I caught myself as a wave of passion rushed through me. I gasped for air. What was wrong with me?

“Who is that?” I asked Kalin as I finally caught my breath.

“Ruby Smithens.” Kalin threw me a glance. “She’s an art freak. Why, you like the look of her?” He nudged me teasingly.

I didn’t respond, just stared at her.

Ruby stared back at me.

I gasped, then smiled.

She smiled right back.

I almost fainted.

“Oh my god, man. You’ve got it bad for little miss Ruby over there, don’t you?” Kalin laughed.

I didn’t even try to hide it, just nodded my head.

“I’ll take it easy on you, since you are new here.” Kalin pushed back his long blond hair.

What does he mean?

“Ruby is taken.”

“Huh? What? Why?” I stumbled through my words, staring down at my tray again.

“Uh, why do you think, idiot? Just look at her. She’s hot.”

“No. No, she’s beautiful. Just gorgeous.”

Kalin was taken aback. “Um, okay.”

“Who?”

“John Cidioa. Major art freak also. But, there’s plenty of other chicks.”

No. No there’s not.