"Hmm, I'm starting to think you're following me Bella..." A deep voice spoke behind me, causing me to jump for the second time that day.
I whip around to face the eyes that have been haunting me in my dreams since the first day I saw them. His intense stare and laid back stance against the lockers made me doubt if my heart was still beating.
"So you're the new kid?"
"I'm glad we can establish relations." He said with no hint of emotion, just staring into my eyes,watching my every move. The hallway felt darker and quieter than ever.
"What's your name?" I blurt out, hating the tension between us.
"Why would you want to know something like that?" He tilted his head and the corner of his mouth lifted, almost a smirk.
"You're not a very giving person, are you?"
"Maybe I just don't like to give out personal information to strangers."
"You know my name..." I trailed off as he lazily sauntered over to me . He was close enough to touch. I itched to stroke his face, yet I felt as if my arm was frozen to my side.
"Yes I do," he said as his hand came in contact with my cheek and I stopped breathing, "but trust me, you don't want to know anything about me."
Isabella Matthews is the kind of girl that everyone thinks they have figured out. It's easy to say she has a perfect life.
Except she doesn't. She has tried to make something feel right ever since it went wrong.
Just when she is about to give up and settle, there's a new kid in town. And for once, he makes everything feel right. Even though every muscle in her body tells her not to get involved, she just can't help it.
...and she'll just have to accept it.