―Nathan Gregg―
I pissed her, totally. It wasn't my plan but, this smart mouth of mine keeps on making her annoyed. I picked up the pages of the book and stood giving it to her. Her eyes are burning into mine. She is scary yet fiercer and seductive. I wink at her that makes her scoff in disgust. I sat back on my seat.
'Okay, good afternoon everyone! So, have you heard about the play that we are going to do? Well, the school paper had finished the script, so here it is!' she lifted the book. 'Each one of you had roles. You will be the star of the night. Then other students from detention will join us and they will be our props man.'
Okay, I don't know why I enter this class. But I don't want to be in play. All I wanted to do is paint, sketch, and portrait.
'The title of our play will be Love Under Blue Moon.' She said with a little drama.
'Harris...' Zoë murmurs. I was paying attention to her that's why. She blocks our mind link and I can't contact her through telepathy.
