>>-----------♥----------- **Ari’s POV**
I’m sitting in my final period, lightly tapping my pencil eraser on my notebook. My mind is everywhere but here, and I can’t wait to go home. The girl sitting to my right is chewing her bubblegum like a pig chews cud. The incessant lip-smacking is breaking me out of my thoughts. All day today, I have been replaying my dream of Kai last night. Pure and utter confusion consumes me because I don’t know this guy. But for some reason, he feels so familiar to me, as if he is someone I knew in the past or am somehow connected to. I was so frazzled this morning that I put mismatched socks on; thankfully, my high-top tennis shoes cover the embarrassing mistake. I
