The Price of a Gift (The Price of Secrets Series) by Ashley Drake Page B

brilliant." I laughed. I looked Phoebe and Kayla up and down. "Phebs, you look hot. I love your shirt!" She was wearing a very tight Aztec print shirt and a pair of blue jean capris. Did I mention the shirt was tight? Although I was most shocked with Kayla. "Kayla you wore the dress we picked out for you! I didn't think you would. You look great." Of course she blushed. She did look beautiful. We choose a horizontal stripe maxi dress for her. The brown and coral colors showed off her blonde hair. And the brown belt gave her curves. That was Jaycee's idea.
    "Thanks," she said, "but I feel self-conscious."
    "Well don't, you're beautiful. You are going to make... guys fall at your feet.” I almost slipped up and said Jacob. "Ok, I have English 1st period, algebra 2nd, A-lunch, biology 3rd, then gym 4th. Please tell me you guys are in at least some of my classes."
    I ended up having Jaycee in my English class and all of us had the same lunch and gym. I guess that was better than nothing. We said our goodbyes and planned on meeting up at lunch to claim our same table as last year. On our way to Mrs. Bumgarner's class, Jaycee and I heard whistling coming from behind us. Jaycee turned to look, then gave me a nudge. It was Mike, and that nudge was a reminder of my promise to her.
    "Hey, who do you guys have for 1st? I have stupid algebra." Mike asked. I let Jaycee do the talking while I tried my best to focus and take a peek inside Mike's thoughts. He had an image of her in his head. She looked just like I see her, which could be a good sign cause I think she is gorgeous. The only thing that was throwing me off is he was picturing her with guys and their faces kept changing. "Hello, earth to Hannah. Have you seen Josh?" Mike asked bringing me out of my vision.
    "Oh sorry, no I haven't." Why are my ears ringing? "Jaycee, I'm going on into to class to get us a seat in the back."
    How am I gonna put into words to Jaycee for what I saw? I walked into the classroom and headed toward the back row. Luckily there were two seats left. I sat down and went through the routine of getting out a pencil and notebook. My stupid ears are still ringing. Oh please don't let my skirt be stuck in my panties or something. I checked to make sure.
    Jaycee came in with a s mile on her face. "Good seats, in the back but on the right side so it's still close to the door." She put her purse on the back of her chair and sat down. "Ok spill. What did you see?" We spent the last three minutes before the bell rang dissecting my vision of Mike's thoughts.
    "Good morning class and welcome back." Mrs. Bumgarner took her place in front of the class, leaning against her desk. She looks to be around forty-five and is pretty, for her age. She had left her face frameless with her hair pulled back into a ponytail. I think when she was getting ready this morning she was going for the ‘I'm fair and nice but I won't take your crap’ look. If so, she succeeded. She had just started going over the syllabus for this semester, when a knock on the door interrupted her. "Hold that thought." She said as she walked to the door and opened it. I heard her mumble and then the word transfer. Then she said, "We are happy to have you. Come in and find a seat."
    I knew. I didn't even have to see the person following Mrs Bumgarner into the classroom, because I knew.......it was Daniel! Only having a few seconds to prepare myself, it was still a shock to my system to see him walk through the door. Oh my gosh, he’s hotter than I remembered, if that’s possible. He was wearing a white t-shirt, cargo shorts and Sperry’s. His black hair still looked a little wet from his shower this morning. What the crap is he doing here? He is supposed to still be in Oklahoma or in college or somewhere besides here. Of course there were only two seats left. One on the front row, and he doesn't look like a front row kind of guy, and the other is one desk up from me on the next row. He scanned the room,