Flustered || Delina
Catalina Turner was losing her mind. If it wasn't official before, it sure is now. She was losing her mind, and along with it went her common sense, her sanity and her ability to think straight. Why was she losing her mind, you may ask. It was all because of one guy. She had never, ever gotten so flustered around a guy that she couldn't even form a sentence. She had grown up with four older brothers, for goodness sake! They taught her everything she'd ever need to know to be able to talk to a guy and have him hanging off her every word. Usually it was the guy who couldn't think straight, not her. But Dex changed that. He had complimented her. He had only complimented her, and she all but melted right then and there. She was complimented all the time. Nate alone complimented her at least a million times a day. So why was Dex's compliment so . . different?
And now he was sitting on his bed just across the room from her. Sitting on his bed. Studying some big text book. Their room looked like it was split right down the middle. One half looked like Dex and the other screamed Catalina. Both sides were incredibly neat. She glanced up at him, and his gaze followed hers until they were looking directly at each other, blue eyes meeting brown ones. It could have been Catalina's craziness but she swore that they looked at each other for more than a normal amount of time. "Hey," She said quietly, pausing for a moment before asking, "I have a problem . . Can you help me?"