My heart froze. Everything else around us faded away and suddenly I was imprisoned. The fact that my parents were right next to me became meaningless, as did the presence of the other ten people. His dusky eyes seared through me and I felt trapped to do anything else but stare right back. Every nerve ending in my body was tense. The thought of how good I looked sprung to my mind and I unconsciously smoothed down my dress. But Parker wasn't looking there. His eyes, like stormy oceans, remained looking at mine, into mine. Somehow, I knew he didn't care about how nice my eye makeup looked, either.
His face had remained totally serene, totally quiescent and nonchalant, and soon his eyes calmed to match. Once they did, they briskly met with my parents before he made his way over to us.
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