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I fought the urge to turn around and look into the forest green eyes that I could feel boring into the back of my head. I forced myself to take a seat and face the front of the classroom.

Despite my best efforts, I found myself unable to focus on the history lecture. Everytime I tried to tune in, I could not escape the feeling of being watched. It was as if someone's eyes were boring into the back of my head. I knew it was silly to think it was Romeo but I couldn't help but feel that it was him. I felt a tingling sensation all over my body.

"Ivy Young," Mr Mark called out my name, jolting me out of my thoughts.

I looked up at him. "Y..yes, sir?" I stuttered.

His eyebrows lifted. "You came in late, and you've been staring off into space instead of focusing on what I'm teaching. I've already spoken to you about your grades dropping. The SAT is coming up, and you need to get your head in the game." He snapped.

I swallowed a gulp down my throat, feeling my cheeks flush. "I'm sorry, si