I started storming to my desk, nostrils flaring and the heat rising up to my cheeks. How dare he sit in my seat! He saw me walking towards him, and he smiled the most sincere smile, but once he saw the obvious anger on my face, his smile faltered. "What are you doing in my seat?" I pointed my finger at him, throwing my bag down.

I realized I was making a big scene, but I didn't care at that moment. I probably would later though. He looked at me with a confused look on his beautiful face and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know this was your desk. I'll move." His voice was deep and if it weren't for the fact that he was a jerk at the party, I might have found it attractive, but because he was a jerk at the party, I never wanted to hear that glorious voice again. Was him being in my seat the only thing he was sorry about? I can't believe it!

"Hey, how 'bout a 'I'm sorry for the way I treated you at the party', or a 'I'm so sorry for putting my hands on you'? Being in my seat is not the only problem I have with you." My anger was escaping, finally being let out from being trapped within my mind. This boy was gonna get the attitude he deserved.

His face twisted with even more confusion and he looked at me with concern. "I've never met you before today. You must be talking about my brother, Grayson. He's an ass to everyone when he's drunk. Did he really put his hands on you?"

What the hell? Brother my booty. This was the guy, he looked exactly like him. "You expect me to believe that you have a brother that looks exactly like you?" Actually studying him, I realize that his hair is a little bit longer and he has less facial hair. Maybe he was telling the truth.

"Yes. I know you may not believe me because you're so upset but look," he pulled out his phone and flashed the screen at me, showing two boys with huge grins on their faces, laughing with each other... looking a lot a like.

I just made myself look so stupid. My face flushed with bright red again, but this time the heat rushed up to my ears as well. "I-I don't know what to say. I'm so sorry for going off on you. You must think I'm an idiot." I wanted to hide my face and never show it again, but his kind smile made me feel a little bit better.

"Hey, it's okay. If I had seen my brother do that, I would have been pissed too, even though I don't know you... yet." When he said 'yet', his face expression changed from worried and kind, to realization. "Can I take you out to lunch today to make up for my brother's irresponsible and rude actions? We can go anywhere you'd like?"

He was asking to take me to lunch to make up for his brother's mistake? This boy is amazing, but I also don't know him. He is only showing me what he wants me to see, so what if he's actually a jerk, just like his brother? I needed to ask Liberty and Joe about this, they would know what to do.

"Umm, maybe tomorrow. I have lunch plans with my friends already. You're welcome to join if you'd like." I tried to hide the blush still remaining on my cheeks by pulling my hair forward and playing with enough strands to cover my ears and cheeks.

"That sounds great. I'll tell Grayson to find someone else to bug. I am very sorry that he treated you that way. I won't let it happen again." He was so sincere, I could see it in his gorgeous eyes that he was telling the truth. I knew at that moment that we were going to be friends.

"I'm Savannah, but my friends call me Vannah. I am so sorry for going off on you, I really am." I pushed my bag away and sat down next to him, feeling all of the space he was consuming with his massive, muscular body, wanting to glide my finger along his exposed skin. What the hell was wrong with me, I barely knew him.

"I'm Ethan, but my friends call me E. It's very nice meeting you Savannah. Don't worry about the seat thing, I'm glad you talked to me." He gave me a small smile before turning his head to pay attention to the teacher.

I wonder why he was so different from his brother? He seemed so nice. I had to ask Joe and Liberty.