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Arabella Rivera

A surprising heat slid up my neck. “Okay Mr. certified genius who wants to stay mysterious, enough of the wooing.” I cleared my throat while fixing a book in m y locker.

Christian’s bushy brow quirk up. “You call that wooing? Darling, you’ve heard nothing yet.” He joked.

I laughed. Christian was very different from Haiden. Whilst he was light and flirty, Haiden was dark and gloomy. They weren’t counterparts of each other, so different, yet somehow the universe jammed them together for the sake of its amusement.

“So what class do we have first? You’ve been hogging my schedule, so I didn’t get to have a peek.” Christian chuckle with amusement drowning in the depths of his eyes.

I scowled playfully. “I’m your tour guides o I have to have your schedule.” I drop m y eyes to the said paper and grin. “Oh you

ves to the said paper and grin. “Oh you are going to love this class. We have Literature.”

He narrows his eyes. “Why do I have a feeling that those words are colored?”

I crinkled my brows. “Colored?” I asked. Was this a slang word from whatever part of the world he came from? From what he has told me, he had been to many, so he must’ve picked up a few slangs here and there.

He grins. “Yeah, like you’ve colored them to sound truthful but you’re lying.”

Christian then snorts. “And here Mr. Gibbern’s been boasting you.”

“Hey that’s unfair! We don’t say that around here.” I protested and slammed m y locker shut.

Christian does too but chooses to close his softer than I did.

“Don’t get mad Ella, it’s just a joke.” He winked and turned to me.

period. “Shall we?” Christian asked with a smile carved onto his

onio mis race.

being welcomed by only a few students. Mr. Boyd’s face was tight as usual, lines angry even though today was Friday. But upon seeing the sight of a new student, his features switched so suddenly that everyone in the

states as he moves off the desk he’d been leaning on. He scanned his eyes over the room.

He gestures to the class and looks at

the strap of the bag on his shoulder. Mr.

but we’re happy t o have you, Classes

scrutimize Christian intently

stretching on his

Mr. Boyd leans back on the desk and crosses his arms across his chest as he waited for the

plopping down on a

lowly. “Yeah, he

days but that was rare as rain in a drought. On his bad days, which was

seconds later. Two chairs were missing. One wasn’t surprising the other had me confused. I

Where are you?

delivered but there

was no reply

has joined us today. Stand up Christian.” Mr. Boyd spoke loudly. I swiftly push my phone in

many eyes ogling a thim. “Tell us

gained

my good looks fool you, I surprisingly have some brain cells up in that big head.” He points at his head. The entire class laughs at his joke already

seems to fit in so well and he

sits back down, sighing out

the class.” That was weird and terrifying.”

that you’re now a comedian?” I turn to him and narrowed my eyes playfully.”Because if I had

how comfortable I had been with Christian when he hadn’t been here for hours. It was like my soul was drawn to him somehow. Not romantically but

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