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Slipping out of the shower, Guinevere quickly dried both herself and her hair and dressed herself into dark skinny jeans, a t-shirt with the beatles on it, and another cardigan with the same pair of boots from the previous day. She quickly shoved on some mascara and some lip-gloss before she headed out of her bedroom and towards the front door, calling a quick goodbye to Elyan as she did so, although upon hearing no reply assumed that he was in the shower. She headed out of the front door, shutting it quietly behind her and headed down the steps, pausing in her tracks at the sight of both Morgana and Merlin leaning against a black porshe, a small smile creeping up her lips as she did so.
"It's creepy how easy it is to find someones address on google." Morgana stated with a small smirk. "Fancy a lift?" She inquired with a raised eyebrow. Guinevere grinned towards the pair and simply nodded before she slipped into the back seat - Morgana was driving, and Guinevere instantly put her seatbelt on. Merlin flashed her a small grin as he watched her before looking forward once more. They soon arrived at the school where the three of them slipped out of the car and made their way into the large building.
"So how was your first day?" Merlin inquired with a smile. Guinevere paused for a moment, wondering if it was wise to tell them about her run in with Arthur, or whether she would just sound like she was whining, after all, today would no doubt be different, right?
"It was fine, bit of a blur to be honest, still getting used to where everything is." She replied brightly - she was more than grateful to have friends, although she had had a fair few at her old school, she was in a completely different country now, and had no idea what to expect. Yet she was thankful that the first three classes of the day were with the both of them, weirdly enough. Eventually reaching the Social Studies classroom, the three slipped into the three seats at the very back of the classroom, and began to natter between themselves once more. The two found out that Guinevere was from England, Cambridge to be exact, and Guinevere learned that Morgana lived with her father and brother, whom she had promised to introduce too, and was from a very rich family, whereas Merlin seemed the opposite, an only child, that lived with his mother and had always grown up rather poor. It seemed typical that the rest of the day buzzed by and before she knew it, she was standing outside the English classroom, why she didn't go straight in she wasn't sure. Part of her just wanted to skip class, but this was one of her favourite subjects.
"Are you just going to stand there looking gormless or what?" A voice boomed from behind her and she span around to see only Arthur standing behind her, a look of amusement spread across his face. Guinevere simply rolled her eyes at him and headed into the classroom, and straight for her seat, noting how close Arthur was walking behind her as she quickly slid into her seat. Her hazel eyes darted around the classroom, fighting back the urge to roll her eyes at the sight of god knows how many girls swooning after the boy that she had so quickly come to dislike.
"Don't worry about them, they're only good for the occasional night now and again." Arthur stated with a smirk, obviously seeming rather proud about the fact that he had a fan club.
"It's crazy to think that you have anyone wanting to sleep with you when you talk so badly of women. Your not even that good looking, and with an attitude like yours, I can't understand how anyone likees you." Gwen resroted, unsure where her sudden bout of confidence had come from. She had never spoken badly of anyone before, always choosing to see the goodness in everyone, yet it seemed like this particular person was doomed to bring out the worst in her. Seeing his rather startled face made Gwen sit up straighter in her chair, a proud smile etched upon her face, as the teacher started the lesson. She spent most of the lesson scribbling down notes, to the point that her hand was beginning to get severe cramps. Putting down her pen, Gwen flexed her wrist and glanced up towards the teacher just in time for him to speak.
"I'm setting an assignment that will count as 65% of your overall grades. It's a home and a school assignment, so I expect all of you to put her best efforts in. You are to chose a famous novel or poem of your choice and are to explain it in your own ways, I'll give you some examples of course. I am also putting you into pairs for this assigment." The teacher stated. Guinevere felt her stomach instantly drop. Please, put me with anyone but him. Please, please please. She swallowed back a lump that had formed in her throat as she listened to the teacher call out of the names of paired students.
"Bethany and Elizabeth. Dave and Mary. And Arthur and Guinevere. These pairs are final, there will be no switching pairs or trading them, your stuck with them for the rest of the year I'm afraid." He stated, flashing Guinevere an apologetic smile. Fuck! Guinevere thought, her eyes flickering towards Arthur who was looking back at her but didn't seem apalled in the slighest which angered her slightly.
"Your house or mine?" Guinevere stated as she gritted her teeth, rolling her eyes at the sudden smirk that enveloped his mouth.
"Mine, I mostly always have a free house. Unless I have a girl coming over, or I have football plans." Arthur stated with a smirk, and Guinevere knew that he was attempting to get some sort of reaction out of her, and she refused to give it, she could not wait until this assignment was over.
"I should have known you were one of those football assholes, you have that kind of arrogance about you." Guinevere replied before she stood from her seat and grabbed her stuff just as the bell rang for the end of the day. "I dare ask, are you free tommorow?" She didn't especially want to spend her first free Saturday in New York, but it seemed she didn't have much choice. Arthur smirked once more and mimicked her actions of grabbing his bag and slinging it over his shoulder before he scirbbled down his address on a piece of paper and handed it to her.
"Come over sometime after 1, otherwise I can't guarantee I'll be awake, or a prick." He stated.
"More than you already are?" Guinevere asked, as she glanced up at him once more before heading out of the building and into the fresh air once more. Her troubled expression soon formed into a grin as her eyes fell upon her two best friends stood by their car.
"Rough day?" Merlin iquired with a small smile. Guinevere had just been able to reply when she heard Arthur call out something along the lines of 'See you tommorow, buttface!" in her direction. She groaned rather loudly in answer to Merlin's question and slipped herself into the car where Morgana whipped around to face her.
"I guess you've met my brother. In my defense he's my half brother." She murmered as she chewed down onto her bottom lip. Guinevere raised an eyebrow slightly but couldn't stop from laughing quietly, one of the first laughs she had done since she had been here.
"But your so different!" She exclaimed, causing a grin to spread across her friends face.
"I get that a lot. He's not always an asshole, sometimes he can be really nice. He's just had a lot of bad stuff happen to him." Morgana stated with a soft smile before she turned back to drive. Guinevere slumped in her seat, it was hard to imagine Arthur being nice, and not being arrogant for that matter.