Why? Why had she chosen Charleston high, aside from the fact that it was the most popular school in Charleston and almost the only school everyone wanted to go to but then again, she could have gone anywhere else, anywhere he could avoid the epic torture of having to sit beside her. Everyday. For a year.
God he couldn't even begin to think through the horror.
when she fallen majestically through the door into the class like a train wreck, he'd felt his heart jerk. Right after he'd laughed his heads off deep within. She was such a klutz. And incredibly cute klutz. He loved the way her lips curved into that soft twinkly smile of hers, the way she moved, as though she was a sinking time bomb, the way she looked. Like a lost kitty. An incredibly beautiful kitty.
Seeing her up close by barely a feet apart had left him shocked, throbbing with the insane urge to just sink his teeth in and take her right there and then, daring the consequences. He'd had to clench his hand into a fist to hold back the urge to grab her neck and sink his teeth deep into her. And her scent. He didn't even want to get started on her scent. that fresh stream of roses and flowers and every other thing in between flew right into his brain, messing with every cord and every fibre. When he'd read that duet poem with her every word'd touched his heart, spreading to every icy layer there was. Then she'd reached out for his arm, driving him colossally nuts. He'd stared at her through the school gardens at the cafeteria, trying to get constant wet thoughts of her off his mind all to no avail. He tried to wipe her image off her face but it only made her stick longer. the feelings were growing stronger and he knew. He had to do something about it.
He had to leave Charleston.
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