I reach for Luke's hand with a feeling of enthusiasm, even though I looked completely composed from the outside.
I can't get past his smile, or the way his eyes watched me.
When his skin made contact with mine– for the first time – I felt a strange explosion in my body, shockwaves seemingly traveling through my body with a speed of light at the small contact.
And I'm left asking myself what this feeling is. Growing up, I've never had the luxury of liking anyone, or caring for them in a way that gives me these kinds of feelings.
"I'm Vivian." I reply him, letting go of his hand as quickly as I took it. Which is strange, because for a moment there just before taking his hand, I could've sworn I wouldn't have let go.
"It's nice to meet you, Vivian." He says with a smile that is slowly
