*NOT EDITED*
So far today's been good.
Writing class was...harder but Lexi sat next to me and practically killed Cohan with her eyes. Then when I stepped out of class Chase was waiting for me, said he wanted to go to lit class together. But I knew the truth and silently thanked him for it.
And of course, waiting for me outside lit class was Rohan and a cup of coffee. And now Rohan is walking me to language and linguistic class.
I take a sip of coffee. Wait a second, then, "Don't you have a class to get to?"
He tightens his grip on my hand, "I'd rather be here." When I give him a look he laughs, "It's all good, Fly. I finished the essay we were supposed to work on today and already sent it to the professor."
I roll my eyes, "So you don't think about hockey all the time, good to know." I say in an exaggerated voice.
Rohan chuckles, "I think about more than just hockey and school. Specifically a witty and bratty blonde hockey player."
I mock gasp, "I knew there was something between you and Chase. Makes sense now, you have a type." I grin.
He stops which makes me stop with him. He tugs me closer, encircles my waist. "Your just in a mood huh?" He says into my ear. "But I guess that's where your mind would go. Me and Chase? You'd love that wouldn't you." When I give him a confused look he whispers, "Together." And smacks my ass.
I'm disgusted in a second. "Gross, Rohan. That'd be like fucking my brother." I shiver at the thought. He laughs as we continue walking. "But...I'm not saying that he's not attractive, because he is."
His jaw tightens.
I smirk, "I mean like have you seen his eyes? They're gorgeous color of a rain forest. And then there's his body. So muscular━"
Rohan tugs me into his side this time, "Keep talking about another guy being attractive and see what will happen." He warns in my ear, in a low voice. We pass a professor as we walk out of the building and head to another. Rohan waves at him like he didn't just threaten me.
I reach up, "And what will happen?"
He looks down and I see that his eyes have dilated and their practically black. But he can't say it because we pass a cluster of students who are eyeing us. I ignore them. He bends down to my height, "You'll beg me."
My eyes widen before a smirk spreads across my face. After we say bye and I'm sitting beside a friend, Ciera. "Oh my god, you're at school!" She exclaims. "What the heck happened to you?"
I open my computer and bring out my binder, "Well I was sick at first and then went to a tournament."
She doesn't say anything and when I look at her she's eyeing me carefully. Then she says, "Are you okay?"
That makes me freeze, "What do you mean?" I advert my eyes.
"Well a sickness doesn't last 2 weeks and you were fine enough to play hockey but not go to school. I'm just wondering why you lied." She shrugs.
Goddam her. Ciera is a psychology major and hopes to work in the FBI as a behavioral analyst. She also has a photographic memory and a weirdly cool IQ. So she was drawn to Criminal Minds and was inspired by Spencer Reid since she associates herself with him.
"I had a family emergency." I say distracting my hands with typing on my laptop, to keep my hands from shaking.
She silent again and I can tell she's reading me. I almost thank her when she lets it go and the class starts.
When I'm finished with my work before Ciera I go on messages on my computer that's hooked up with my phone so it doesn't look like I'm not doing anything. I go onto Rohan's icon and start typing.
Me: Mason, Andrew, John, Kai, Reid, Mick, Alex.
He responds almost immediately.
Rohan: Why are you naming our teammates?
Me: Oh, I'm just naming some guys I find attractive...
This time the three dots that indicate he's typing appear and disappear about 10 times before he responds.
Rohan: Just wait.
And that sends a chill of anticipation up my spine.
"Why does you face look like that?" Ciera asks.
I immediately get out of my conversation with Rohan. I look to Ciera, "What?"
Her eyes widen, "Oh my god your sexting!" She whispers low enough for only us to hear.
I furrow my brows but then remember who I'm talking to, "Damn you, Ciera and your psycho analysing me." I mumle.
She laughs, "I called it. You and Rohan. The tension between you guys was suffocating."
I roll my eyes.
"No seriously. I was just waiting for you guys to jump each others bones." She teases.
But I groan as I slide down my chair.