Yikers.

Uh oh.

Did you feel that?

No, of course I didn't it's impossible!

Oh shoot... maybe yeah a little bit.

Annabeth Curtis had stopped listening to her twin sister Anabella. She was droning on and on about a new outfit that she had bought the previous day. Annabeth was excited for her, really, but was suddenly distracted by the sudden feeling in her stomach.

Christopher caught her eye again. This was the 10th time today.

He wore a dark leather jacket and a green tshirt that matched his eyes. His dark hair was ruffled, but yet perfectly messy. He grinned in her direction.

Whoa.

"Annabeth? Hello? Are you even listening to me?" Bella snapped her fingers infront of her face.

I blinked her eyes, "Oh, um, yes of course... I was just, um..."

Bella looked in the direction I was just staring at, "Wait a minute, were you looking at Chris Andrews?"

I blushed and started fiddling with my fingers, "No, of course not. I--"

"Well I don't blame you, he's hot." She smirked.

"Bella!!" my face broke into a small grin, "He's right there!"

"Yeah I can see that... oh and looks like he's looking at you too."

"No he is not, he's probably looking at the... sky or something."

Bella raised her eyebrow, "Yeah, right the sky. Why don't you talk to him?"

"I- well-I," I sputtered, "I don't even know him!"

She stood up from the school steps, "Yeah, sure you do, we go to school with him."

"Yeah, but we hardly talk and I.. er." Annabeth had run out of excuses. "You can't make me."

Bella rolled her eyes, "Don't have to."

"Oh, why's that?" I asked half-jokingly.

"Because he's coming this way."

Sure enough, Chris Andrews was coming, jacket and all.

Oh dear.