Stop getting distracted Isa!!"When Mr. Mark called you by your full name on the day we met?" He tilted his head as he looked at her with an amused grin.Eyes were watching them. Some glanced. Some stared. Some glared. While some stared with so much love in their eyes.Ofcourse, the glares were directed at her and the love at him. She could feel the holes it created on her face and body. Especially her face."And... And you remembered? After hearing it once?" If she was any other girl than herself, she'd be screaming both internally and externally. But she was Isabella Davies. The school's dork."I think it was twice?" His head was still slightly tilted sideways and the annoyingly beautiful grin was still in place."Twice?" She tried to recall when next that happened."You know I said 'Hi' yesterday. I'm guessing you don't recall that too, right?"What? He did? Oh my God, this is so freaking embarrassing!"Why are you talking to me?""Huh?" "You suddenly decided to talk to me. Out of

What had he seen?Just what?The question kept running through her mind nonstop all through the class.Finally, the class ended and she hurried out immediately, hoping somebody won't follow her but, when has hope ever been on her side? Oh wait... NEVER!"Hey," He held one of her arm, stopping her and turning her towards him, "Do you have a minute? Wanna talk to you." His face was serious and all and questions were swimming in his eyes as he looked down at her annnd... no, she was not ready to answer anything. Not like she had any answers to give him though."No, I'm sorry. I don't even have a secon-"She barely finished her sentence before he held her wrist and dragged her to the school's garden. All the way there, she was trying her very possible best to get his hand off her. "Can you like, let go of me?" He finally stopped and turned, then looked at his hand wrapped around her wrist and then back at her face. He stared at her. More like her eyes. His eyes moved, staring at each ey