Chapter 58

The laughter and giggles that go through the class is at a new high as I almost feel sorry for him. Aron is red with embarrasment, and I didn't know tan people could also develop colour on thier skin when they'd been embarrassed.

He looks at me, and I flash him my best smile "do I have to go report to a teacher about this harrasment I've been facing, or are you going to leave me alone?" He walks off trying to put on a confident bounce in his step, and a smile that should tell me I would regret my decision. I doubt it. I feel like I just made the best decision of my life, and I congratulate myself on it.

I want to go back to reading my book, when a shock of golden blonde hair and a face that always seemed to make me marvel enters the class. Eras looks great today, and I can only imagine how he gets himself looking so clean and fresh.

I can feel the stares of everyone following him as he comes up to me, shoves me halfway out of my seat with his hips, and plops down in the most ungraceful way letting out a groan. The series of actions makes me laugh, as I find out Eras also has a dramatic side to him.

He puts his head on my desk and I place the book I was reading on his back. His beautiful and wonderfully sculpted back. "What's all the groaning for, oh king?" He responds with a groan and I let out a giggle. A really pleasant giggle that makes me forget the eyes of everyone else watching us, and makes me feel warm inside "I've been reading all through the night and now my head feels like it's going to explode" he says, and the frustrated tone his voice takes makes me love this moment even more.

"Scott also studied last night, and I'm not sure he's this queency today" the mention of my brother's name earns me a groan, like he'd totally forgotten something important. "I forgot to ask, how is he?" The question strikes me as necessary but the wording makes me know he barely knows Scott at all. His last resort for emotions he can't handle at the moment, Is to simply not address it, so instead of asking how is he?, he's meant to be asking something along the lines of, has he agreed to talk about his feelings?.

All the same I give him an of course and that earns me another groan. I'm starting to find that funny now " It's an Applied physics test right?", I ask and the locks of silky curly hair nod a bit in confirmation "I still saw Scott reading this morning and looking like he was sipping some sort of exquisite tea".

The description makes me laugh, and I find out that really defines Scott when he's studying. He'd look drunk on the words he was reading and I wonder how someone could do that. How someone could be drunk on reading, the rest of us just sleep off.