Allegra POV
Our Friday classes passed as if someone was playing with the clock. At one moment the minutes seemed to dread and never end, and in the other (maybe a little too soon for me) it was after three o’clock and time to go back home and get ready for my date with Alistair.
We exchanged a few words today in the corridor or at lunchtime and he seemed abnormally pompous today, well, at least for me, since we already established that he could be himself with me. This seems a little awkward, but I really did not care. The whole expectation for tonight’s date was already letting my knees wobbly, so the less we discuss it in a public place, the better.
Sybil could see that I was sort of uneasy the whole day, but she knew me well enough to not start asking me about my expectations for t
