Think I need some sleep... it's three and I have school in like four hours. This chapter seemed short for some reason to me. It didn't take very long. OH! Sorry if something doesn't make sense in some of this. I have going a horrible job at doing touch ups.
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-Croical
I was never a morning person to begin with; now having to get up at six A.M just to fit a shower in was something that didn't come easy. Everyone was up readying for the day but me. I was slumped over my pillow wanting to go back to three hours ago when I was peacefully asleep like everyone else. The hall light on was blinding as I try to adjust.
Tyler walked into my room standing by my bed. "Up, now." He gruffed pulling to the blankets off my rendering my skin to fridged goose bumps. I hugged myself sitting up. My eyes clearing as I focused on his face. Pure edge and fine features lined him. High raised cheek bones, a defined square jaw. He looked what I pictured of delinquent with actually style.
My own eyes narrowed looking at him.
"I can handle getting up on my own Tyler." He meant to come out but was only a timid whisper. His own eyes narrowed lowering himself.
"It's my job to make sure everyone is up and at em' for school. I am second in charge." He growled, his lips frowning with a scowl. I stood up and shook my head. He was all talk and no show; it was easy to see he wouldn't hurt me. I knew better than to fall for his big talk. Under that aggressive shell I would bet money he is a very sensitive sweet guy, just wish I could see it.
I walked out to the hall. The cool wood under my feet stung like frozen cement, my feet red haul screaming at he to hurry off the flooring. I turned the next corner to find the bathroom empty, praise the lord. I sat my towel the counter and looked at myself in mirror, not a pretty sight. My hair was in mats, dark circles around my eyes. I shook t off and turned on the shower. Waiting until I saw steam I undress from my pajamas and closed the door. I walked over and stepped into the white porcelain tub. Letting the water devour the stinging cold from me and engulfed my body in hot praising waters. My hair fell into my eyes riding it of the small snarls. A small soft sigh erupted from my throat only to be cut off from a knocking.
"Hurry if you don't want to be late." He was short and low, Tyler. I shook my head but listened. I shampooed quick and added a conditioning. I washed and wrapped a towel around under my arms protectively. Walking back out Tyler was still there at the door. Was he waiting for me? I rolled past him and into my room before he could barely open his mouth. The steam swam around like a school of fish in the sea. I dried quickly, an army of goose bumps attacking my skin.
I changed into the mandatory black and red plaid pants; luckily they were tighter around my legs giving them more life. I dressed in the white dress shirt keeping a mellowed red tank top underneath. Tucking it in and fixed my tie on to perfection. I combed through my hair and dried it. Moving it into place until I was satisfied I smiled with my appearance. I grabbed my black mini messenger bag slinging it over my shoulders so it rested at my hip. I cleared it of buttons and pinned the golden griffon emblem on the strap just above heart. I nodded to the mirror and left for the downstairs.
At the bottom of the stairs yet again Tyler was waiting for me. What was he mad at me or something?
"Your apart of Eros, you eat at Eros." He said walking away to the dining area. In the entry It was lead into the living room immediately and shared a room with the connecting dining table. I walked behind him to see everyone sitting at the table munching on various foods. I sat down by the book worm, Damon. The twins faced us. Tyler sat at the foot of the table, Jasper at the head. Jasper smiled charming as he did when I first saw him. I grabbed a giant chocolate muffin and a tall glass of orange juice.
"Good morning Carter." Jasper smiled and sat back in his chair, he crossed his legs at the knee, his arms rested on the rests. Like a king on his thrown.
"Tell me, what is your class schedule?" He asked tilting his head curious. I looked up to him taking a small bite.
"Ancient History, Algebra, Writing, Astrology, Micro Biology, Mythology." I said going through my memory. Damon perked his head up.
"You're in Jasper's Astrology and Ancient History, you share Algebra with Tyler, you're with me in Writing and Mythology, and the twins in Micro." He said pushing up his glasses. I looked at them and nodded with a light smile.
"I share no classes with Xylas?" I asked. Damon shook his head looking to the short boy next to Tyler. "No, I have all A.P classes." He said pouting his lips. He looked at me with spiteful eyes. What was his problem?
"Looks like you're with me for the first hour love." He grinned standing up. He walked to the couch effortlessly grasping his side carried portfolio bag by the handle. "Almost ready?"
I nodded and stood up walking to him. "Don't worry Xylas has study hall first hour and almost never shows up, he cleans up." He said walking to the door slipping his shining black leather shoes. I walked to him already with my checkered black and white vans on. He smiled slipping his arm on my back and hooking his hand around to grab the strap of my bag. The blood rushed to my cheeks at the touch and froze for a moment. I stumbled as he pulled the door open and pulled me with him as we left into the cool autumn morning. Grass deadening into a faint yellow, leaves changing to colors of the sunset.
He pulled me close to him walking down the path. It was still early for students to be about on campus. He took it as motive to keep me even closer.
"It's chilled." He said, able to see his breath.
"We should have worn jackets." I grumbled though chattering teeth.
"Oh well, it's too late we are half ways there." He said taking long strides careful to keep in mind my short quick paced steps. Unnoticed to his attention I rolled my eyes walking to the tall brick lined building. It fit perfect for Ancient History, it looked ancient itself. Jasper lifted his free hand to pull the door open keeping the other planted on my back. Both of us walked into the class. A warm breeze flowed through the room into the still crisp air. We crossed the borders of in and out. Looking around my gaze found Jasper. Bliss, pure bliss settled over all his emotions. He was in a calm state of relaxing. He must really like this class to look so at peace with just stepping into it.
Faint cream powdered the walls; bark cherry wood stained the flooring. Maps of all ages tacked on the wall. A white board wasn't there, rather an old forest green black board was resting at the head of the class. Single desks with push in chairs lined in five across, seven back.
"Welcome to Ancient History Love." Jasper whispered with smiling lips. A small smile touched my own lips to see him like this, he was almost proud to present this class room to me. I wanted to tell him it was cute but he might take it offensively, so instead I just smiled calmly. He guided me forward and walked to his own desk, in the dead middle. He set his books down and his bag underneath and stood back. He flipped his wrist inside up to look at his watch checking time. He let it drop walking to the teacher's desk and hunching over it. He opened a drawer and stood back with a book in hand. He walked back and gave it to me.
"This is yours for the year; you know the drill of loss of damage." He said and walked to his own desk again. I smiled seeing him take a seat. He looked around pointing to desks muttering. I felt my own brows mesh together in curiosity.
"There." He said pointing a desk in front of himself. "No one sits in front of me it blocks views normally." He said. My eyes darted from him to the desk.
"Won't I be in your way like everyone else?" It made no sense for me to sit there, it it was in his way he would just be made at me.
"You'd never be in my way Carter, plus then I know you are still on task. I don't think you would want to be in the back with the distractions." He said looking up at me. My lip quivered hearing his first statement. I nodded faintly walking to the desk sitting down it in it. I set my side bag on a side Jasper couldn't reach. Setting my book down looking at the class I found some students filling in. Some guys in the issued uniforms, none compared to the ones in Eros, especially Jasper. Erg mind quit thinking that way, it won't get you anywhere. Others where girls, high raised pleaded skirts the same design as our pants. They also had dress shirts, but theirs were black. All having red ties with either blazers or the same red sweaters.
Some passed us without a second look. Some hung clinging and gathering at the sight of Jasper. One caught the most up on him. A beach bottle blonde slung her eyes around his. Her breasts bulged with her loosely buttoned shirt tucked in tightly, her hair up in high cheerleaders pony tail raised on a long flow. The sweater tied around her neck at the arms.
"Hey Jassy." She cooed close to his ear. In comparison she was perfect with him. I turned seeing them together. Jasper smiled pinching her arms playfully.
"Caroline." He said in a one worded answer. Were they together? How close where they? Have they fooled around? All these questions blazed through my mind. She giggled looking at me, her face clearing and filling with curiosity.
"Who's the kid?" She asked nipping at his ear. He froze; her hand grabbed her chin pulling her away.
"This is Carter, our newest member of Eros." He said proud of presenting me. I smiled faintly putting on my game face. She smiled widely sending a wink my way.
"Alright Ladies and Gents, take your seats. No need for chit chat." The man said waling into the room. He was a tall lengthy man with dark black rooted hair. Piercing green eyes lined him; he looked younger but more official than most.
"A new student if in our mists." He said searching around looking around. His gaze fell to me.
"Ahh, there are you Mrs. Cadwel." He said pointing to the middle section of desks. Everyone's gave reverted to me. I could already feel the starring heat wash over my body and hearing faint murmurs. Regret ran through my head. Why did I have to be new? I faked a smile nodding.
"Yes sir." I said, sitting in my chair properly.
"Attendance." He said picking up his clip bored. He began running through names, my mind bean slipping to Jasper and that girl Caroline. They couldn't be dating… could they? He had kissed me. Was he just playing me? That was probably it. He was just stringing along for fun when she wasn't around. They probably do all sorts of things; I don't even want to think about this.
"Grenich, where is Grenich?" He called. My head lifted to the sound of a knocking on the door.
"I'm here Zowski; don't get your panties in a twist." A girl called. She could catch anyone's eyes. Pale skin with defined fetchers, long loosely curled pumpkin orange hair with dark ashen fragments here and there, it came down past around her shoulders thickly. Her black tight black dress shirt fit her snugly and pulled around her curves. Surprisingly she wasn't wearing a skirt; she was wearing skin tight guy's red and black plaid pants, her dress shirt un-tucked. Her thick black leather boots looked fitting to the band KISS. Her eyes were heavily lidded with black make up thickly done. Her shirt was rolled to her sleeves and her collar undone. She was beautifully gothic looking. Something about her was alluring and dark. In the back I could hear seers and whispers.
She walked past to the seat next to me. She opened the book smacking her gum quietly. The teacher shaking his head in her direction.
"Miss. Grenich, you are violating both class curfew and dress code." He said pulling his glasses off. Through the corner of my eyes I could see her roll her eyes and slouching back. Class started and drowned on. I personally loved Ancient History but all I could focus on was the girl next to me. She would sigh every once in a while engrossed into the study. Was she actually interested in it? I could see notes being pasted around and landed to her. I saw her being taken aback. She was clearly unhappy with it. I wonder what it was. She crumpled it letting it drop to the floor. Numerous questions being asked, hands would rise, they would be asked, more reading than repeated. It was like a system. By the end of the hour I was completely set on talking to this girl.
After being dismissed from class we all stood picking up bags and books being put away. I looked up to see the girl stretch quickly and gathered the few items. I stood walked over around to her side.
"H-hello." He murmured watching her. She looked up giving a scowl. She clearly didn't want to talk. Jasper came around pulling me around to him.
"Laylen." He hissed gripping my shoulder. The girl grinned seeing him.
"Well if it isn't the prince." She sneered crossing her arms across her chest. She looked between Jasper and I. Nervousness came over my body. What happened between them?
"Have a new little friend?" She asked. Jasper gave a roll of his eyes.
"New rookie of Eros." He grinned already knowing her won this battle. Laylen jutted out her hip with a pop.
"Price please, he is so not going to fallow your army of the prissys." She said narrowing her eyes. Jasper stiffened.
"Well he sure isn't going to fall to your dark freak depths of Gothicism." He spat back. Her eye brow arched watching him.
"Listen here bub." She said taking a step pushing a finger into his chest. She rose to her tippy toes getting in his face. "Don't go stereo typing what you don't know, especially one who is as ignorant as you." She said stepping back. He shook his head.
He heaved pulling away from her seeing Tyler at the door. He walked over with me to him.
"Keep him away from that." He hissed motioning to Laylen fallowing them.
"Oh such a smart plan. Give him to the sake of bricks, a real smart move prince." She said pushing past them. Tyler looked at her narrowing his eyes and pulling her back by the collar.
"What you call me freak?" He gruffed. She looked at him and stepped into him pressing her chest to him.
"A sack of bricks." She said simply. I watched her with envy. Why couldn't I be like that? Why did I have to be a wimp and so self-conscious? Tyler growled pulling her feet off the air by her collar threateningly. She looked at him with a scowl herself.
"You're seriously going to hit a girl?" She asked unfazed by the lifting. This chick was seriously scared of like nothing.
"I wouldn't call you a girl in those pants." Jasper scoffed watching her turn dark crimson.
"YOU SEXOUS BASTARD!" She screamed landing a good punch on Tyler's jaw making her go. She turned on her heals walking away utterly pissed. I looked up at them bewildered.
"That was too far." I warned surprised with my own voice. It was like I had no control of what I was doing. I turned fallowing the girl leaving both Jasper and Tyler to drop their jaws and eyes widen.
I turned corners fallowing her quietly until she made it outside and out the gates of the campus. Where the hell was she going?! I fallowed helpless. All I wanted to do was help the poor girl. She stormed to a nearby school settling at the playgrounds swing sets. I fallowed walking to face her.
She covered her face. Her body shook with faint sobs. Was she crying? Her back was hunched over, her legs crossed at the ankles, swing wobbling and jerking to her movements. I came around sitting at the swing next to her and reached resting a hand on her shoulder.
"I'm sorry." I whispered.