First love is the most beautiful thing that can ever happen to one's life. It is the result of deep-seated holiness and feelings. But what happens when this first feeling got rejected even before you can address it?  "Maestro, dovresti smetterla di bere adesso. Hai già bevuto più di quanto puoi sopportare 

"Perché stai chiamando adesso? ( Why are you calling now? )" Imogen asked in a cold tone Madam Marino sighed thinking *WHAT I'M GONNA DO WITH THIS KID. STILL COLD AS ALWAYS.* 

"Since when you two know each other?" Ryan asked coldly, paused, and rephrased himself shaking his head as he proceeded on how rude he was sounding," I mean to say how did you two meet?"  Imogen didn't want to explain anything to anyone, but he has to. As Madam Marino was curious to know about it as well. If it wasn't for Madam Marino then Imogen wouldn't have given a damn to anyone else. He parted his lips and before he can start pouring his heart out, Maze intervened and began to state, "It's a long story. I don't think Young Mcmaster would have that much free time to listen,"  Ryan didn't say anything, but his face darkened with shame and ire. "I think she is right. Besides I need to talk to the boyz. Can we kindly leave and let this belle donne to talk alone," Mr. Mcmaster ended his verse with a wink at Maze and veronica. and in turn, they just smiled awkwardly.

"You got up early today. What's the matter? Can't sleep?" Imogen asked sweetly. Maze didn't respond, just sat straight rubbing her eyes against her palm trying to evade the drowsiness, and then looked at Imogen. 

"Ryan,"  He increased his walking speed as soon as he heard the sound of his name being called from behind.The farther he went, the sharper voice calling behind by his name was approaching him.