Peter is early for class again today. The moment he steps the attention of the whole class settles on him, but he doesn’t even feel a thing. It isn’t the first the first time he is being introduced to the constant whispers and obvious glares. He is approaching his new seat until he sees Angel; she is probably the only one in class that isn’t whispering about him.
He is heading to his seat before, but now that he has seen Angel. Peter walks towards her.
Since Sawyer isn’t present in class yet, it would be a good time to openly speak to her. He grabs a chair and faces it to her before taking his seat.
Angel raises her head from her note book and she is shocked.
“Morning.”
Peter says as he smiles.
He has azure eyes, very charming and attractive smile that makes all the girls go wild.
