There's barely anything to do during my lunch break. I honestly thought that the three of us are going to spend it altogether, but they've got their class schedule filled to the brim. Their lunch break isn't until an hour from now, and I got a book club meeting ten minutes before my break is over. Hold up... some blonde is coming my frontal view. Better hide this - I don't want a stranger peeping in on my privacy.

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"Hey there princess," that teeth flash won't get me flirting back.

The blonde apparently is a football jock. He's got his sides of his head shaved, leaving a mohawk-like hair in between. I don't know what that mens hairstyle is called; I'm not good with those. So yeah, he's the typical blonde jock with handsome, blue eyes. Yes...I'm looking straight into his eyes.

"Anyone there?"

I can definitely hear you, you beautiful humane creature. Uh....thank god I didn't said that out loud. Gosh, what am I thinking? I'm not ready to date this early in college!!

"Am I gonna have to find a tickle spot - "

"Oh no," I yelled. "Don't you dare!"

I interrupted him, knowing dang well that I don't want him to touch me - especially my tickle spot! How dare he? I don't even wanna know him now..

"Just trying to get your attention," he rolled his eyes and yawned.

"As if your hotness isn't enough," I did NOT just blurted that out!

"Oh?"

I did just blurted that out... Oh, the heavy pain of embarrassment that came rushing down, heating up my ENTIRE BODY!! I'm not ready for this. I'm not ready to hear what he has to say next.... OH GOD!!! He's leaning in closer to me! What do I do!?!

"Ah," I hear myself shriek as I failed to back away from him.

He laughs at me at the view that I am TOTALLY DRENCHED! Ugh, the pain he is! I should not have chosen to sit by the water fountain in the middle of the quad.

"Mademoiselle," he came back to normal, calm. "Grab my hand."

I lift my arm up and part ways of my wet hair away from my face. I blew raspberries and showed him how annoyed I am. I'm just glad that no one else saw this mishaps.

"Be Charming and show me where to dry off."

"Tell me your name first, dearie," and he's impersonating Rumplestiltskin.

"Alliah," I calmly responded. "Alliah Rochefort."

"Ah, you're the new girl."

Obviously, and so are Anthony and Noelle. He didn't seem to care as I know he probably only focused on my name. I try not to think too much as he has been lending me a hand for a short while now. I took a grasp of his wrist, got out of the fountain all drenched from head to toe. I look down and see most of my belongings drenched as well. Thank the peanut butter God that my electronics are safe and sound from my other bag.

"What're you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking that you should shut up!"

"Then how will you find a place for you to dry off?"

"Touché," points to him. "You quietly show me where it is."

I try to grab all of my belongings, but I only took those of the wet ones. Jerkface here beat me to it and took my only dry bag. Wait...

"How about you? I don't know your name."

"That you'll figure out on your own," winking at me won't do much.

"Seriously, who are you?"

"You're smart," he complimented. "You'll figure it out soon enough."

Handsome jerkface over here may have a point again. I'll know I'll be seeing him again - other than him being popular as he is a football player. I clearly wasn't aware of my surroundings until I stumbled and face planted on his soft, warm, muscular body.

"Hmm," I couldn't help myself but pleasingly sniff out the cologne.

"Uh," oh darn hares, "are you...smelling me?"

I took a step back too quickly that I almost tripped on nothing but my own two feet. I'm so clumsy today, but jerkface here keeps on rescuing me. He held me in a tight embrace, like the one position stance in dancing. He then fixed my posture, standing me back up. I got the cold chills just staring into his ocean abyss when he was also looking into my black abyss. Uncertain of what'll happen next, I interrupted the gaze and look around. We're at the showers.

"None of us are here right now, so feel free to roam around in a towel while waiting for your clothes to dry."

I can see it in his eyes that he wanted to kiss me. He just up and left me in here at the showers. Though happy that he respects this kind of privacy, I couldn't just let him wait outside. I went out of the showers and saw him long gone. But how? He was just here a few seconds ago. I don't even know his name yet.

All of that doesn't matter as what I hear outside bothers me...