Third-person's P.O.V.
Drive from Gala was pretty quiet. Girls were sitting on opposite sides of the car, both looking through the car window.
Dušica has so much on her mind. All night played in her head over and over again. Every touch, every smile, every laugh... What is wrong with her!? Why does she always get lost in a specific pair of icy blue eyes? Why her heart melts whenever their hands touched. When Sam's lips rest on Dušica's cheek, she felt eruption in her stomach. Just on that thought, Dušica's cheek gets reddish color.
"Miss, we are here," Willy said, breaking river of thoughts in Dušica's head. She just nodded and was ready to walk out when she saw the girl next to her who didn't even move.
Sam was in deep thoughts as well. The same thoughts were running on her mind the wh
