(Auto correct) Nalia took her burrito. "Th ka for the food."
"No problem" he said as he sat by her awkwardly.
Nalia took a bite.
"Hey don't worry about the brother thing, let's just act like it never happened. You don't have to act like you are with the popular kids. Just be yourself with me." he said.
Nalia looked at her shirt. "Can I borrow a new shirt?"
"Sure" he replied as he ran to his room and grabbed a red shirt for her. He handed it to her as he walked into the room.
Nalia nodded in thanks and went into the other room and slipping out of her cheerleadering top.
Abhay waited up for Nalia in silence.
Nalia walked back out in the borrowed shirt, her hair down and in her face. "Thanks for the shirt."
"No problem. Why don't you keep it. It suits you" he said with a little smile.
Nalia blushed softly and smiled. "Thanks Abhay..."
"It's cool, so why don't you sit down and lets work on that project" he said as he pulled his laptop into his lap and opened it up.
Nails nodded and sat, taking out her notebook. "Want my notes?"
"Sure let me take a look" he said, taking the book from her. "These are really good" he replied after checking them out.
Nalia blushed. "Thanks... I'm not dumb, people seem to think I am..."
"Well they are wrong, you are definitely a very smart girl" he said, looking into her eyes with a small smile.
Nalia blushed. "Thanks Abhay..."
"It's cool" he said, trailing off. "Your eyes are really pretty" he whispered like a dubstruck fool.
Nalia blushed furiously. "Th-thanks... Yours are pretty too..."
He unconsciously bit his lip and just kept staring at her. She looked really pretty.