Dark Fate

Chapter 13

When it was time for the test, I made sure that I was ready mentally and by that I didn't mean the studying part. I meant clearing out anything that would cause a distraction. It went by quickly and then as second period approached, I was positively sure that I'd passed.  

I hurriedly went to my locker to grab my textbook when I noticed a bunch of guys around Heather. She looked totally uncomfortable and was blushing; I thought it was because one of the guys had asked her out.

"Hey love." I didn't want to turn around since I instantly recognized Ethan's voice.

"Don't call me love." I said irritably.

He moved closer. "Because you love Adrian?" he whispered in my ear.

I drew back and he laughed.

"Excuse us," Heather came over and said, more like demanded. She gave Ethan one of the most loathsome looks I'd ever seen and started dragging me away.

We appeared in the washroom, which was again empty, I think.

"Come on Laine. You should have recognized me by now," Heather said.

I stared at her bluish-grey eyes and then sapphire eyes were suddenly staring back at me.

"Mireille!" I almost yelled. Who else would cast Ethan that kind of hateful look? Still, it wasn't that obvious. I mean the familiar stranger looked nothing like Mireille. Even Adrian could have been fooled by her, well... if they didn't have their whole mind-reading thing.

"I'm so glad that you're okay," I cried and hugged her.

"I'm sorry to have worried you," she said calmly, but then her voice turned grave.

"Now, listen to me," she said sternly. "You have to avoid Ethan at all times. Even if he says something offensive, you have to resist the urge to retaliate."

I was about to protest, but then kept quiet. She had obviously overheard my little conversation with him. It hadn't even been a conversation- more like a two-second thing. On the other hand, she was right. If I just ignored Ethan overall, he probably wouldn't bother talking to me after sometime.

"Okay," I said sheepishly and then realized how late I was for second period.

"Don't worry about that," Mireille said when she noticed my panicked expression.

I was about to ask what she meant by that, but she was already at the door.

Mireille had enrolled in all my classes and during the entire day, she stuck by me like she had just been assigned as my new guardian. I didn't really mind and Bailey and Jayme seemed to be cool with it after I told them that Heather was an old friend. They actually got along really well with her, talking about the latest in the world of fashion. I didn't really listen or share my opinion. I was too distracted by Ethan, who kept staring at me. I didn't bother to look at him, but I felt his eyes on me the whole time. He was adjacent to where I was seated and up until then, he hadn't bothered to stare or talk to me (I owed that to Mireille's excellent guarding skills). But at that moment, I felt as if he was examining me.

"What's wrong?" Mireille then asked. Bailey and Jayme both turned their attention to me.

"Nothing," I quickly covered. Mireille looked like she was going to question me. At last, she decided not to and launched into her love for cute, frilly dresses. It made me want to tell her to go shop at Glittermax.

I couldn't help but laugh as I recalled one girl's stare (I remembered her from Jayme's prior entourage) while Mireille and I drove away in a black Lamborghini. Her mouth literally fell open and I guessed it was because she wasn't as rich (as I'd thought) to afford one. Mireille said she had bought the car and I believed her... somewhat. I knew I shouldn't be laughing because that had sort of been my reaction when I first saw the car.