"Catherine Stewart, stop!"
Everything was packed. Elliot walked to Catherine and invited her to have dinner together, though she had already run away.
The louder Elliot's voice was, the faster Catherine ran.
Elliot was angry and thought to himself, "What's the matter? Doesn't she want to see me? Why? I am popular, and many girls love you, but she doesn't want to see me. Why?"
It was a real blow for Elliot. He couldn't believe Catherine hated him so much.
"Why do you run away?" asked Elliot.
He caught up with Catherine and grabbed her thin arms.
When Elliot touched Catherine's skin, he was stunned all of a sudden.
"Senior Elliot, what's the matter?" Catherine pretended to smile and asked.
"I had texted you. Do you receive it, don't you?"
"I saw it. But I am busy."
"Busy? You are a freshman, and you have no classes at night. What are you going to go now?"
"It is none of your business, senior Elliot."
