There are three things I knew for certain: I failed my third period test, Steven Hempfield was absent, and the likelihood of getting Charles alone was slim to none because of his outstanding popularity.
Approaching him during class wasn't an option for obvious reasons, Catia clung to him in the hallways between classes, and he sat with a huge group of jocks during lunch. I kept watching him, trying to find a way to get closer to him, and our eyes just seemed to keep meeting. His would narrow, mine would widen. Then he'd look away.
At lunch, though, as he ate, his eyes kept coming back to me.
Seated with Kiki and Addison and a very quiet Ash, I hadn't tried to hide who I was looking at. There was no point in trying to be sneaky about it at this point. If I wasn't obvious enough, I
