***NOW A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY***
[Book One of the Arabella Academy Series]
Four teenagers, one dead girl and a whole lot of secrets surrounding a school.
What happens when a murder that absolutely had nothing to do with you... simply had something...
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Marcus and Jeff continued searching for Michelle and Luis, ignoring the piercing glares everyone kept throwing them. They halted in their tracks when they saw William right ahead.
Marcus eyed Jeff mischievously and Jeff glanced at him back with the same mischief. They knew they were thinking of the same thing when they both approached William.
Their mission?
To rub the fact that Stewart was Marcus' father in his face.
"Hey, Mr William!" Marcus barked gleefully. William looked at him with the same bored expression he had been having.
"This is a civilised community Mr Marcus, you can't go around calling people as if you are in your mother's house. Do I look like your maid?" William hissed.
"Someone's being shady today," Jeff whispered, but William heard every bit of it.
"Do you know where else people can be shady? Detention! Now, get out of my sight before I decide which one between detention and expulsion is easier!" he was shouting. Students stopped and looked at him as if he was some kind of mad man. Marcus and Jeff hurriedly excused themselves hurriedly and resumed on their search for Michelle and Luis, disappointed that their plan did not fully succeed.
They met Michelle first. She was wearing a peacock-themed dress and managed to look outstanding in it. She had tied her hair into a ponytail and dyed the ends of her hair blue, purple and green to match her dress. She ran to the boys on seeing them.
"Is it me or did the long lost brothers of Noah Centineo finally decide to show up?" she remarked as she hugged the both of them.
"Oh, cut it," Marcus exclaimed as she hugged him. "You look stunning, as always."
A pink patch started to form on Michelle's cheeks.
"Thank you," she gushed.
"Have you seen Luis?" Jeff asked. He was worried why Luis hadn't seen him yet.
"Oh yeah! He's in the school auditorium, sorting out some issues. You know he is in charge of these things, right?"
Michelle was correct. Luis was the president of the LGBTQIA Alliance of Arabella Academy. He was the one involved in planning all of what was happening at the moment. Jeff excused himself and went to the auditorium. It was still the same as it had been, although now it had been replaced by a feeling of chill and fear. Sheila's death had surely changed the atmosphere around there. Jeff spotted Luis at the far end of the corner and approached him.
"I see someone has become quite the fashionista today," Luis received him.
"Just stop it," Jeff smiled. "This thing won't even last a day!"
"What do you mean? You look beau...colourful," Luis complimented.
"You are also quite cute...Messy...I mean... dirty. Sorry, dirty in some kind of messy cutey way?" Jeff guessed.
"I appreciate the honest view," Luis joked. They laughed for two seconds and went to a moment of awkward silence.
Luis eyed Jeff. The boy had just entered his life yet he couldn't stop thinking about him. Jeff always managed to make him calm whenever he was around him. He wondered whether he might be having feelings for him. Unsure of himself, he stepped closer to him. His face. His face made him smile. Don't forget his lips. He wondered what they tasted like. Why should he wonder? He could just find out right there and then. He closed his eyes as he leaned forward to solve what was his biggest mystery at the moment.
"Luis, darlinnnnngggggggg...."
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