Chapter 221

I practically choke on a meatball that had a silly thought as it simply slowed down my throat. It almost choked me if not for Aron who practically hands me a bottle of water.

A bottle of water which I chug down as quickly as I can and shooting him a grateful look. This is actually weird, well it wasn't weird enough for me to publicly abhor it, but in my head it is weird. I am not supposed to be feeling this way, I'm not supposed to be feeling this nice comfortable warmth when I am around him.

Girls who have broken up with their boyfriends don't suddenly feel comfortable around them the next day. Today Aron is also considering my every move warily, like he's gauging my reaction in his head and I wonder if this is another plot.

I wonder if this is another plan for me to fall for him as stupidly as I did before, but I shake my head at the thought. The sincere look in his eyes tells me that isn't what he's planning to do.

"Don't you have a class todaym" I ask him not able to resist the temptation that has been surging up in my mind. At this he simply gestures to the horde of students around us, the horde of students who practically have nothing doing at this point and so they are lounging around in the cafeteria, doing whatever comes into their minds.

I sigh ruefully and I shake my head at this.

"Well I actually have something to do in the next five minutes or so, so I'm sorry I'll have to bid you goodbye".

 He gives me an hesitant smile, an hesitant smell that makes me reconsider my question. Do I really want him to leave, we have been having such a nice conversation just now and it seems he took the hint that was embedded in my question.

However I consider it, it is still a little bit awkward for Aron to be sitting down near me so casually and I would not be feeling any sort of emotion at it, instead of me to feel it or regret at what had happened between the both of us, I simply feel a friendly attitude at him. I feel friendly enough that I actually wish we had continued our conversation.

He waves at me and Oakley, Oakley who is still shooting him a dirty glare, and he walks off into the distance. I sigh ruefully fully at this and I get back to eating.

I realise that a pair of eyes on me now, a pair of eyes that are seated not far off and I raise my head up to see Oakley. She's staring at me like she could throw a dagger into my heart, and I wonder what all that is about.

"What????, I was simply having a conversation with him".

She raises her eyebrows up like she can't believe me and I groan into the food that is in my mouth. Am i so untrustworthy these days.