It was like the world was swept out from under me and all though this wasn't exactly a new feeling, I knew in seconds that this time it wasn't my fault. However instead of falling forward like Kyla had intended for me, my awkward ass fell sideways straight into the jocks lunch table. My food flew over multiple faces as my body landed across something. And as I looked down I realised...it wasn't a bench stool. My eyes flew up in a hurry, my face on fire as my hazel orbs connected with ice-blue. Oh god let this be a dream; a nightmare! Not him! Anyone but him! "Well...I'm sorry Anaya am I in your way or something? Or did you just want to sit in my lap?" Hazen grinned down at me suggestively. Just let me crawl in a hole and die now...please? ___________ Anaya Fair the schools Sir-Clutsurlot, an ordinary girl when it comes to most aspects; except for her uncanny ability to end up in awkward positions or injurying herself accidentally. These are the things she seems to excel with. Hazen Cain the resident smooth talking dream boat. Star setter on the volleyball team, and a face that sends most girls into a day dream about the guy with a single glance. What could a guy like him ever see in a girl like her? When a clumsy student falls in love with a smooth classmate usually nothing comes of it, but in this case will her harmless crush be able to become something more? (In the process of heavy editing) (This is my original story and the art work is done by my friend Rosedraws092 check her out on Facebook and Instagram)