Chapter 8
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" You are awfully restless today "
Drana complains as I keep tapping on the dashboard of the car and bobbing my legs up and down impatiently as Vandom drives us towards school.
I have a certain project on my mind and my green-eyed partner better be ready to work on this.
Blame my OCD tendencies but I can't calm down until I had told him about it.
As soon as the car stops I leap out of it.
" What's gotten into her ?" Vandom asks
"I have no clue " I hear Drana say behind me as I already make my way outside the parking lot.
As soon as I'm inside the school I scan the hallways for him .
It takes less than a minute to spot him . In fact, I do it right away.
His dark head is a good inches taller than the others and it doesn't hurt that everyone around here is giving him a wide berth.
Like he is a ticking time bomb or something.
Anyways, Good for me. It made my path towards him easy.
" Dean Raydon"
I call out to him and people in the hallway freeze their eyes darting towards me. Of course, I had guessed that calling him would get this kind reaction and I couldn't care less.
The guy who I had called out to stiffens and then turns around with a skeptical expression on his face.
" I need to talk to you " I say walking up to him
" Talk ?" His skeptical look deepens as if listening to such a thing for the first time .
Considering how people go out of their way in school to avoid him and don't even try to hide it this must be strange for him . And for some reason, I feel bad
" English project " I say softly
" What eng--" He looks lost for a moment and then nods " Oh yes! English project. What about it? "
His reaction instantly ticks me off squashing the sympathy I had just felt
"What? You don't even remember it ?" I snap glaring at him
"I just forgot for a while, " He says
I shake my head "I can't believe this !" I hiss "I was awake for a long time last night working on this project, While you..."
I point an accusing finger at his chest. Not at all notice how impressive it looked in that navy blue t-shirt.
Nope, not at all!
" While you were busy being a lazy bum " I conclude glaring him
Slowly a perfect eyebrow goes up on his gorgeous face and when he speaks his voice is laced with amusement
" You are angry at me for no reason," He says " But I'll have to give you this, you are original. I have been called many names before but lazy bum is a new one"
I scowl.Of all the things I have told him, He heard only this!
" Do you have a screw loose in there somewhere ?" I ask making a circular motion at my temples
" People just don't admire humor these days " He says back
I keep glare sharpened on him . I know it is pretty scary, a lot of people even Drana has told me that it could be quiet terrifying.
But it seemed to be having no effect on this guy who is still looking at me with amusement in his green eyes.
I don't know if I should be pissed off or impressed.
Breaking the glare I tell him in a reasonably calm tone since my angry tone doesn't seem to be working on him anyway
" It would be better if we start on the project soon. It's not like the teacher had given us a lot of time"
He becomes uncomfortable all of a sudden the amusement from his green eyes gone
" Umm...when do you plan on starting ?"
" Today, " I say immediately
He looks like he wants to say no but then sighs.
" I don't have any free hour today "
I realize that I have the same problem today and sigh in disappointment.
Really cool Enriha! You yell at the guy and now you don't even have the time for this project!
Perhaps sensing my obvious disappointment he suggests
" Maybe we can meet today after school " He looks like he wants to swallow his own tongue for saying this
'What's his deal?' I wonder but nod," Sounds good enough "
People around us are still eyeing us, There eyes keep widening with each word that has passed between me and Dean. It's almost comical.
They look between Dean me as if he hadn't asked me to do a project with him outside of school , but like he asked me on a date or something.
' On a date with him? ' No sooner do I think of it an unexplainable thrill shoots through me.
I squash down that thrill.
'What is wrong with me ?'
" Where? " I question
If he was looking uncomfortable before now , he looks like he wishes he hadn't opened his mouth in the first place
" At Grell's cafe " He says in a clipped tone
I shrug still not able to understand his weird reactions ," ok. I'll be there after school "
He gives a barely noticeable nod and walks away.
The amused guy who had been talking to me only minutes ago is gone and in his place is the school's pariah as I watch his retreating back and people jumping out of his way.
And not for the fist time I wonder 'What's in the name of hell is the deal with him? '
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