Angela’s P.O.V
Matt practically followed me around the entire day.
During our shared classes, every break in between and lunch time.
“I’m not leaving you alone until you admit that we have chemistry,” he smirked.
God, he looked so handsome!
“Arguing all the time isn’t chemistry, Matt.” I retorted, with narrowed eyes.
Even though I didn’t want to admit it, he was right.
We had a lot in common.
Like our fiery passion for our beliefs, and the stubbornness too.
“If there was no chemistry whatsoever, we’d have nothing to argue about.” He grinned, enjoying the debate too much to let go.
I rolled my eyes and walked away from him.
The day was over and it was time for me to head back to the dorm.
“Look, this is simple, Angela.” He grabbed my arm and brought me to a stop.
“We gra
