its a really good one I won't eat or sleep until I have read every last sentence.

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