CHAPTER SIXTEEN
A little crush?
I’ve never been the kind of girl to get flustered around guys easily-well, except for Mateo, and even then, I always knew what to say. But this? This is new. I’m standing here, completely tongue-tied, because the boy in front of me looks like he just stepped off the cover of some high-end magazine. And as unfair as it sounds, he’s even hotter in person than the glimpse I caught of him back at the party yesterday. If he’s really the new transfer everyone’s whispering about, then the Three Musketeers are about to have some fierce competition on their hands.
He’s tall, lean but solid, with a smirk that says he knows exactly the effect he’s having on me and probably every other girl in a ten-mile radius. His eyes, a stormy shade of gray, watch me with a mixtu
