CHAPTER NINE

Avilla's pov Today is the third day since I saw him, I wasn't going to waste time anymore thinking of him. I was going to spend more time plotting ways to get him to like me, with all the new clothes and new styled hair. I think I was on the right path. However, I am not ready to go to school yet, I am not ready to see him and definitely not ready to face being the only new student in the middle of a semester. I was relieved that I was not stuck on my parent's death or would I ever try to self- impose imprisonment on my emotions. The truth is I don't think I will ever be my old self again, my old self was a quiet little mouse who was afraid of letting her hair down and enjoying what life had to offer. After coming to this place and seeing him, I just feel different inside now. I feel changes that I have never felt before, it is like something clicked between the both of us. Whenever I think of him, I feel my stomach is being trampled on by herds of full grown elephants. That is how