ANTHONY’S POV
Nothing was okay!
My life was no longer mine. It was being highjacked by incessant thoughts of someone that was, in a sense, forbidden.
I had never had an earworm mess with my thinking abilities the way this forbidden attraction towards Blake had done so. I was constantly thinking of him – in the shower, at night while I was sleeping, when he was with Crystal having lunch, even while Mr. Cornell droned on about the American Civil War!
Today was just like every other torturous day in the universe where Blake and I existed in the same plane. We were having lunch in the cafeteria like we usually did, Dante telling a nasty joke, Luke’s face a permanent scowl, Blake looking like the sun god, while my very humble self tried not to drool over him, when something happened that re
