You was out shopping for makeup and dresses. You waited in line to pay for the stuff but out of the corner of your eye you see a group of boys. Talking about you. One of the boys kept glancing at you. His friends told him to go talk to you as the worse you could say was no. He walked over to you and spoke shyly. “Hey… i was wondering if i could get your number? Your very pretty…” it was zane… your enemy.. did he not recognise you?