part 1
who are you ? that was what i thought when i looked into that pair of dark blue eyes i promised never to fall for.
daniel james seavey. president of the hockey team, tall, muscular, probably everything a girl wanted in her guy.
i find stares from him and his best friend, jack as i walked into the classroom.
jack robert avery. the guy i kissed last friday at the club. meant probably nothing. i never liked him, he never liked me. we were drunk.
what do you want from me ? i rolled my eyes. class ended. i walked over to me locker and opened it, and a small note fell out. i picked it up. "art studio, at lunch time. meet me there"
was probably my best friend, rosie.
nope it was nothing i expected.
