She didn't have any idea.

Any idea that a person could put a smile on her face even in his absence.

Curling her hair and looking in the mirror. .she could see the giddy and glorious smile on the girl's face. A faraway look in her emerald eyes . The girl seemed like she was walking around in a dream with awe.

A beautiful , breath taking dream.

Letting go of the bouncy curl, she took another strand in the curler and kept on curling . .while trying not to burn her fingers by day dreaming. .

But the truth was . .she wanted to keep living in yesterday.

Keep re imagining every scene, every jolt of electricity, every smile of his-everything.

At night she lay awake, her heart happily reproducing all the images . .reminding her of every moment.

The touch of his hand.

His knee pressed up against hers.

That hug.

Twice.

He hugged her twice.

Closing her eyes, she was floating high above the stars. May be that's why girls were usually labelled as dumb and gullible when it came to lo-liking someone because let's face it , if a girl likes a guy . .she keeps thinking of him back to back until all she could think about is him . And she names the overthinking about a certain guy as love when really all a teenage girl just wants is to be admired and be told she's beautiful . . .

But then again girls tied their hopes from teenage boys, who were usually after sex and a girl on the other hand always have jumbled up emotions ,mixing love with hormones.

Really now, Gloria often wondered. No girl should emotionally ruin herself for a bloody teenage boy. What is a teenage boy? He is barely in tuned with his own emotions let alone a girl's needs?

Needs don't have to be sexual only.

Appreciation too was a need, at least it was for her.

Growth too was a need. She wanted to grow as a person with who she fell for.

Telling her she was "sexy" or had a "banging body" was not something she was looking forward to hear. .may be she was? But not now. Definitely not now.

She had to be damn sure.

Damn sure before she could take the leap of faith.

Oh no, she was not going to let anyone play with her heart or use her feelings against her.

Too many a times, she had heard terrible stories about girl's feelings being used to get some action, that was called emotional blackmailing. Some stories really chilled her to the bones .

Teenage hormonal boys were the scariest creatures on earth but then Logan. .

How come he was at a different tangent?

Why did she always feel emotionally and physically safe with him?

She had never gotten that feeling from any guy .

She never felt like taking her guards up around Logan. In fact she felt like she could be whatever she wanna be with him around.

Well, one thing was for sure . .

She was not a dumb girl anyone could use. In the name of love.

She will not crumble her walls of dignity for anyone. She would not give that kind of power to anyone, not even Logan.

Yes she lo-liked him.

Maybe more than like.

But will she loose her senses because of that?

No.

Just as she was thinking, a name flashed across her mind.

Daisy.

Her face turned sour because who knew how she was going to be? Will she hate Gloria because she was rich and beautiful?

She wasn't being pretentious , she had actually faced unnecessary hate because of her social status.

She automatically became the undesirable no 1 like Harry Potter as soon as girls got to know about the money part.

They judged her . Painting her into a negative light . .sometimes she felt the pressure of their eyes. They wanted her to act like a bitch so they could give each other knowing smirks like i-told-you. She a bitch.

Teenage boys weren't scary.

Girls were.

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Today she felt an extra bounce in her feet. Decked in Ralph Lauren green flowy skirt , she resembled a butterfly on loose.

Smiling at everyone , giving and taking compliments left and right . .it was a good day . Compliments were what she looked forward to every day.

Just as she was thanking a red headed girl-

"Do I know you?"

Her small smile deepened even more . She knew that deep voice. How could she not? It was the voice that kept her awake at night.

Fixing her expressions into a mild interest, she turned around and sure enough . .he was standing right behind her.

With a smile of his own.

A Nike shirt with brown pants, he looked up and down at her . .she tried to stay still.

"You look . .beautiful." He said finally, softly. Like the compliment was only for her to hear.

Trying not to burst with happiness, she tilted her head to a side.

"Thanks. It took me two hours to get ready, a curler and ten tonnes of moisturizers did this." She grinned.

One of his brow shot up.

"Wow! I just. .took a shower." The grin was sheepish.

Damn! What was it with guys taking only one shower to glow up? While Gloria did all the six steps beauty routine and she still didn't match his skin.

She looked up and down at him as if examining him.

"Hmm, you look . .nice." she said as if giving him points.

He crossed his arms, the tattoos so visible and enticing.

"I think the word you were looking for was hot. " He said with a cocky smirk.

"But that word is reserved only for me." She answered , her emerald eyes lighting up.

"I can see why you think like that." He said in a low voice, his eyes hovering around her neck and then up towards her lips.

The heat was definitely creeping up her neck and she tried so desperately to keep it down.

Keep the flames down.

He shouldn't glimpse at anything.

And then he rubbed the back of his neck slightly.

"I was wondering-actually I'm going to pick Daisy this week so. . will you join me?" He asked a little embarrassed.

Gloria thought he looked absolutely adorable because he was trying not to show how much he really wanted her to be there with him and at the same time he was trying to be casual about it.

"I would love to!" She chirped.

"Really?" He seemed surprised.

"Yeah. I want to meet your sister." She blurted out and then regretted it.

That came out. .creepy.

But guess he didn't find her creepy because he laughed , the deep timber of his voice resonating in her ears.

"Why do you wanna meet her? She's a tool."

She didn't have to think much.

"Because she's your sister."

The laugh died a little on his face. .

His grey eyes had that unreadable look like he couldn't believe what he was seeing right now , his mouth a little open, his eyes x raying her face, his eyebrows bunched.

"What?" She chuckled , trying not to blush at the way he was blatantly staring at her.

Shaking his head, all he said was "Nothing. Nothing at all."

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The week passed with him crumbling her walls down and she didn't even notice!

Funny, how it happened.

The one thing she vowed never to allow was happening . He had melted down her walls and he was walking freely on her territory. Everyday he would meet her , crack some silly jokes, give her unreadable looks. .and sometimes in the middle of conversation he would hold her hand like it was the most natural and normal act to do.

She would catch her breath at his touch , try to be normal and failing miserably.

"Admit it, you like him." Mia said as they walked towards their next class.

"I never said I didn't like him." She said slyly.

"Look at you trying to play the dumb card, you are so falling for him. I can see it in your eyes." She accused .

That did give her a mini shock because if she could see it. .can he see that too?

Oh.my.god.

Mia must have seen the horror on her beautiful face .

"Relax. No one can tell except me."

"How? How can you tell?" Gloria had an urgency in her voice.

"Simple. You have that sick smile on your face when you see him. Like you will melt into a puddle. It's sick because it makes me wanna puke."

Involuntarily, Gloria touched her lips.

"No. .way. ."

"Yes way. Just admit it already Gloria Dickinson, you're in love. You're batshit crazy about him and you spend your night thinking about making babies with him. I do think you two would make hot babies." Mia gushed.

But really all Gloria could think was. .she had to hide her sick smile from him .

And just how much did she like him?

Because yes.

She did spent her nights thinking about all the glorious babies they could make!

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Today was the day she was going to meet his sister.

She had a feeling , he was taking her to meet his sister first hand.

Did he tell her?

About Gloria?

Sighing, she glanced at her reflection. Really she tried her best to tone it down . All she had on was a floral Yves Saint Laurent dress that topped her knees and she threw on some red heels.

She let her golden locks fly freely.

Enough of staring at the mirror. .

It was time.

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