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I wondered if Taylor could read minds. I had spent the last fifteen minutes trying to send her a telepathic message, saying how much I hated her. She was sitting across from me, cuddling with Chad and not showing any kind of response to my psychic significance. I looked at Chad and understood that I actually wanted to kill him as well. I wanted to kill Taylor for setting me up on a blind date, forcing me to go by bringing up old stuff from our past that I, according to her, owed her for. I wanted to kill Chad for finding the world's most irritating guy possible to set me up with. Two seconds after Taylor and I walked in to the bar and had said hi to them, I realized how extremely annoying he was when he tried to make awkward jokes and only could talk about himself. He had the worst tics too, like the love of talking about himself in third person, and the fact that he stuck his tongue out every time he laughed just creeped me out. I had downed the first drink I ordered in the blink of an eye just to see if I could tolerate him more, but three drinks later he just seemed even more annoying.

"Taylor, did you say you had to use the restroom?" I interrupted Rob, my blind date, in the middle of his story about how he went to Russia once and all the girls there were all over him and turned to Taylor instead.

I very much hoped that she could read my signals and just agree and escape with me for a while. I mean, I couldn't go to the bathroom for the third time in twenty minutes, that would be a little suspicious, but Taylor had yet to go.

"Uhm, no…" She said and looked at me weirdly.

I wanted to kill her. Before I killed myself, I would definitely kill her.

I forced myself to turn back to Rob, and plaster a smile on my face, just in time as my next drink arrived. I grabbed it and gulped it down quickly. Three dry martinis and two strawberry margaritas were much more than I usually drank.

"Wow, you are really thirsty tonight, huh?" Rob said and grinned. "Hope you can save some room for dessert though" he added, and leaned back in his chair and stroke his chest gently. He started to chuckle with his tongue stuck out as always when he was laughing.

I didn't know what to say, so I just stared at him. He was disgusting, and I had to get away. I didn't care if I was rude or not, so I decided to just get up and walk away.

I forgot my purse at the table so leaving the place was out of the question. All I could do was going to the bathroom and lock myself in for a long time. I sat there in the dark, feeling nauseas and dizzy, trying to figure out a perfect escape plan. My plan existed of getting up from the dirty tile floor and walk out of the door, but that was it.

I knew I would have to get back there eventually, so I decided to leave my secret hideout place and make my way back to our table, but right when I walked out of the bathroom, I ran in to someone else and got knocked back in to the bathroom. For a second, before I stabilized myself by grabbing a hold of the sink next to me, I thought that this was God way of telling me to stay away from Rob, but when I saw who knocked me over I knew that it was far from reality.

"Oh… Gabriella!" The familiar man said and locked at me with a worried expression on his face.

I scoffed at him. "I'm surprised you even know my name, Mr. Bolton"

His blue eyes were staring at me and he looked really confused. "Why is that?"

I cleared my throat and looked nervously around me. No one was in sight; it was just him and me standing there in the doorway to the bathroom. "Well, you ignored me in class, so I just figured that you probably hit your head on your way home from walking me home that one night and that you are now struggling with amnesia" It sounded really dumb when I said it, but everything made sense in my head.

Troy smiled at me, but seemed lost at words. "No... It was… I mean… I'm sorry, okay?"

"Whatever" I mumbled, and tried to walk past him, but he grabbed my arm gently and looked me in the eyes.

"Where are you going?" He asked silently, and it felt like I was having a hot flash or something.

"I have to go back to my extremely perfect blind date and finish up this extremely perfect night" I said sarcastically and waved my hand towards the table Taylor, Chad and Rob was sitting at.

He laughed at me. "I can tell that you are having a great time"

"The best" I mumbled mockingly and smiled at him. His brown hair looked even darker in the dim bathroom light and his beautiful piercing blue eyes were watching me closely. It all felt intimidating, but still so incredibly alluring.

I don't know if it was the fact that I was so drunk, but it felt like he stepped closer and closer and that his eyes were full of desire. All I wanted to do was wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him, and I had to close my eyes hard and shake off the weird feeling before I did anything stupid, and that's when I noticed how he was standing at the exact same spot as before and all he did was smile at me.

"How are you feeling there?" He asked and grinned at me. I noticed how I was still clutching on to the sink, and I let go and tried to stand straight by myself, but I felt how I was swaying slightly.

I was really dizzy. "I'm fine" I mumbled.

"Oh Miss. Montez, do you need me to walk you home yet again?" Once again I felt my body heat up when he looked at me with those mysterious eyes.

I mumbled an incoherent answer to him while nodding fiercely, all while he was grinning at me. I told him that I needed to go get my purse, and he replied with telling me that he would wait right there where we were standing at the moment.

I quickly ran up to the table where Taylor and Chad were busy making out and Rob was checking out some girls in front of him.

I cleared my throat and grabbed my purse that was sitting next to Rob. "I'm not feeling too well but it was nice knowing you, bye!" I gave him a fake smile and checked to see if Taylor even noticed that I was back, or if she even cared that I was leaving. She was too busy, and I was too excited to care. I wanted to spend time with Troy, I don't know why, and I didn't even want it too, but my heart started rising whenever he was close.

I hurried back to Troy, and his face lit up to a huge smile as I got closer to him.

When we were walking back to the campus, we took a detour to walk along the beach and we watched the stars fade away and the sun slowly rise. It was beautiful. Troy talked a lot; he told me stories about how he adored his grandfather and how he was eighteen years old when his mom had his baby sister. They all lived in Albuquerque in New Mexico, and he seemed like he really missed them.

When we reached campus and it was time to say goodbye, he seemed like an even bigger mystery to me, but that's what I liked about him. He told me deep stuff about his life, but still not quite enough to get to know him for real. I wanted to get to know him though; I wanted to get to know him better.

"Alright, it was nice talking to you, Gabriella. And I won't ignore you in class next week either" He gazed in to my eyes the way only he could, and it made my body melt.

"Thanks" I smiled at him.

"Be safe now, okay?" He told me, and slightly stroke my one arm. He was very careful when he leaned in to give me a hug goodnight.

Without even thinking, I turned my head and gently pressed my lips against his soft mouth. His arms pulled me closer to his body, and he kissed me back tenderly. My heart was pounding and I was getting even dizzier, but I had never felt better in my entire life. I wanted to live in that moment forever. The taste of his lips, his soft hair and the wonderful scent of his cologne made my heart beat faster and faster. Everything was perfect, until he pulled away from me with a jerk.

"I can't do this! You're my student!" He whispered frantically, and looked around in panic. "Oh my God, what have I done?"

I tried to understand what was happening but it was all too confusing, especially when I was drunk.

"I'm sorry?" I mumbled, but he didn't seem to listen to me.

"Gabriella, I have to go. Please don't mention this to anyone. It will never happen again" He spoke unclearly and avoided eye contact.

He didn't even look at me once before he turned his back and walked away faster than a moth seeking a flame, but I stood there at the exact same spot for a long time.

I was hungry for more. I was hungry for the sweetest kind of fruit there is. Forbidden fruit.

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