Nerves flutter in my stomach as I wait in the library for Heath. I don"t know why he agreed to meet me after all, maybe it"s the shameful begging tone of my email. I don"t want to question it too closely for fear he won"t turn up at all.
"Daphne," he says coolly.
I look up and my heart skips a beat. Why does he have this effect on me? It"d be so much easier if I could just push my feelings to the side and not think about them so much.
"Thank you for coming." The words come out stiff, and I curse myself. Why can"t I just relax a little bit? Things will be so much better if I do.
"You said we needed to meet to do our project." He pulls out the chair opposite and a little part of my heart cracks.
"We do. There"s a presentation involved and we can"t very well turn up and do that without a
