It's called falling in love

He smirked, leaned in closer not that I thaught it was possible. My heartrare picked up as he lowered his mouth to my ear. "you my love. you are lying to yourself. You know the truth about yourself but you wont admit to it" "You can't deny me nor yourself any longer my dear beacuse your feelings is just so strong it's so powerful it glows out of you on it's own. A blind guy could feel that accros the street- it's that strong." he said "In your dreams lover boy" I said hoping he doesn't see my nervousness. "I know you are" he smirked ----------_______--------- I was always the tomboy of the school. The guys saw me as one of the 'guys' and talked to me like I was one of the 'guys'. Then one fatefull holliday I got a oppertunity for two years to go to Italy and Paris for a modelling contrac. First of al let me tell you a little about myself .My parents had twelfe kids, all boys exept for me and each one of us has a twin and the fist letter of our name is the same. My parents died when I was 2 years old . I have three best friends and one of them is a boy, so just imagine twelfe protective boy's not wanting me to go to Paris and Italy. After A LOT of fighting they agreed to let me go. So here I am two years later infront of my brothers " huge house" as he likes to call it with probably more than a dozen boy's inside waiting for me to come home. "Oh The Joy". Note the sarcasm what will happen when the badboy of the school begins to have intrest in her? What happens when he's forst to move away to help his mother? Will he ever come back? Will he remember her? And what will happen if he comes back? Will they be just as close As before?