Chapter 13. Drawing Danielle

Daniel’s POV

I stood at the private tennis court of my dorm with my racquet in hand. My friends and I were playing tennis with two against two. Roe and I on the left side of the court and Jay and another guy Rino on the other. I stopped playing as my head was spinning uncontrollably and all I could hear was;

‘And are you perfect, Mister?’

‘Are you perfect, Mister?’

‘Perfect..?’

I couldn’t get the girl off my mind since my previous encounter with her yesterday. Even when I went to Roe’s I wasn’t me, all I could think of was who she was and why my heart thumped incredulously when I saw her face. Or why her eyes and glare seem so familiar? Who is she? And why was her presence having such an influence on me? I mean, I never cared about girls since Goldie left me and I believed all girls are heartbreakers and evil, except of course my Mom and sisters, Jay’s Mom and sister. They were the only females I’ve cared about so far after my break-up. So how is it tha