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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.

of first period. “Shall we?”

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a few students. Mr. Boyd’s face was tight as usual, lines

eyes over the room. “Not sure if we have space for an extra but we’ll have to

class and looks at

Hayes Sir.” Christian mutters, fixing the strap of the bag on his shoulder. Mr. Boyd ‘ahhs’

beginning of senior year but we’re happy t o have you, Classes are tough but I’m sure

scrutimize Christian intently

grin stretching on his face

his arms across

down on a vacant chair, Christian follows suit and sits beside me. “The

snorted lowly. “Yeah,

days but that was rare as rain in a drought. On his bad days, which was mostly every day, the man spotted a scowl, one could identify

quickly a few seconds later. Two chairs were missing. One wasn’t surprising the other had me confused. I took my phone out of my bag and typed a quick

Where are you?

message showed delivered but

was no reply

like to introduce our new student who has joined us today. Stand up Christian.” Mr. Boyd spoke loudly. I swiftly

the many eyes ogling a thim. “Tell us some few

the teacher to scan them over the class. I wasn’t surprised that he had gained the attention of many girls. The way their eyes fogged up, I knew he could have

Hayes. Transferred here because I needed to settle down. But don’t let my good looks fool you, I surprisingly have some brain

so well and he hadn’t even spent an entire day

sighing out a breath

relief when Mr. Boyd starts the class.” That was weird and terrifying.” He admits, leaning towards

and narrowed my eyes playfully.”Because if I had some rotten tomatoes, I’d feed you them on that big head of yours.”

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