"You're different." he said while breathing right infront of me. The hottest guy in school was so close to me, it made me want to cringe with fear and blush at the same time. "what do you mean by....different?" I stuttered, unable to be confident in my words. "You, you make me....feel....different" he whispered to me so calmly that it didn't make me fear him, even though I did. " is it a good feeling?" I asked because obiviously curiousity took the best of me. but I guess it was a bad move as his eyes returned to anger which made me cringe in fear. "Yes , its a good feeling. Thats why I don't like it. Its's dangerous.........for both of us." and with that he let me go and left, leaving me with questions and a sting in both my heart and mind. What did I get myself into?