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I was so angry when I got to school that when Juliet waved hello, I didn't acknowledge it. I move quickly to my locker and grab my books for first and second period.

As I make my way down the hallway, somebody stops me.

"Hi, I'm kind of new here and I was wondering if you would tell me where to go from here," the blue-eyed boy says nicely.

I'm a nice person but today, I'm so moody that I would even snap at a wall for being a wall.

The blue-eyed boy in front of me looks like a dork with these round glasses. The type I would never fall head over heels for.

"You could go straight back where you came from. And when did my face start saying I'm a GPS and I give people directions?" I rudely ask without expecting an answer and I continue to walk without glancing back.

That was totally rude of me, and so not me. So I retrace my steps back to where the dork had approached me.

I find him staring at the paper in his hand with boredom. I take a deep breath before approaching him.

"Tell me where you're heading?" I ask still annoyed.

"You're back?" He asks amused.

"No, this is my twin sister," I say sarcastically. "So do I have to ask you again or are you fine on your own?" I ask nonchalantly.

"Here's the paper," he says as he hands the paper to me and shifts closer.

We walk side by side in silence and I for one am not interested in starting a conversation at the moment.

We finally reach his class and I leave him without saying a word. I groan as I realise that I am late for maths class and my maths teacher wasn't one for excuses.

"Rose," somebody yells as they approach me.

"It's Rossita," I harshly say as I turn around.

"Well Rossita, get use to me calling you Rose 'cause you're my rose." He smirks.

"Zack?" I blush.

"Or you could call me your bad boy, I don't mind," he chuckles.

"So why are you not in class, little girl," he says as he moves closer.

"I... I was on my way," I gulp as I step back.

"Are you nervous?" He stares at me.

"Umm... of course not," I say as I stare at anywhere else but his face.

"But I love it when you're nervous," he smirks.

I gasp as I try to take in what he had just said.

"This is the first time we've actually spoken," I say.

"We need to change that, and that doesn't mean I don't see you around," he steps closer.

This time I don't move back, I could have moved back or walked away, but I didn't want to. I was enjoying his presence way too much.

But then I remember the conversation I had with my sister, and I feel sick to my stomach. I move two steps back and he raises his eyebrow.

"Is something wrong?" He asks.

"No, nothing," I quickly say.

"I hate it when people lie to me," he clenches his jaw.

"Are you not dating Juliet?" I ask him.

"I don't date," he says nonchalantly.

"And as for Juliet, we only kissed. So if you consider that dating then I've dated probably this whole school's population of girls," he smirks.

"Well not me," I say proudly.

"I did say almost, but we can change that right now?" He moves closer and cups my cheeks.

I could feel his breath on my lips as he tilted at an angle. I wanted to push him away but I couldn't. I was under his spell and I was loving every moment of it.

As I close my eyes, awaiting eagerly for him to kiss me, the bell rings, indicating that first period was over.

I move back with him staring deeply into me.

"I should... go," I point in the direction of where my next class would be.