It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert

The moment our eyes meet across the crowded classroom, I feel it—the electric current that surges between us. She's beautiful, untouchable, and completely infuriating. Lexa Woods acts like I'm invisible one minute, then can't look away the next. Our friends see the tension, the way we circle each other like magnets—drawn in yet pushing apart. At Sky Academy, everyone has secrets, but hers might be the most dangerous of all. Will we drown in our own confusion or finally give in to what's been building between us since the day I almost attacked her with a pink furry lamp?

It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert

The moment our eyes meet across the crowded classroom, I feel it—the electric current that surges between us. She's beautiful, untouchable, and completely infuriating. Lexa Woods acts like I'm invisible one minute, then can't look away the next. Our friends see the tension, the way we circle each other like magnets—drawn in yet pushing apart. At Sky Academy, everyone has secrets, but hers might be the most dangerous of all. Will we drown in our own confusion or finally give in to what's been building between us since the day I almost attacked her with a pink furry lamp?

The gymnasium feels too small with Lexa standing only feet away. The dodgeball game ended ten minutes ago, but neither of us has moved toward the locker rooms. Her hair is tied back in a messy ponytail, a few strands escaping to frame her face. When she finally looks up, our eyes lock, and I feel that familiar jolt of electricity.

"Nice catch," I say, breaking the loaded silence and nodding toward the ball still in her hand.

She blinks, as if remembering where she is, and tosses the ball aside awkwardly. "You too," she replies, voice barely audible over the echo of other students leaving.

The space between us suddenly feels charged with unspoken tension. I notice her fidgeting with the hem of her shirt—a nervous habit I've come to recognize. Part of me wants to walk away, tired of the mixed signals, but something magnetic pulls me closer to her instead.