She looked around, trying to be inconspicuous.

The cafeteria was loud as everyday. Boys boisterous and wasting food as usual. Honestly all they did was throw at each other more than they ate.

She just saw a boy trying to stuff the spaghetti noodle up his nose.

Gloria shuddered visibly.

"You okay?" Mia asked, poking the steak with her fork.

Gloria gave her a close mouthed smile.

"Can there ever be anything wrong with me?"

Mia shook her head, loading in the steak in her mouth as she chomped loudly.

"Nope. You're the kind who can't keep it in the stomach so if in future, God forbid, there is something wrong. .I know I'll be first one to know."

"You speak nothing but the truth ,my friend." Gloria clapped a little because that was true. She was not a conceal-dont-feel-dont-let-them-know kind.

She wore everything on her sleeve, not just her heart.

The apple slices in front of her didn't seem good enough today because she was on a manhunt right now.

And when a woman is on a mission , nothing can deter her!

Mia leaned over the table, conspiracy written on her face.

"Did you find him? The bathroom guy?" Mia whispered.

Ah! If only. .

She shook her head , the blond curls bouncing on her shoulders.

"I tried to stop him but he didn't stop. He stomped on my heart and went away." She sighed dramatically. "It has to be my luck to get a guy who don't even care about me."

"You're insane. Hello? How is he suppose to care for you when he don't even know you dude?" Mia gave her the duh look.

Gloria placed her elbow on the edge of the table and cupped her cheek, looking gloomy.

"I know but. .can't he feel the connection? I did. I thought he was going to take me in his arms and kiss me with senseless passion."

"How about you try to talk to him? Go on a date and then decide if he's worth it or not?" Mia shrugged.

Gloria nodded absently, her eyes going towards every group of guys seated .

All the guys thought she was looking at him. Some winked at her, some pasted the fakest smile on earth and others just ...leered.

Typical.

Her eyes were doing an x ray of everyone's arm and no one had an arm full of tattoo.

She let go of a heavy breath.

How was she ever going to find him?

Guess she had to make a trip to the Loo again. Ugh!

How would she ever walk in these gorgeous peach heels? Also her Balmain top paired with a silk bottom. The Chanel earrings dazzling everyone.

The theme was of a peach princess. She have an ode to her childhood because princess peach was everything !

Guess now was not the time to think about it, she thought.

For a moment, she wondered how he looked like? What color were his eyes? What kind of eyebrows he had? And lips? Were they thin or full?

His voice was manly, deep.

Deep enough to aim straight at her poor heart.

All she knew was, he was tall and broad. He did tower over her even when she was wearing heels.

He certainly did not look like the gangly , lanky boys in her school.

This time she was going to ask him his last name and she was going to meet him ! Meet him outside of that disgusting bathroom!

Yes that's exactly what she will do today!

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Her heels clicked clacked on the floor as she stepped inside. . shutting the door behind , turning around she glanced at the sinks and found one guy washing his hands in the sink.

He kind of froze when his blue eyes connected with her.

She too looked like a deer caught in headlights because oh my god! She had never encountered a scenario like that.

"You're. .not a boy." He said softly.

Gloria's emerald eyes sized him up. Tall, lanky , glasses on. .an official nerd.

She smiled at him.

The poor guy looked like he didn't even know his name.

"Hi! I'm Gloria . I came here to meet a friend." She said politely, her smile never slipping.

How to get out of an awkward situation? Just smile.

Keep smiling until you're out of it.

He turned off the tap and grabbed a handful of tissues. . drying his hands.

"I get it. " He muttered , his ears turning red.

Did he think she was here for. . .?

"Oh no! I'm not here for a scandalous affair," she waved her hand in dismissal, " I'm here for a meeting."

His blue eyes widened a little .

"Meeting?"

"Sure. I came here to take what's mine." Her smile deepened, embarrassing him further.

"Alrighty. I'll - I'll be off then-"

"What's your lovely name?"

He looked a little dazed at her question as if not believing what he heard.

"Sorry?"

"Your name?"

"L-luke. It's luke."

She moved towards him, her heels making obnoxious sounds and stopped right in front of him.

"It was nice meeting you, luke." She lifted her hand and with a startled hesitated look he slipped his hand on hers, shaking it.

But only for a second because he let go so fast like her skin had allergies.

Gloria thought she traumatized the guy a bit too much but. .all she did was be nice . So she had no idea why it backfired.

Sometimes people had hard time believing that she was actually a nice person.

She wished she could write it on her forehead MY CLOTHES DON'T DEFINE ME.

As she blinked, he was gone.

The door swinging back and forth.

Announcing his demise.

Never mind, she shook her head and headed towards the . .lovebooth.

Her love booth.

Lord, the insanity she had stepped in was unbelievable!

But everything was fair when it came to the affairs of the heart.

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She made a cross and stepped inside .

Just as she closed the door , the cheap smell of nicotine filled her nostrils.

What? He was already here?!

He beat her this time.

She didn't dare turn around in the darkness.

"You know I think you're stalking me."

She swallowed , hard and in slow-mo turned around.

Here goes nothing!

As her eyes adjusted to the dark, she could make out his silhouette . .and the flame of the cigarette in his fingers.

"You coming in? You're blocking the way to my exit-"

"No!" She blurted out .

She was not going to budge from here until she get what she wanted!

"Excuse me?" His incredous tone made her flush a bit because technically she was a complete stranger.

"Can you not move until I say what I want to?" She said gently.

His body straighten up to full height, intimidating her.

"Listen , I don't dig crazy chicks . If this is your way of trying to fuck me then no." The harsh lilth to his voice did something to her heart.

She wasn't sure what that something was but all of a sudden she felt small.

"I'm not-not trying to bed you. I just want to know your name."

A dark curse was muttered.

"Why? Why the fuck do you want to know it?" The edge to his tone startling her a little.

"Because I want to!"

"Sorry to disappoint you but my world don't run your way. Now if you can get out of my face," he trailed off as he moved towards her.

The bathroom got so small she could barely breath. His harsh breath coming closer every second until. . .until he was close enough to kiss.

She blinked in the dark.

For a moment the clock stopped ticking.

His frame blocking out the coldness of the bathroom, the heat from his body alluring her to get close . .and strangely she felt like seeking it .

She closed her eyes, feeling his breath on her face.

"You're pissing me off."

"At least I'm doing something to you." Her breathless voice must have silenced him into shock.

And then-

"Logan Reeds. "

Logan Reeds, somehow it suited him quiet well.

Her fallen angel!

"Gloria. Gloria Dickinson."

"I didn't ask ." He retorted .

He was ignored.

"Can we meet outside of this bathroom?" She pushed her luck a little further .

He sighed on her face, his breath fanning .

"Why? Give me one damn reason."

"Because I want to."

The scrunching of his jacket and the swish of his hand made her realize that he ran his hand in his hair quiet irritably.

"That's no reason at all. "

"Come one ,just one meetup is all I want-"

"Why should I do everything because you want it?"

"Because well-because you should."

And the she felt his hand . . going beside her head. .right on the door.

She wanted him to put his other hand too beside her head and trap her! Then kiss her passionately!

"Number one, don't tell me what I should and shouldn't do. Number two, I'm not meeting anyone anywhere. "

"I'm not anyone." She stood her ground.

"For me, you're. Now if you can get out of my way-"

"Not until you agree to my terms."

The hand beside her head vanished .

"Son of a bitch! You wanna meet ? Come to Dia de muertos . "

"Dia the what? What's that-"

"Move before I lose my shit." His warning voice really did scare her for a second and she actually did move out of the way.

He stormed out , leaving her behind.

Dia de muertos? Hmmm. .

She didn't care if that place was in hell.

All she care for was. .

She got a date.

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