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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.

the start of first period. “Shall we?” Christian asked with a smile

carved onio mis race.

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

off the desk he’d been leaning on. He scanned his eyes over the room. “Not sure if we have space for an extra

a seat……..?” He gestures to the class and

the bag on his shoulder. Mr. Boyd

don’t usually get transfers at the beginning of senior year but we’re happy t o have you, Classes are tough but I’m sure you could keep up?” Mr. Boyd spoke as

scrutimize Christian intently

a beaming grin stretching on his face

back on the desk and crosses his arms across his chest as he waited for the rest of the

me as I maneuver around the desks and chairs. Finally plopping down on a vacant

snorted lowly. “Yeah, he

be nice in his good 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 wasn’t surprising the other had me confused. I took my phone out of my bag and typed

Where are you?

but there was no

was no reply

student who has joined us today. Stand up Christian.” Mr. Boyd spoke loudly. I swiftly push

thim. “Tell us some few things about

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 them in his

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

and he hadn’t even spent an

down, sighing

sighing out a breath of relief when Mr. Boyd starts the class.” That was weird

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

when he hadn’t been here for hours. It was like my soul was drawn

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