C11 Chapter Eleven

Why do I have this fantasy of him, we're not even considered friend, his eyes keeps sucking me in, each time.

"So Barbie, I must collect," he said and withdrew, I touched my face, it's hot, I must be blushing like a red tomato.

"What's the call about?" he asked facing front, I hope he didn't notice the blush, I stuttered

"He's angry I sneaked away, so I promised to make it up to him," I said