Franceska was pulling her hair back into a loose bun while staring at the Christmas tree that she had just finished decorating at the corner of the classroom. Across from her, Alex was leaning against the window, surreptitiously stealing glances her way.
"You need to go to her," Daniel's voice whispered behind him. "She obviously needs your help."
Well, perhaps not that surreptitiously after all.
Alex elbowed his stomach and he grunted.
"Wuss," he heard Daniel hiss and a corner of his lips lifted.
"Meddling bastard," he mumbled, straightening from the window and moving to leave the classroom.
"You're obviously pining for her," Daniel said as he walked beside him, clapping him on the back. If it was a smaller, weaker guy, Daniel would have sent him reeling from the force of that han
