Especially when that guy is Desoto Alcaeus.

This guy is hot as all nine circles of hell, and considering this is inside my head I have absolutely no fear about admitting it.

I've been going to the same school as this kid for about three years now. Never once spoken to him. Don't get ahead of yourself though, I don't have a crush on him. I just happen to be a very observant guy. Who is also gay. With an extreme weakness against any attractive guy. (Unless he's a douche, even I have standards.) 

Anyway, moving on.

"Are you new here?" ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

"No." Look at me, putting the moves on him. I'm so smooth.

The confused look on his face almost has me running for the hills but the current anxiety I'm going through has paralyzed me.

"Really? I've never seen you before." Maybe I'm morosexual, because this boy is not observant in the slightest.

I guess letting Kay dress me up had it's perks. She insisted on it since it's the first day of our senior year. I'm wearing a corset, that was one thing I didn't have any input on at all but it's surprisingly comfortable.

Other than that I'm wearing high waisted olive green jeans with a cream colored blouse and a navy jacket. I feel like I should be slightly embarrassed that my sisters clothes fit me so well. 

I'm not complaining though.

Once I manage to get out of my own head for a moment I study his face, chestnut brown hair that curls around his ears and at the nape of his neck, amber eyes that turn blue in the center and tanned skin. Pretty boys will always be my weakness.

Looking back to his eyes I notice that we've been staring at each other for a while and gather my things quickly.

Gotta blast.

I make my way to the school and I feel Desoto's stare at my lower back, at least I think it's my lower back.

If it isn't I'm not complaining but-

Oh stars, I gotta run. The shrill sound of our warning bell rings through my ears painfully and I make my way to homeroom as quick as possible.