Crazy In Love (Crushing Hard Series Book 1)

Dear Diary:

25/01/2012

I am shaking. Something really weird just happened. So there I was, walking into English class. I grabbed the third desk in the first row, and Billie chose the desk behind me. I didn't even think to check who was sitting in front of me, so I felt completely free to belt out Rihanna's song "Shut Up and Drive" while unpacking my books and pencil case from my bag. Then, that voice-the only voice that makes my knees go weak and my jaw drop-asked,

"Who is singing?"

I looked up, and my brown eyes locked with his blue ones. Scott James-the boy who had ignited countless crushes in our school and I was the biggest schmuck of them all because I was hopelessly, completely and madly in like with him.

I just stared into those eyes, feeling like I was drowning. I couldn't even tell you who I was, where I was from, or what century it was-that's how lost I was in his gaze. Luckily, Billie, who knew about my obsession, answered for me.

"It was Thandi," she said, sounding smug.

Scott's blue eyes were on Billie as she spoke, but when she said my name, he turned his gaze back to me. My heart-poor thing-felt as if it might burst right out of my chest.

"It sounded really nice," he said softly.

I was finished.