classroom. By the third period, the female pop

ou wou

tions or something? No. Would there be a big party –where they could shame

w student –as

en said drop-dead gorgeous. That was the reason

I had heard one of the girls confess

the back, my favorite spot– almost afraid of

ean, to have such a low se

for him to acknowledge me. A stare would melt my insides, a wink

quashed the urge to do so, efficiently keeping my mouth shut. I didn't want att

understand those girls even if I did my bes

nt dulled and the giggles subsided until there were no oth

dn't start his lesson until he was sure he had

e late entry of a boy that I had never seen before... but then again, I

" the teacher

s lost, " came the

perfection. Well maybe not perfection, but still. I heard all of the girls in the classroom sigh in bliss

rikingly handsome. He had a square hard jaw with high cheekbones, bla

flirting with him from where she was sitting, right in front of his tall standing form, in the front row. His eyes locked mine c

all right but that was no rea

t before settling for a reasonable excuse that seemed to appease my mind. I had merely been getting to know my new classmat

me desks available; three near some all too eager girls, and one beside

rtlessly pulling it up over his head, making a show of rippling muscles fo

My heart accelerated, poun

doing?' I thought, pa

close for my liking, yet with enough

g?" The outrage couldn't be cl

I wanted to repeat but refrained from doing

tly. I felt his eyes upon me and I all but

ice the envy, the jealousy and the warning looming i

in my seat, fidgeting with my hands nervou

wardly sighed, trying –and succeeding, I might a

is hands to have our attention bac

boys, no drama, no troubles' seemed so far a

anted me the firs

ld most definitely not succumb to him. If he thought I was one of those easy, shallow girls who would st

n, " I heard

l he got in response as I stubbornly ke