September 12, 2006.
Allison noticed Daniel right away in their class hall. She sat beside him and gave him a casual smile. Daniel looked at her, and whatever made him sad last night instantly vanished.
"You're back! The nerdy heiress," Daniel whispered. "Until when?"
"I don't want to draw special attention here. I don't care if it's Dad's. I prefer to be called a nerd," Allison replied with a smile.
"Anyway, that was great. I was left speechless—the dance."
Allison looked at Daniel. "That was indeed memorable.”
But then, Marcus stepped in, sliding into the seat in front of them to stare directly into Allison's face. “Hmmm, where were you yesterday? I missed you, honestly.”
Allison flinched, a wave of disgust rolling over her.
"Marcus, do you have a death wish?” Daniel warned.
