"How dare you!" I screamed at the latino standing infront of me with a look of concern on his face.

"What have I done?" he asked, frowning.

"One minute you're... Ya know what? Forget it! If you can't even be bothered to just try, then I guess I won't bother either!" I seethed, spinning around and storming away from the stunned amigo.

"Try what?" he shouted, latching onto my wrist and not letting go no matter how much I squirmed.

"Us. I mean, one minute you'd flirt with me, which I was really cautious about at first, then I'd think it was really sweet of you, but then the next minute you'd flirt with someone else like Bridgette or Courtney!" I explained.

"But, Princesa-" he started.

"But nothing! I just guess I was wrong for once" I sighed and snatched my hand out of his grasp and stalked off.

"Senourita! Just let me explain!" he gasped, geabbing onto my shoulders, spinning me around to face him so his gaze was level with mine.

"What?" I said.

"I'm sorry. Heather, I love you" he sighed.