It was just so goddamn teen cliché.

He'd been asking about her. He'd hired a few boys to keep an eye out for her, to visit her. One of them, he couldn't even remember the name of the kid, said she was doing extra credit for English class to have an essay finished.

When he entered, he stood in the doorway. She'd never heard him come in, and he simply observed her. She was too painfully beautiful.

She was everything.

He liked to sit and observe her, take pleasure in looking at her, and he ...