I check the time on my watch before pulling myself up to stand. We have ten minutes before the activities of the day starts.
Seven catches on and hops up from his sitting position too, wiping away the invisible dusts from his shorts.
"Shall we get going my lady."
"I'm sorry what?"
"I said shall we get going?" He says, a playful grin complimenting his face. I shoot him a face of a doubt.
He's playing again.
I definitely heard him say 'my lady'. The fact that I cringed only means I agree with myself that even though he's good looking, there's no way Id get attracted to someone like him. At least in a romantic way.
Somehow, this certain thought brings relief to my system.
Imagine if I ended up actually falling for one of the boys?
What a disaster that would be.
"Let's go."
