Stop worrying." I snapped and she smiled. I grabbed the lace Target bronze shoulder bag that I carried around and slipped it over my shoulder, placing...the strap in between my breasts and we walked out. I walked down the hallway past the other students that headed into the changing rooms and adjusted my Denim shorts and my Nordstrom white blouse before we went into the abnormally large gym. When we went in, about one hundred students were already sitting down, texting, talking, flirting or. A young man looks over my black gate, and stares for a second. It was actually kind of pleasant. I walked over to the black gate, and opened it for him. I noticed he had no shirt on, but really nice abs, and was holding a blue towel with some green swim trunks on. This boy was too handsome to hang with me. I don't think poorly of myself, I just know who my type of people are. We swam without talking for a minute. He broke out of his shell by asking what my name was. "Ella," I. ’ ‘Then you should leave her in peace with the person she was matched with, and focus on learning to love the girl you were paired with.’ The interminable silence stretched between them as the grey-eyed boy stared down at the leafy ground and Lenei watched the way his hair blew across his forehead in the breeze. At last he said, ‘What if she wasn’t matched with anyone?’ Lenei’s heart sped up, beating double time as she realized what he’d been saying all along, what she’d been too dim to put. It has become a game for her. She is toying with me. I take out my phone and look at it. I see her number and push the send button. her phone starts to ring and she answers it. She realizes it is me and laughs. “ Why are you calling me?" she asks me with as she looks at her phone. “I was just checking to see if it was your number you called me from.” I say with a laugh. She does not find it amusing. “ You do not trust me enough to ask me if I you have my number, you have to check and see.” She.