Hey Guys, so I know this new chapter is super late. I just started Uni last week and it has been crazy! For all those who have started the new school year Good Luck! I know I need it:)

All these characters of course are owned by the wonderful Sarah J Maas

Aelin POV

I woke up the next morning feeling deflated. I hated how I had treated Feyre when I dropped her back at her place. But today was a new day and I was going to make it up to her. Jumping out of bed I headed to my walk-in robe, complete with three full length mirrors. As much as I liked to get down and dirty, punching sense into the male population I was also completely infatuated with looking my best and in my opinion my best was damn fine. I pulled out my favourite pair of skinny jeans, a plain white shirt and my black leather jacket. Finishing the look off with a pair of white converses. I didn't want to look to flashy if I was going to make it up to Feyre.

Creeping out of my bedroom and past the master suite I made it to the kitchen where I inhaled my breakfast and set out to school. Today was Friday so I wasn't picking Feyre up at her house, this meant that I wasn't going to see her until recess unless I caught her before class. At least it gave me more time to think about what I was going to say to her. When I got to school, the carpark was packed with students, all hovering around someone's car. Mummy and Daddy probably bought some wannabe a sports car, I ignored them. Finding a carpark was almost impossible on a Friday but I managed to find one of the last ones in the overflow carpark which just happened to be a million miles from the school. Great. Glancing at my watch I realised I only had 5 minutes before class and it was at least a 10 minute walk to the school. Grinding my teeth, I trudged up to the school, hell if I was going to run to make it on time.

When I finally made it to my locker, I dumped my bag before pulling out my English books. When I made it to the classroom I was 10 minutes late and I could here that Mr Lucas had already started the lesson. As annoying as it was that I was late, I opened the door and swaggered into the class – no point looking like I was sheepish about something that was out of my control. Plus, sheepish wasn't in my repertoire. I smiled at my teacher when I walked in, Mr Lucas brows drew together. I just shrugged at him as if to say, all well, before turning and heading towards my seat. As I turned though, a flash of white hair caught my attention… oh crap. Looking over I saw Rowan sitting at a desk glaring at me. It took me a split second to reign in my features into cool indifference. As I walked past his hulking body to get to my desk I smirked at him. I owned this school and he was going to know it.

I swiftly sat down in my seat a few rows behind Rowan. Just out of ear shot. As Mr Lucas started his lecture Rowan leaned over the guy sitting next to him. I'm not proud to say that I didn't take any notice of him sitting next to Rowan. All I could tell from the back of his head was that he was almost as big as Rowan in the shoulders and the neck, he had hair as black as night and every time he glanced at Rowan he always seemed to be smiling. Lucky buzzard. I listened more intently to Rowan and the mystery man's conversation that the Mr Lucas but they were too far away for me to hear anything of importance.

Once I decided that I was going to confront Rowan after class, Mr. Lucas' lecture was a blur, but before letting us out he asked Rowan and the other student Rhys to stay behind. It would have to be done later. I bee lined for the gym for my P.E. class, ready to break a sweat.

Feyre POV

Getting to school this morning was a drag. Because it was a Friday Nesta was driving Elaine and myself. Usually she and her boyfriend, Cassian, would ride together however on Friday morning Cassian has football practice. Goodness knows how they are still together, they are opposites of each other. Despite this though I'm glad for her. I want to her to be happy. We drive in silence to school getting there 10 minutes after Cassian's practice finishes so that they can walk in with each other. Nesta parks that car and taps her foot waiting for Elaine and myself to get out so that she can leave. Once we're both out Nesta stalks off and Elaine flounces off to do whatever it is she does. I stand at the car by myself working out my next step. I scour the carpark to see if Aelin has arrived. I want to talk to her about last night, but instead of finding Aelin I see the stranger from last night. He's sitting on top of what I assume to be his sports car. He's surrounded by other students but more importantly glowering at his left-hand side is Rowan from last night.

This is not good. I must tell Aelin before she sees for herself. I start walking towards the school trying not to stare at the beautiful stranger. As I walk past the massive group the bell rings and he looks over at me. Like a deer caught in headlights I just stop. He grins at me and flight or fight response kicks in… I start hurrying to the doors of the school, once inside, I pick up the pace to my locker to grab my books. When I reach the end of the hall to my locker I take deep breaths as I put in my combination, trying to calm down my racing heart. The door opens and I breathe easy. Closing my eyes, I thought back to the moment our eyes met. They had a violet hue to them which must have been a trick of the light. What was not a trick of the light, was the corded muscles that were not lost under the shirt he was wearing. The long slender fingers that I just knew would be able to do delectable things. However, what caught my attention most was his lush sensual lips that were able to convey the most intimate of messages… even from the most innocent grins. I could spend days painting those lips. Just thinking about him made me blush.

I opened my eyes and grabbed the last of my books. Slammed my locker closed, I whirled in the direction of my class which lead me straight into a solid wall of muscle. Stumbling back, I started to apologise, trust me not to watch where I'm going, but as I look up I get entranced by eyes that were indeed a deep shade of violet. Forget the lips, even with years I don't think I would ever be able to get the exact shade of this man's eyes.

'Well hello Feyre darling'. His rich velvety voice washes over me as I try to blink back my astonishment. 'How do you know my name?' The words tumble out of my mouth too fast but this stranger doesn't seem to mind. 'I make is my business to know everyone's name, especially those of beautiful women.' He smirks at me again, snapping me out of my trance. 'Well then, fairs fair, what is your name then?' The stranger takes a step back and performs an overdramatic bow. 'My name, Feyre darling is Rhys. Pleasure to meet you.' I roll my eyes at him. I have enough dramatics with Aelin, I do not need anymore. Slamming my locker closed I face him. I can't get involved with this guy, especially since I saw him at the underground fighting ring. Who knows what he's tied up with. 'Look, Rhys, it was nice to meet you but I have to go.' Slipping around him I head of to class. I can feel his eyes boring into my back, so without sparing a glance I yell back to him that he should get to class too.

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