"Odessa!" Luca yelled as he ran after her in his polished school uniform. He looked so dashing in them. His white never had a stain whether in the cool of the day or the roughest afternoon after football. "What?" Odessa asked feigning some sense of ignorance. She always had a soft spot for him and their childhood friendship had blossomed into a secret affection that they both nursed. "Why are you storming out of the class angrily?" He asked throwing his hands in the air.