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OLIVIA

I can feel his gaze burning into me. It has to be him. Who else would keep their eyes glued on me in the restaurant instead of minding their own business?

I turn to face the source of the stare, and my eyes meet his intense, dark honey brown eyes. I quickly look away, not wanting to hold his gaze.

“ This is stupid,” I tell myself.

Is it really stupid to be feeling this way, or am I just fooling myself? Why should I be feeling all fluttery just from meeting his eyes? That's the real stupid thing.

“He's staring at you again, isn't he?” Ashley asks, sipping her drink.

I nod, biting my lip. “ Yes, he is.”

I have no idea what's going on in Aiden's mind, but whatever it is, he needs to realize that he looks like a total creep when he stares at me like that.

It's been over a week since the whole mess. No contact, not even a text. Yet, he always seems to have his eyes glued to me, whether we're at school or he is at home with Sarah.

"What's up with Mr. Hottie? He's like a hawk, m