What will you do when the guy you have loved secretly asks for your help?? A simple love-story happens…

“Let’s take a walk around. I am bored” Elliot cried tossing the book to side. Abigail gazed up from her textbook with a smile. She was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed. Leaning forward with her chin on her hands, staring at him. He widen his eyes saying, “What are staring at?”

She laughed, “Nothing. It is not every-day that a good looking guy sits in my room at this hour”

He looked down shyly, “I am not good looking. I just look good with Cathy”

She shrugged with a smile, “As you think”

He gazed up saying, “So you want to go out for walk?”

She questioned, “You want to be seen with me?”

His brows furrowed, “What is that supposed to mean?”

She shrugged collecting her books in stack, “It will not be good for your image to be seen with a loser like me”

She got up and stacked her books on the desk. He jumped on his feet, “Who said you were loser?”

She snubbed his question and turned around saying, “Let’s go if you want to go out”

She was going to step out of the door when he said, “You know what leave it. I am going”

“Yeah, we are going”

He said in high tone, “No, I am going on my own”

Saying this, he stormed out of the room.


While sitting in the cafeteria, she glanced at Elliot’s table where he sat tensed. She couldn’t figure out why he was so tensed. Suddenly, she saw a group of girls walking to her. She knew they would say something hurtful like always. Abigail greeted them with smile, “Hey Chloe”

The girl in pretty blonde hair tied in high ponytail scoffed, “Hey slut. You know you should try to eat in your room because as you can see you occupy a table and then most of us are left without table”

“You are welcome to sit with me” she replied with smile. This time the smile was genuine. Chloe bent down to face her, “Listen, we don’t sit with losers and none of the other people also don’t want to sit with you”

“Who says no one wants to sit her?” They heard. Chloe turned. Abigail looked over and saw Elliot standing there with his tray. He slipped to seat next to her and said to Chloe, “Sorry, were you going to sit here?”

Chloe shook her head, “No, I’ll sit somewhere else”

But she sat on the chair across them with her friends slipping in seat on the table. Abigail sneaked a look at Elliot who was already staring at her. She smirked and resumed eating. During their lunch, she was sure she heard Elliot murmuring in French.


It was raining outside. Abigail was busy sketching the scenic beauty through the window. She heard the knock on her door. When she opened the door, she saw Elliot standing there soaking wet. Her mouth opened in surprise. She asked, “Elliot, what are you doing here?”

He replied, “I don’t know. I think I’ll go crazy like this. So, let me tell you truth. I know French. I just wanted to spend time with you and that is the reason I asked you to teach French. I just wanted to be with you. I think I like you”

She crossed her arms and leaned against the door. He asked, “You don’t look surprised”

Smirking, she replied, “I am surprised at your situation, right now. And about French…I knew the moment I started teaching you. But Cathy?”

He shrugged, “She never liked me that much. And I think I never liked her to the extent I like you”

He stepped forward saying, “I want a straight answer. Do you like me too?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” she gave a laugh. She paced to her desk and picked her sketchbook. Giving it to him, she said, “Since the first class with you”

He went through the sketchbook and looked back at her with a big smile on his face. She said, “Je t’aime Elliot”

He replied, “Je t’aime”