Anastasia
I don't know how, but Eleanor suddenly has started behaving differently. The first time we met, there was an angry frown on his face only God knows why. Yesterday, when my scooter and his motorbike collided, he was still the same. There was arrogance and I-am-the-boss-here kind of attitude was there within him. Let's not start with him telling me what I am allowed to keep my belongings in that locker and what not. Why the hell I will bring fancy or pink clothes to school? Why does he always remind me that our school isn't a ramp for the catwalk? Do I look like a cheerleader material? Even if I am, I would rather join the basketball team over being a cheerleader. But in the way, he scared me last night in that mall and then hugged me, trying to stop me from crying, I couldn't hel
