Chapter 12

My eyes asses him fully and my earlier elation drops. Tall, handsome, well built with a smile that makes you want to scream, his golden blonde hair does nothing to help his situation. His dressing is clean and fresh, a washed ash jean and floral pattern shirt with a hoddie on top.

He coughs a bit to bring my attention back to him but instead of the embarrasment he expects to see on my face, I wear an expression of annoyance instead. "Is there any way I can get rid of him?" I ask Alice ruefully, and she laughs deep and hard. Eras looks flushed like he's failed terribly at something, then Alice sticks her tongue out at him "Finally found a girl you can't swoon" She says, and I get what the embarrassed look on his face was for.

"Don't think much of it" he says to me and I sigh deeply. This boy will be nothing but trouble. We take a walk around the huge fashion house and I admire the place, thinking about the possibility of dropping out from school and becoming a model for her brand. Her designs are top notch and I can see the prices on them are almost at a fortunes worth.

"Ready?" Eras asks interrupting my train of thought. I take a good look at him once more and try to look beyond the handsome, cool exterior and to see what exactly lies beneath. The way his hands clench, and unclench, makes me realize he's nervous, and apart from that I can't really figure anything else out. "Is it always normal for some kids to arrive at school whenever they like here?".

He asks and my eyes widen in realisation. Holy crap. My eyes go to the clock at the corner and I see it's almost lunch time. I breathe a sigh of relief. I have a test the second period after lunch. A biology test that I've barely had time to read for. A test that literally decides if I pass the subject or fail. I'm at a full spread panic now and my breathing comes in slow spurts. "Do you have a car?" I ask, he gives me a wry grin but nods all the same "it's not exactly the sort of car I take to school" he says and I shoot him a glare.

"Does it have four wheels and can move?" I ask and he smiles "You can say that". I grab my bag and secure it behind my back. "Let's go". The next few moments are spent in a panic. He walks briskly like he also knows I'm in a panic. I don't have time to even look at the car or admire it's trim and clean scent.

The closer we are to the school grounds the more my heart begins pounding. What if I'm late?, What if we get caught coming to school by this time?. Truthfully I think my anxiety is just a mixture of dread at seeing Aron and failing a test that basically decides my grade. The school comes into view, and I already hear the whispers following me down the halls. The distinctive sound of the siren makes me feel a surge of elation. It's just lunchtime.