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five
minutes. I had to practically pry him off of me. Saying it out loud
though I guess that could be in line with how old I’m going to be
too.” I sighed and stared into space for a moment to rethink their
actions over the past few days. They were different versus what was
considered normal in our home, but not so far off base that I
should have been suspicious of anything drastic to surprise me.
They both shared the expectant gleam in their stares though and
that slight fear of my impending birthday I’m guessing.
    “Come to think of it, they are acting
like I am going to turn sixteen and move out or leave them. Or
maybe they’re planning to send me away. Oh! I never thought about
that. Gran sent my mom away for a year when she turned sixteen; she
sent her off to boarding school somewhere. You don’t think they
would do that to me too do you?” Suddenly I was choking with alarm.
Could it be possible? Would they really send their only daughter
away to boarding school? I’d been such a good child in comparison
to my classmates. I never whined or asked for anything above a
weekly Barnes and Noble visit. I was open regarding my activities
and life events. I talked to my mom instead of hiding away in
seclusion like most teenage girls.
    “Calm down Lex. I’m sure you’re
overreacting. Your parents wouldn’t send you away. These are
different times than the one your mom grew up in. I don’t even know
of any boarding schools that still exist. Plus you’re their only
daughter and no offense but you’re so not cut out for the whole
Catholic school from afar thing.” She must have seen the worry
lines that covered my forehead because she quickly added, “Ok. So
maybe they could send you off to boarding school but I really don’t
think they will. And if they do then I will personally harass them
every single day until they bring you back.” She shuddered. “I
don’t even want to think about life here without you!”
    “Thanks.” I couldn’t help but smile at
the thought of it.
    I flipped through a few more pages
sipping my coffee frappuccino between glances. It took me a moment
of utter silence to recognize the strange feeling that came over
me. It felt like someone was watching me. I looked up and scanned
the nearby tables but found nothing out of the ordinary. There were
no wondering eyes in our direction. I quickly gave up and returned
to my fashion guide.
    “That new kid is so strange,” Mel
interrupted.
    “Who are you talking about?” I asked
while shaking my head in confusion.
    “The new kid. You know the one from
Spanish class. He’s sitting over there in the corner.” She tilted
her head with a quick nod in his direction.
    I turned to look at him and
immediately blushed. It was the same guy from the hall and English
who, as Mel just pointed out, also shared Spanish class with us. It
was the one who’d haunted my mind randomly throughout the day and
even moments ago. He was a quiet guy from the little I’d observed;
he didn’t interact with any of the other kids, and aside from the
whole tortured soul vibe, he was a good-looking guy. He stood at
nearly six feet with dark brown hair. His eyes, again, the same
bright green as my mother’s, though hers hinted towards hazel and
his were more emerald. His jaw was taught and sharp in angle but
not offensive or too direct. There was just something about him
that drew me to him; something about him that I couldn’t shake or
resist.
    I started drifting into a daydream
while my eyes lay fixated on him. He must have felt my gaze because
he lifted his head and peered directly at me. There was no
hesitation in his move as if he had a sixth sense. After one second
of a locked glance I returned to Mel.
    “Yea. He’s definitely weird,” Mel
mumbled.
    “Maybe he’s just shy. It’s his first
week; cut him some slack,” I offered. I couldn’t believe I was
defending him. I didn’t even know him, hadn’t even said so much as
‘hi,’ and was already