Chapter 19

The smell is woodsy with another scent that I can't decipher. Is it mint? Cinnamon? I'm not sure, either way, it's addicting and make's me slightly light headed. And If I thought the smell couldn't get any stronger, it does. It forces me face Anna again and scan the cluster of students making their way to class. That's when I catch sight of golden brown hair. Not to mention, bulging muscles. It's not hard to notice him from the crowd of scrawny teenage boys, he sticks out like a sore thumb. Anna clutches my arm, digging her nails into my flesh. "That's him, Ronnie, that's him!" She squeals. I know, I think and stare after him as Ms. J falls into step with him. She pushes a paper into his hands and says something that makes him laugh. That silky laugh. And slowly, still with a smile on his face, his eyes land on me. My breath halts in my breath and I probably appear to be a deer caught in head lights. His grin