Leon leaned against the lockers, watching her pass by. He had a cigarette, the smoke curling upwards. They'd been enemies, but lately, he couldn't help feel attraction. Her eyes sparkled, her lips so pouty. He caught himself staring, fantasizing about kissing her, touching her curves. It made no sense, this twisted desire that consumed him. He hated the way his heart raced when she smiled, the way his cheeks flushed. But he couldn't deny the pull between them.