it,” I said and held up the rock. I hid the paper under my thigh. Had no idea why I was hiding it. I just did. Randy inspected it and grumbled. Then he looked out of the window. His head darting from side to side. “Don’t see anyone out there,” he said and leaned against the wall. I shook my head and put my underwear on. “You’re just going to leave?” he asked and grabbed my wrist. “Yes, think I’ve had enough fun for one night. I’m going back to the dorm,” I said and pulled my arm away. “You’re not even wondering who the fuck broke my window?” I shrugged. “Probably one of your friends messing around with you.” I finished dressing and grabbed my purse, still squeezing the piece of paper in my hand. “None of my friends would do this. Fine, go ahead,” he said and held his hand out to the door. Hurrying downstairs, I avoided his parents and walked out to my car. Rain drops started to splash the windshield when I reached the university. I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes for a brief moment. Randy was going to be pissed. Probably blame me for making another excuse to get out of sex. I balled my fists. Well, he could get over it. Maybe everyone got it wrong. Maybe it was better to be alone. Remembering the piece of paper, I opened it. Then I knitted my brows together. ‘Stay away from her!’ The words ran over in my head. Okay, maybe it wasn’t one of Randy’s friends. I don’t have many, so who the hell wrote this? Possible the messenger got the wrong house. That had to be it. No one would be jealous of Randy for going out with me. Right? I shrugged it off and walked towards the dorms. As I pulled my keys out I noticed Danny sitting on a bench with his gray hoodie pulled over his head. The moment he looked up, I froze. Those light blue eyes always seemed to catch me unaware. I blushed and nodded. “Hi,” I stammered. He licked the corner of his lip and nodded back. Probably surprised I said anything. “Hi,” he said back. Calm and composed as usual. I’ve known Danny since we were kids. We used to be close, but that all changed when we hit high school. It was all my fault to. I tried to fit in with the rest of our peers and in the process pushed him away. He’d never know how much I missed him. I shook past memories away and looked down. Then I walked away quickly before I made an even bigger ass of myself. I don’t know what possessed me to talk now all of a sudden. Not like we could start over. There was also the fact that Danny was gorgeous. No longer the small nerdy boy I grew up with. He was a good six three. His face filled out nicely with a strong jaw and perfect nose. Not to mention those kissable lips. He was flawless and I was nothing but flawed. Everyone would see us and wonder why the hell a hot guy like him would choose a plain and overweight girl like me. I walked to my dorm, showered and slumped in the bed. Luckily my roommate was out, so I’d be guaranteed a good night of sleep. I washed, got into bed and closed my eyes. *** The next night in English I sat down in my usual seat and raised an eyebrow when Danny took the one next to me. Odd, he usually sat in the back. As his eyes traveled over me he flushed. What’s that about? I opened my mouth to speak but shut-up when the professor started to lecture. Drumming my fingers on the desk, I glanced at the clock. Time seemed to move like molasses. It was always like with late classes. Danny took notes and refrained from looking at me again. Tick. Tock. Finally, the professor stopped and ended class five minutes early. I hurried and packed my things and left the classroom. That’s great. Running away again. Something I was good at. Why was it so damn hard to face him? As I walked down the hall towards the science building a hand gripped my arm and tugged me backwards. My eyes widened as I turned to face the culprit. “Danny?” I asked and took a deep breath. What the hell