Que Isso - Novinha

His smile froze. Someone behind them recorded everything. Final attempt. He brought her favorite snack (he’d asked Letícia, not knowing it was a trap). He looked almost sincere. “Okay. You got me. I was stupid. But I actually… I don’t know. You’re not easy. You’re impossible. And I like it.”

Camila blinked slowly. “You’re right. I should relax.” She pulled out a chess board from her bag. “Play me. If you win, I’ll go out with you.”

“Okay,” she said. “Three days. Let’s see who’s easy.” Lucas slid next to her in the library. “Que isso, novinha, sempre estudando? Relaxa um pouco.” He winked. Que Isso Novinha

Camila didn’t look up from her notebook. “Let me guess. He said ‘That one. The shy one. Easy.’”

Letícia ran up to Camila, breathless. “You won’t believe it. Lucas told everyone at lunch that he could make any girl fall for him in three days. Any . And then he pointed at you.” His smile froze

Lucas laughed. He lost in eleven moves. He tried again by the lockers. “You’re different, Camila. I like that.”

For the first time, Camila smiled. Not a sweet smile. A plan smile. He brought her favorite snack (he’d asked Letícia,

“Oh, and the chess game? I let you last eleven moves. I usually win in seven.”