"Twenty minutes too long." I whispered to myself, already drooling at the smell in the kitchen.

Mrs Armstrong must have heard me because she laughed quietly to herself.

"Oh, Lana." Mrs Armstrong turned to her daughter and her face lit up like she was just remembering something "I forgot to mention. There is a cute boy throwing rocks at your window."

Either Brennan was trying to gain her attention at her window, or we had picked up a stalker on the way home from school.

"So that was what he was doing?" Mr Armstrong spoke to his wife over his shoulder as he placed the groceries in the fridge "I seen him and his friend pull up in the truck."

I stilled where I stood.

"Was his friend hugely built, evil-looking and wearing a leather jacket and a scowl?" I forced out the question because I was unsure if I wanted to hear the answer.

"That is a very accurate description actually." Mr Armstrong chuckled.

Stone's parting words in the school corridor made sense now.

Lana and I shared a matching look. That was until I bolted away from the kitchen and up the stairs.

"Ella!" She called as she raced after me.

I got up the stairs in record time, but I was short of breath as I made it to her bedroom. Lana also sounded out of breath, and I cackled at the image of her standing in front of Brennan all red and sweaty.

I raced to her bedroom window and what I saw below made me burst out laughing.

Brennan was standing on the driveway, and he was reading something on his phone with a look of bafflement on his face.

My eyes only momentarily rested on the guy below the window because my attention quickly went to the black truck parked on the sidewalk.

Stone was leaning against the vehicle with his large arms crossed over his broad chest. His face was emotionless as he stared at nothing particular.

The dark eyes noticed me because his gaze then rested upwards towards the window I was standing at.

I welcomed him by flipping him off.

A small smirk took over his strict and serious features.

Lana held back a few steps from the window. She looked too scared to see what Brennan was doing so I decided to grab her arm and yank her beside me.

"What is that idiot up to?" I spoke while nodding down to the guy who was currently smiling up at us.

Lana pushed her window open and stuck her head out to shout "What are you doing here?"

"Don't you know, Lovely Lana." He called up to her "I have a school project to do."

I shot her a confused look because I had no clue what he was about to do.

Brennan raised his phone to eye level, and he read aloud "But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east and Juliet is the sun! Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief. That thou her maid art far more fair than she."