MAYA
My heart was doing that stupid fluttery thing again as I leaned across the desk toward Nicole, my voice dropping to a whisper like we were sharing state secrets.
The classroom buzz was a dull hum around us- chairs scraping, someone laughing too loud at the back…. but all I could focus on was him. Tristan.
“I swear, Nic, the way he looked at me yesterday? Like he actually saw me. Not just the quiet girl but a woman.” My cheeks warmed just saying it out loud. Tristan with his messy dark hair, those intense eyes that always seemed to carry a storm behind them, and the way his voice got all low and teasing when he talked to me. God, I was gone.
Nicole grinned, flipping her hair over one shoulder, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Oh my god, Maya, you are so whipped. What, you imag
