Cursed Desires

n-the cute guy she sat next to in class. She didn't know his name, but she knew he smiled at her, and that counted for something. "Hey, what's up?" Olivia said, jolting Annie out of h

lasses began. My heart skipped when I saw him, and without thinking, I went to sit by him at the back. "Hey," I said, smiling sheepishly. "What do you want?" he said in a cold voice. I thought we were friends because he smiled at me. Guess I was wrong. It felt like I was slapped across the face. An average handsome-looking guy slid into the seat next to him as I started to walk away. "Hey, Kev, what's up with that hot chick?" I heard him say. "She's just some random girl obsessed with me," he said, laughing. I was hurt. I felt tears brimming up my eyes. I had to blink them back. No, I was not going to cry over some boy who thinks he's some Greek god. I went to the very front seat in the room so I don't have to ever look back. Today was Email Marketing by Professor Mark Davis. I am studying Digital Marketing, in case some of you wondered. I want to be rich, sit with the big shots, and make tough decisions-that's all I can tell you for now. Professor Mark could teach, I think? Nahhh... I didn't listen to any single thing he said. My thoughts were broken when the bell rang. In my haste to make it to my next class, I bumped into a guy who I had not noticed sitting next to me. "Hey, am so sorry," I said, helping him pick up his books from the floor. "Yeah, it's cool. Are you okay? I mean, you didn't seem to be here on earth with us throughout the lecture," he said with a concerned yet sarcastic look. "Oh! Am good, just some personal stuff," I said, turning to look at where Kevin had sat. Yeah, I knew his name from the nickname his friend called him. He caught my eyes and held them for a minute before smirking and walking away. "Uhmmmm, is that the personal stuff?" the guy I knocked off his books said. "Yeah, sure, you know that now. Am Annie," I said, extending my hand to shake him. "Ken," he said with a smile, showing off his white teeth. We headed out to our next class. I got to know he was an international student, and it was his first time in the states. He loves swimming when stressed and under pressure. He was studying Digital Marketing to take over his father's company. The rest of the day passed, and be