I sigh, looking up at him. "I'm, ok, to say the least um... Do... Do you want to, um... Umm..." I struggled for words. I hiss to myself, feeling myself get redder. Ciara, you've got to stop this! You cannot be with him! You need to get over this love for him! L-l-love? My heart pounds even harder as I look up at Raz's words.

(hell yes)

I look up at him. My thoughts were too powerful to stop. Suddenly I grab his arm, pull him so close to me that his stomach touches me for a few seconds, and I press my lips against his, closing my eyes, my face a deep red. Stop this, Ciara. This is against what you have learned. Her assassin mind hissed at her. Shut up. It's my life, my body, I choose what I want. And I want to be with Raz. I held Raz's hand with my own, my other hand holding his head.

I felt myself get even redder when he kissed with me, but pulled away almost right away. I stagger back, looking down at the ground in embarrassment, holding he right arm. "I'm sorry if that... if you..." I studder, unable to speak. "I... I love you, Raz." I look up at him.