Chapter 8

Noel said it was purely lust, Dave said it was attraction, Easton said that it may be nothing or it’s a feelings, and Richard said it was…it was love.



The quick beating of my heart is not included because it is natural for me. How fingers can have tension or I was paranoid?


It was so easy to say but I won’t believe of them either. How come days could do something bigger than that?


I've only known him for a week. I ought to despise him. My intent was to have him despise me and leave me alone, but now I'm thinking about upsetting the mindless hammering of my heart. Just simply because our fingers crossed along the way.



This was my first time being so bothered by a touch that not even last long.


My phone vibrated. I watched the boys went in the line in the canteen to buy some snacks before I opened the phone. If you're asking where they got that money, I'm wondering the same thing as well.



When I opened the text, my brows wrinkled as I read his message.

**
Jette.
**

Kairus sent a text message. I frowned and my heart pounded once again.



My first…first name.


How could he know what my first? I have two names, and my full name is Jette Aime Anderson. I stopped using that first name because I didn't like the way it sounded. It was incredibly manly, and everyone knows how much I hate it.


He texted again.

“I’m here at the guard house.”



My heartbeat had stopped. I stopped as well, and my mind was still alive.



“Hey…what’s wrong?” I overheard Noel say. I simply crumpled my chest.


I saw the boys rushing over me. I form my hands into fist and slightly push it to my chest.


Jette…Jette…Jette…Jette… I could even hear his voice in my mind.


“Aime!” Easton yelled when I didn’t answered them. Easton looks so frustrated, and terrified.


I tried to smile. I’m okay. I’m fine. It just it took so much to bear that someone calling me by my first name and it feels…different.



Someone touched my cheeks. It was Dave. His eyes were filled with worry. "Hey...hey...Aim....please talk,baby," he was so fucking worried.



I recently noticed my surroundings come to a halt. When I felt something cool in my arms, I sighed and took a deep breath. It was kind of release. When I looked down, it was Richard who was holding the bottle and allowing it to contact my arms.


I smiled and shook my head slowly, and breathe slowly.


“What’s wrong? I’m fine.” I whispered to them. They didn’t believed. I chuckled lightly to ease their worries. “I read something and was very taken aback and surprised."


I grinned and took Richard's bottle, drinking his water.




My phone beeped once more.

He was calling me. My heart began to beat again, and my gaze was attracted back to my problems.



"Aime," Noel said solemnly. I smiled and rolled my eyes at them. Can’t I stopped for a moment?




“I’m okay, guys! I promised! Someone just called me Jette, you know I hate it." I remarked. I shrugged my shoulder, and they were looking at me seriously with a crossed arms. I wiggled my brows to relax them and tried to smile naively at them.



“Let’s go? Kelsey’s brother is waiting at the guard house.”



I walked first, and the boys followed. I couldn't bring myself to smile. I would see him again but maybe it’s good to see or check…what if I’m just overthinking.


As we head, every time we passed, some students greeted us, and mostly girls yelled to the boys behind me.



I checked the time, and it's nearly twelve o'clock. Two minutes, to be precise. I chuckled at them, and they were completely silent. My smile faded and I pouted.



I pointed my watch.


“It’s already time! Let’s run!” I said. They shook their heads swiftly like it was a very bad idea.


"Let's just walk or wait until twelve o'clock," Easton said.


I shook my head, stubbornly. “No! Let's go! We no longer have time!” I said. I'm sure they won't agree.


“Just don’t be in rush. Let just wait.” Noel said. I pouted and nodded.

“Fine.” I said, and quickly run.



“Jette Aime Anderson!” They yelled violently at me. "Quit fucking running!" ”


I softly laughed, and still did anyway. When will I be able to run if I do not run?


When I got at the quadrangle and saw the guard house a few meters away, I slowed down.



I came to a halt, and saw the guard house meters away from here. I opened my mouth to breath. My gaze was drawn to a man in a business suit standing and looking over here while holding paper bags both in his hand.



I was going to walk up to him when the bell rang, and everyone stopped.


"Twelve o'clock prayer, guys," Richard said. And they're already behind me by my side. I overheard them whispering to the girls walking by.


I stared to the guy from afar. He found me where I was standing. I saw him watched at me seriously. And now I'm self-conscious about my appearance, figure, and paled face.



I should've used tint before coming here… I shook my head. What’s wrong with you, Aime.



The twelve o’clock prayer ended. I stopped walking because he began walking towards us, staring at me.



I couldn't help but keep an eye on myself. He was dressed formally, yet I was wearing my uniform with this skirt, and our disparities were obvious.


I took a breath and opened my mouth. He’s already in front of me. I noticed him looking behind me, where my boys were.



"T-thank you for delivering this lunch." I mumbled while staring to the paper bags. I’m glad that the boys were all silent.


“I haven’t eat my lunch so I brought a lot.” he continued, drawing my attention to him. "Where do you usually get your lunch?” I'll eat with you here." I locked my gaze on him.



"We usually ate outside-" Easton said, and when I looked over, the boys had already shut their mouths.


I saw students gazing on us. This is more than awkward.


I looked at them, and they nodded like they understood.

"Boys, get your lunch boxes ready.”Let's eat at the canteen," I murmured, and they nodded slowly, even if their forehead furrowed.


They took the lead, and Kairus and I trailed after. We began walking when he placed the bags to his left. The students were giggling, who wouldn’t? I was walking with the prominent, successful, and influential man.



“It’s Kelsey brother. The hot serious guy.” The girl mumbled as we moved through to them. They were all giggling at him. He’s already sold out to all women and students. He doesn’t even mind the students around.



My eyes still glanced to his hands. Would I feel it again if I held it? His hand is big, and veins are visible.


He was like a hot professor in his suit. I used to see like this alone but I was amazed like he look like a professor in the fiction world.



When his hand moved, I averted my gaze and cleared my throat.



Geez.


It was the most tense and awkward lunch of them all. It was evident that these guys didn't like each other. My boys were eating seriously, which was unusual. They were usual noisy and loud, and now, they were so quite that I could hear their heartbeat.


He returned to his office after a brief lunch break. Once Kairus left, the boys became very loud again, and they were talking about their basketball league this Saturday, while my thoughts wander this afternoon, about my date.


I will have my ice-cream date with Noel’s girlfriend, Marie. I texted Noel first and then I texted her. When the afternoon came, I was so excited to meet her again and to talk about it.


I waited outside. The boys were so persuasive to come along but I shoved them away. It’s girl time.


“I’m on my way.” Marie texted.


I smiled when I darted Thea walking out.


“Thea!” I called her. She came to a halt, turning red and shy. This is the Thea, a friend of Dave…I think.


"Are you already leaving? Let's go together! "I said cheerfully. Her eyes widened in horror, and she blushed so cutely.


"N-no...I...I'll go to the mall first-"


“Then, let’s come together.” I said and hold her arms as I see Marie’s car approaching.


The window opened and I was surprised to see Eason’s childhood best friend Gretta. Ow, I remembered, they went to the same school in Peregrine School Academy.


“Hey, bitches!” Gretta gretted us. Marie hit her forehead, jokingly.


Marie looked at me. “Is it fine? She saw me and she want to tag along with us.”



“Sure, no problem.” I replied. “I guess, it’s indeed a girls’ night out.