Bexley's POV Most people enjoy surprises. I don't. It's not my thing. Why would someone like Denise come to my school? For what? I walked closer to him. He was standing tall and looking dashing in his Amani suit and dark sunglasses. His short blonde was beautifully styled, giving him a dashing look. He put away his sunglasses immediately I stood in front of him, grinning. I can't believe this is happening. "I don't remember inviting you to my school". I said to him. His jaw dropped and he quickly recomposed himself. "Hello to you too" Was all he said. I folded my arms. "I don't think that is the answer to my question, Denise". I angrily spoke. His smile widened after what I said to him. "I'm impressed. You still remember my name. That is something ". He tucked his hands into his suit pants pockets, standing straight. "Why are you here Denise?". I asked. "Sweetheart.." "Sweetheart? Since when?". I raised my brows scowling. "You're not fun at all. Anyway, I am here to
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