Cherry's POV
It was a Sunday morning, and Cheryl had already left with Sebastian so that they could celebrate her birthday.
My mind kept replaying last night like a fever dream. Was it his eyes, his words, his charm? I didn't know. But if he could charm someone as picky as me, then he was a real player.
Or was he not?
''Arghh!'' I groaned, stuffing my head into the pillow.
I couldn't believe I was going to spend a beautiful Sunday thinking about a green-eyed, creepy man.
But he was just inviting me to be his partner to the graduation party, right? It's not a date.
Or was it?
I groaned again for the nth time. I was not someone who spent too much of her time thinking, especially when it came to men. What was it about him that I did not want to reject him immediately?
My Nokia cellphone rang, causing my chain of thoughts to break.
'Broody Brat'
''Why is he calling me?''
''Hello?''
''Is Rosie there yet?'' came Sebastian's voice from the other side.
I frowned.
