If it was possible to die from boredom I would have passed away at the beginning of the class. I mean, who needs algebra in life anyway.

I looked to my left to find that my best friend Tea was bored out of her mind too.

Well good, and here I thought I was the only one who felt that way.

I looked at the clock on the wall and realized that we still had 30 minutes left.

Mentally I groaned, at the corner of my eye I caught Tea snicker at my tortured expression.

I rolled my eyes at her and continued to stare at the clock thinking that time will pass by faster.

No such luck.

This was the last class for today, so I had to hold on just for a little longer and then I could go home with Tea and have our famous Friday Movie Night. Though, we would still have a lot of time to kill given that our last class is ending in 2:30 pm.

I tried to concentrate on the lecture knowing that I would probably need extra knowledge for the test next week but I couldn't bring myself to listen so I looked around the classroom trying to kill the time.

The wall on my right side beside the door wasn't like any ordinary wall. More than half of it was covered in glass, so you could see who was passing by. On my left side were windows, which through you could see school yard and our footballs team practice.

I looked up to my right to the glass wall just as someone happened to pass by.

I blushed at the sight of him, from I could tell he was taller than me and his hair color was a shade of dirty blonde.

He was wearing a black leather jacket and grey sweatpants.

He was smiling at something on his phone and I wished I could see his full smile instead of a side face one, unfortunately I couldn't see his eyes.

He suddenly stopped and I think that my heart skipped a beat. He started to slowly turn his head in my direction and I turned my head to watch what professor was writing on the board.

I glanced at Tea who was trying really hard not to burst into laughter.

I groaned at her, really supportive Tea, thanks a lot.

She must have caught me staring at that blonde guy because she was wiggling her eyebrows and nodded at the direction I was staring at.

A smirk started to form on her lips while I rolled my eyes and looked at the direction where the blonde guy was only to find out that he wasn't there anymore.

My heart sank.

I mean of course he wasn't there, what could have happened Malia. What did you expected? That your eyes would meet and then everything was going to be like a frickin Disney movie...well guess what, I think not.

Like that would ever happen to you.

In case you have forgotten this isn't a movie or a fairytale, this is real life.

True, that kind of thing never happens in real life.

Knowing my luck I would probably die alone.

I needed to fresh up so I asked my professor for permission to go to the bathroom which he gave me without even bothering to cut his lecture.

The hallways were empty and every step I took was echoing.

If I was the only one in the school I would be freaked out of my damn mind but the fact that there are still students around makes me a little less freaked out.

I got to the girls bathroom when I heard some kind of noise behind me.

Not daring to look behind me I entered the bathroom in a second.

"Nice going Malia. You were probably followed by the crazy psychopath and you hide in the bathroom. Well, actually, you don't really know if he's a psychopath, but still!" I half yelled-half whispered to myself. I have a crazy imagination was what Tea told me once.

After a couple of seconds I couldn't hear anything so I figured it has to be a mouse or a rat because the school basement was full of them.

I know that because Tea often takes me with her to feed them because they are "Cute and Defenseless animals who just need a little bit of love".

If someone ever heard that or some of our other conversations they would probably think that we escaped a Mental Facility.

That thought made me laugh. I realized that every time I think about her I instantly cheer up.

I splashed some cold water onto my face and then dried my hands with a toilet paper.

I walked out of the bathroom and just as I was starting walking back to my classroom I felt a hand on my shoulder.

Just when I was about to scream a hand that was on my shoulder now went to cover up my mouth when another hand wrapped itself around my waist.

I think that my heart went to my throat when deep and husky voice whispered in my left ear. "Don't scream. I'm not going to hurt you."

I didn't know why but I trusted this person so I nodded and tried not to scream.

The person folded his hand of my mouth and instead put it around my waist above the other hand.

I started to slowly turn around to identify the person whose voice was hypnotizing me.

What I saw made my heart stop.

It was the same blonde guy I saw earlier.

Except now, I get to see his eyes and they were beautiful.

They were the color of the sky, a gorgeous sapphire blue. I find myself unable to look away from them.

He coughed and I blinked a few times before I realized that I was starring.

I felt heat rush up to my cheeks so I dropped my head and looked at my shoes instead.

When I finally found courage to look up I was met with his beautiful sapphire blue eyes that were watching me carefully.

He adjusted his hands and was now holding me tightly and close to him.

His gaze traveled up and down my body and suddenly I felt very self-conscious.

I was wearing an emerald green dress that was reaching a little above my knees and was a little puffy from the waist down. It was a long sleeved dress that I paired up with my black boots and a black leather jacket, which was currently in my classroom.

Since it was Friday I decided that I won't get up at 5 am just to do my makeup. So I simply applied my nude lip gloss and let my hair out of the bun from the night before.

I was regretting my decision now.

Just because I was too lazy to get up earlier and dress up like an actual girl.

Who knows what I looked like right now, sleepy and with no will to live. 

Probably like a homeless person.

His gaze stopped at my eyes. "I noticed you earlier, when you were staring at me." He said with a slight grin. 

"I-I-I don't know what you're talking about." I stuttered while my cheeks heated up. 

He smirked and I think I had a slight heart attack at that moment.

The sight of him smirking got my whole body to freeze.

"Now, now. Didn't your mom teach you that lying is bad Princess?" He said with his deep and husky voice that made me shiver.

Damn him and the effect he had on me. I don't even know his name for crying out loud or him for that matter.

And yet here I was hypnotized by his sapphire blue eyes that were sparkling with amusement. He had a strong jaw with light stubble covering it and dirty blonde hair, and I wanted nothing more but to run my fingers through it.    

I could see his abs through the thin material of the black shirt he was wearing beneath his leather jacket.

He indeed was the definition of the term drop dead gorgeous.

Wait a second. Did he just called me Princess?

And why I'm getting so worked up about it. 

"I'm not lying." Lie."I didn't stare at you at all." Another lie. "And don't call me Princess. It's annoying." The biggest lie of all. 

He was still smirking. "Really? You don't want me to call you Princess?" He asked with a grin clearly not buying what I said earlier.

"I'm serious." No I'm not. "Do not call me that, it's annoying." No it isn't. "Besides, I don't even know your name. And I'm pretty sure you don't know my either." But we could solve that little problem if you introduced yourself. 'Cause I'm a damn coward.

"How can you be so sure that I don't know your name?" He asked with a hint of challenge in his voice. 

"B-Because..." Really. Is he serious? Ugh, this boy is really going on my nerves. And now it's not only annoying but also irritating. Wait. Why am I not finding that statement scary?

"Because that would make you a stalker." I said to him feeling proud of myself that I found such a good comeback and said it without stuttering. Nice one Malia.

He just grinned at my comment. "So what if I am a stalker? Then what?" He asked while getting really close to me. So close that I could feel his hot breath on my face.

"Well...Then..." Why was this keeping happening?

He loosened his grip on my waist and started moving closer to me while I was moving backwards until my back hit the wall.

He put both of his hands on the wall close to my shoulders trapping me completely.

My heart starting pounding so much that I thought he could definitely hear it.

His face started getting even closer than before and I couldn't escape this time. He stopped and looked me in the eyes before speaking."I know everything I need to know about you Malia Stone."

I couldn't breathe. How did he know my name? Did we meet before? Not possible, I would definitely remember him. I mean who wouldn't. He was gorgeous.

"Do I know you? Have we met before? Or did you really stalked me?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow.

He laughed."No,you don't. Yet. Unfortunately we didn't meet before either. And I'm not a stalker. I just love to look at it as observing protectively what's mine."

I scowled. "I'm not yours."

"Yet." He said in that deep and husky voice that will be the death for me.    

"Well then, since you know my name I think it's only fair you tell me yours." I said while I looked him in the eyes sternly.

He laughed again and I couldn't help but think how handsome he looked when he laughed so carefree. In that moment I never wanted him to stop laughing like that. Ever.

"You are a demanding little Princess are you?" He asked with the most brilliant smile I've ever seen while I just shrugged innocently.

He sighed."I guess I can't say no to my Princess." I glared at him. "I'm Luke Chase. It's nice to finally meet you Malia Stone." He said with a grin.

I smiled at him. Luke. That was such beautiful name and it suited him perfectly. His sapphire blue eyes were now locked on my emerald green ones and my heart was beating faster than ever.    

"How do you know my name? And tell me the truth." I asked him quietly  surprising even myself at how shy I sounded.

The look of surprise was evident in his eyes but he quickly covered it up and smirked once again."Why do you want to know?"

I looked at him unimpressed."Because, when someone stops you in the hallway and starts speaking to you like he knows you and then address you with your name even though you never told him it's kind of creepy."

"Okay then." He sighed and then locked gazes with me. I noticed that his blue eyes softened and I was curious of whatever made him change.    

"It was two months ago." He started speaking. "It was Friday and I was just finished with my classes for that day and was getting to the main entrance when I saw you. I stopped dead in my tracks and took some time to examine you. You were in your class looking bored as hell and I found you extremely cute. You were wearing your hair down and all I wanted was to run my fingers through your beautiful dark brown locks. I couldn't see your eyes and I was extremely annoyed.Then you started writing something in your notebook and smiled. I couldn't take my eyes of you.You were so adorable and I was starring at you until the bell rang. Your features changed the moment professor walked out of classroom. You were jumping up and down from the excitement, kinda like a bunny." He chuckled.

"Then you throw yourself in the arms of purple short haired girl. Which I assume is your best friend since I always saw you two together. Since that day I couldn't stop thinking about you so I started to enquire about you. I found out everything I needed to know about you." He said with the most beautiful smile and sparkling blue eyes while I just stood there not moving or blinking completely caught off guard with everything he said. When I regained my composure I decided to play it off. 

"And how does that not make you a stalker again?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow like his little story didn't affect me at all. When in fact, it did. He found me beautiful. Me? A plain and boring girl who was being quiet and shy her entire life. A girl who was being made fun of until High School, when I changed my whole appearance from head to the toe. I started buying fashion accessories, dresses and makeup along with some other beauty products because I thought that giving myself a full makeover will get me to be accepted in society. I changed into a completely different person.

It took me a lot of time to figure out some things about me, but eventually I did.

I realized that I don't have to change myself just for benefits of others. I liked myself the way I was before this whole makeover thing. 

"I already told you. That's not stalking. Well, for me at least." Luke said in his deep and husky voice that instantly brought my attention.

"I-I should go back to my class now. I've been gone for quite a bit." I said to him.

"Do you really have to go?" He asked me with sad puppy-dog eyes.

I groaned. "Please do not look at me that way."

"Why? Can't resist me perhaps?" He asked me with his puppy-dog eyes being completely replaced by sparkling blue eyes and smirk.    

He could be so cute and yet so annoying at the same time.

"Not even in your dreams." But maybe in mine. Oh, definitely. Possible tonight. "My professor is going to find it suspicious that his student was absent for 30 minutes." I said to him hoping he would understand.

"So? That's not my problem." He said. 'Well, it's pretty much mine problem Mister' ,I thought. 

"We still didn't resolve our little problem with you stalking me." I said to him.

"I'm going to say this for the last time Princess. I'm not a stalker. There, now it's solved." Luke said a little annoyed and I couldn't stop myself from grinning.

So, he can get annoyed too? Interesting. I have to say, that is kinda cute.

"Fine then. But does this means that you'll stop stalking, pardon,observing me?" I asked him and he smiled.    

"If you promise that we will see each other again. What do you say?" He asked with a puppy-dog eyes and I couldn't bring myself to say no.

We exchanged our phone numbers and he promised he would call me later during the day. 

"Well then I guess I should be on my way. It was nice to finally meet you in person Malia. You are truly amazing and beautiful." He said with a genuine smile.

I smiled sadly at him. "You don't even know me, how can you say that I'm amazing and beautiful?" I asked quietly.

"I know you are. Trust me." He said seriously.    

I couldn't help myself so I kissed him on his right cheek and whispered into his ear. "It was nice to meet you too Luke. I hope I will get to see you soon."

With that said I hurried up to the classroom because I had no idea how long was I absent. But since the bell didn't ring yet I guess that I still had time.

I looked over my shoulder to find Luke standing where I left him completely frozen. His hand was on his cheek and his eyes were wide like sausages. I guess he didn't expect me to kiss him. I chuckled a little.    

'That was awesome Malia. Now, why are you so easy-going only with Tea, and now Luke, but so shy and quiet with others?' I asked myself.

I wasn't sure why but I think it was all about the person you talk to. 

I entered the classroom quickly and went back to my seat. Professor either didn't notice me or he choose to ignore me. I was fine with it though. Last thing I needed was a lecture and embarrassment in front of the whole class.

As I was starting to pack my belongings I turned to the glass wall just as Luke was passing by. He was probably going home after he woke up from the trance I put him into by kissing him.He turned his head in my direction and I blushed like crazy. He was probably expecting me to stare at him like I did earlier. Damn him. He smiled at me and then disappeared behind the glass wall as it came to an end.    

I turned to my left to find Tea starring at me curiously with a smirk on her lips. I rolled my eyes and leaned closer to her and whispered "Tell you later".

She was even more curious now, you could practically see it in her eyes.

At that moment the bell rang but I knew that I wasn't saved yet because Tea was coming to my house for a sleepover. 

I groaned. Couldn't I just get one day to process this and then talk about it? 

Apparently not.

I started wondering what Tea reaction will be once she hears about it but I could already imagine it.

God help me.