I shiver as I walk up the short steps to find a seat in the classroom. Could this campus get any colder? It feels like Antartica.

When I find a chair, I plop my purse on the floor and my books on the desk. Several of my classmates peer over their shoulder to look at me, but all I can do is give them a blank stare. If they only knew the crap I've had to deal with these past few days, they would understand.

I feel like I can't even understand the things that have been happening the past few days.

Just as a few moments pass, the professor walks in and sets down his coffee on the desk, his usual morning routine. As he tries to get his papers organized, the door opens from the hallway.

I look over to see a smiley Brendan enter the classroom. What is he doing here?

Once his eyes meet mine, his smile becomes bigger as my eyes widen.

"Um, what are you doing here?" I whisper-yell to him, not wanting to cause a disruption in the class.

"I thought that since you're too busy studying after class, I could spend time with you during class." He explains his ideas to me as he sits down.

What a bright idea, Brendan.

"Being in class is just as important as studying after class." I blink at him with a blank stare coming from my eyes.

He doesn't realize that I'm obviously bothered by his presence, so I just shake my head and lean back into my seat.

This is going to be a long day.

When the professor begins lecturing, my mind wanders to the other night with Brendan. I had stopped his lips from touching mine by turning my head away.

I felt terrible. It would have been amazing to kiss him, of course. But I know that if I let him into my heart, I won't be able to ever let him go. So, I proceeded to tell him that I'm too busy for a boyfriend.

And, being Brendan, he can't take no for an answer. He's sitting here with me, in class.

He always makes incredibly sweet gestures towards me, but it just isn't enough for me to turn to him and tell him that I'm completely falling for him.

I understand that it's not good to keep my feelings locked up, but what am I supposed do to? I can't just put my future on hold for some boy who might break my heart!

After I attempt to sort out my thoughts, the lecture is already over. Even thinking about him distracts me from my schoolwork.

"I'm taking you to lunch. Grab your stuff." Brendan stands and waits patiently for me.

"You don't have to... Honestly." I take my purse and my books into my arms.

"Nope, you're not slipping away from me again." He steals my books from my arms and carries them all the way to his car.

He drives to a café that is located just off campus. He orders for me and my heart begins to soften towards him. I know he can annoy me sometimes, but he is truly a sweetheart.

We finish eating and drive back to campus. As we drive past buildings and other cars, I look out the window.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I blurt.

He laughs, "Well, if it isn't obvious Victoria, I like you." He smiles at me.

"But I treat you like crap. I'm never nice to you and I never thank you for the things you do. You always make an effort to see me and make sure that I'm alright, but I never do the same for you."

His eyes soften as he looks at the road ahead of us. I can tell he is thinking for awhile before his hand reaches for mine.

He interlocks our fingers together and I don't pull away.

This is his way of saying that it's okay. Sure, I treat him terribly, but I know that he's consoling me of my wrongdoings.

His apology seeps through his hand and onto mine. It feels like electricity is sparking between us. It's a scary feeling, but I can't get myself to pull away.

He releases my hand to put the car into park. My heart rate drops and I feel instantly depressed that he isn't holding my hand. He runs over to my side of the car and opens the door for me. He then proceeds to grab my books from the backseat.

"I believe these belong to you." He flashes me a smile and I can't help but smile back. I take the books from him and readjust my purse over my shoulder.

"Thank you, Brendan." I take two steps forward and press myself along his side, giving him a hug.

"You're welcome." He hugs me back before I release myself from his grip and begin to walk back to the dorms.

I don't think I can hold my feelings in anymore. I'm going to tell him how I feel tonight. I'm going to tell him everything.

Hours later, I dress in a sweater and jeans in order to be prepared for the harsh early winter weather outside.

I grab my purse and begin to walk to the ice rink. It's Tuesday, so I know Brendan is just about done with practice.

I smile to myself on the way there, thinking of how his lips will feel on mine. I can't believe I'm just letting go like this.

I walk into the rink and as I get closer to the ice, I see Brendan there. My eyes light up at the sight of him.

But once I see who is with him, my heart shatters like glass when it hits the floor.

A beautiful, brunette girl skates on the ice alongside of him.

He's teaching her how to skate.

They smile at one another and laugh as she falls by tripping over her own two feet.

Tears well up in my eyes as I try to turn back before him seeing me. My presence doesn't go unknown because as soon as I turn around I hear Brendan yelling my name.