Finding Cinderella

ღ Finding Cinderella (26)

ღ Finding Cinderella- 26 ღ

-Kylie-

"Gotta go now. See you later, Kylie," Erik said, getting up from the seat and swinging his bag over his shoulder. We just had a study session, and for half an hour I had my jaw dropped at how smart Erik really was in physics. For real, he put my hard-earned A-minus grade to shame.

Julianne and I said our goodbyes as he jogged away. I wondered why he was always in a hurry, but I decided not to ask him. That would be nosy of me. Instead, I went back to my schoolwork and tried to finish it before my motivation ran out. I didn't like doing my homework at home because I'd still be doing them at school the following day, anyway.

A moment later, Julianne transferred to my side. "Erik sure seems like an okay guy, but I'd still place my bet on Tristan," she said.

I narrowed my eyes at her, giving her an 'are you serious?' look. "Don't start another Tristan talk again, Jules. I have to concentrate right now."

"Hey!" Lacey greeted as she arrived at our table, gasping as if she'd been running.

"Hey, Lace. Where have you been?" Julianne asked.

"Oh, just somewhere..." Lacey said cagily. She sat across from me and grinned. Being her sister, I found it easy to discern her moods, and right now, I could sense that her smile wasn't just a simple happy smile. It felt like there was a sinister motivation or something behind it, and it was starting to weird me out.

I raised an eyebrow at her. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"How come you're wearing such a sour look on your face? Smile a little!" she said.

"It's just my face," I grumbled.

"Don't worry. She's fine," Julianne answered. "I simply mentioned T's name, and her mood crashed immediately. It's like flipping an on-and-off switch."

I put my pen down and sighed. "There's a superstitious belief that if you say Macbeth inside a theater, it'll cause a disaster. That's what happens, too, when you speak his name. And his curse is way more evil because the disaster happens everywhere."

Julianne snorted a laugh at the same time Lacey said, "Hmm, let's see if that's true. Tristan!"

"Stop," I barked.

"Sis, you always overreact when it comes to him."

"I-I don't," I stammered. Dammit. I didn't know how to explain myself. "I feel perfectly calm, actually. I... have zero emotions toward him." I lifted my chin and tried to act unruffled.

"Like him or hate him, you can't deny that he has an effect on you," Julianne pointed out.

"Tristan!" Lacey called again, much louder this time, and she laughed. For a second, she gazed past me and her grin broadened until I thought her cheeks would crack. She returned her attention to me, and I clenched my teeth in annoyance. I decided to ignore their teasing and go back to studying.