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he amused by me or did he just have an annoying smirk that I found charming and maddening all at the same time.
    Shutting the locker, I moved to evade him. He shifted his unlaced boots in front of my path obstructing my escape.
    “What’s your deal?” I asked, sharper than intended and ended up running a nervous hand through my hair. My emotions around him reminded me of a pinball machine, bouncing from one side to another – up, down, left, right.
    His smile only widened. “You’re the only person I know.” He had an arrogant confidence about him. In his stance, the way he was sure of himself. Of course I would find that endearing as well. “I figured you could help…to find my next class,” he replied at my confused look and gestured to the bag on my shoulder.
    I snorted. “You’re actually going to class today?” My disbelief was real. I wasn’t sure what to expect from him or if we’d even meet again. My school was the only high school in town and fairly large, there were plenty of kids I didn’t even know. Also I didn’t have the best social skills.
    He moved a little bit closer to me, shutting out more of the activity hustling the halls. “It seemed like the best way to see you again, unless you plan on skipping out again…” His voice had dropped but lost none of its huskiness.
    Had he just said he had wanted to see me again? My brain couldn’t process the idea. Skirting over what my mind couldn’t believe I asked the obvious question, clearing my throat. “What class do you have next?”
    “Ummm…” He pulled out a crumbled-up slip of white paper from the back pocket of his jeans. It was impossible not to notice how good he looked in them. He was dressed pretty much the same as yesterday, dark clothing that looked impeccable on him. “What period is it?” he asked.
    “Third,” I replied, perplexed by his lack of interest. If he didn’t know what period it was, what was he even doing here?
    He unraveled his class schedule looking for third period. I couldn’t help but notice how a stray lock fell over his eyes when he bent to read the slip. My fingers itched to brush it back from his face. “Looks like I have chemistry. Room C102.” He read off the schedule, ignoring the midnight strand of hair.
    “ Great ,” I replied a tad sarcastic. Wasn’t that just my luck? It also happened to be my next class.
    He raised his studded eyebrow at me.
    “It’s my next class.” I echoed my own thoughts. Turning to head towards the C hall, he followed in step beside me, not missing a beat.
    “Chemistry… this should be interesting.”
    Glancing sideways I narrowed my eyes. He held my gaze with the promise of secret he was unwilling to divulge. There was no doubt he understood my irritation. The longer I stared at the blue of his iris, the faster my heart speed and the fireflies zoomed in my stomach.
    “You have such unusual eyes,” he finally stated. The husky dark texture of his voice lulled over me and seriousness shone in his eyes. A contrast to the teasing quality I’d gotten use to from him.
    Stunned at what sounded like another compliment, especially since I had been admiring his eyes. I could have said the same about his, if my tongue wasn’t tied in knots. We had yet to break contact.
    As fate would have it, he ended up saving be from yet another disaster. My focus was entirely on him and in rationalizing the incident, it boiled down to really being his fault. Fortunately for me, he was more aware of our surroundings – but utterly embarrassing for the one who was supposed to be leading us to class.
    I all but walked into one of the pillars edging the entrance to C hall. He casually placed a hand at the small of my back and gracefully on his part glided me around the pillar. The contact of his hand on my back broke the staring spell and incited an all new set of excitement. Tingling sensations like tiny shooting stars burst throughout me. The intensity of it brought me back inside