Chapter 3

"Eli, we're going to stretch over there. Meet us there when you're done, ok?" Anya said, pointing towards the middle where one could see others were stretching and jumping ropes.

"Mn."

Elizabeth ran towards the different court that she saw in passing while jogging. It seemed like it's used for running as she could hear fast footsteps, and she didn't want to disturb the rest with her being the only one here to run around the tracks, so she walked towards the other one.

There, she saw six men working pretty hard and four girls on track preparing to run.

It was weird to see only a handful of students on this part of the field.

As she walked in, nobody paid attention to her, and she was very glad about that. She looked up when she felt a tap on her shoulder and saw one of the four girls gesturing for her to join them.

She felt confused at first with the friendliness but nodded nonetheless. "You looked alone, so i thought you might want to join." The lady smiled at her, and it was so serene that Elizabeth felt the corners of her mouth twitch wanting to smile back as a response but held in.

That will be so unlike her.

"Mn. Thank you."

"I'm Jane Yang, and this is Wendy Quinn." The woman introduced herself and her friend who had a stoic expression.

Bowing down a little, Elizabeth introduced herself to them. "Elizabeth Lancaster. Nice to meet you."

The two girls were indeed very surprised by the way she introduced herself. It was so very uncommon and different, almost looking noble. However, they did not put much thought into it, taking that as being a part of her upbringing.

Jane smiled and pulled Elizabeth along with Wendy with her and proceeded to walk towards the longest track.

"We're having a small friendly competition want to join? Lien was saying that she runs the fastest, so why not test it?" One girl said, and they all nodded, getting ready for a race of 100 meters and then 600.

The boys saw that something was going on with the girls, stood on the bleachers, and were hooting for their preferences.

Elizabeth didn't bother with them and got ready to run. Having opponents would be a better practice for her, so she focused on her trianing.

There, she saw one girl standing at the side, ready to blow the whistle.

It all happened so fast for anyone to register when they saw a shadow pass by so fast just after the whistle blew. There stood Elizabeth at the end of the finish line while the rest didn't even reach halfway.

From the corner of her eyes, she could see the men look at her in disbelief. She paid no attention but waited for her companions to reach her.

"Oh my god! How do you run so fast? Jane is the fastest amongst us, but you run like William!"

Elizabeth frowned as she didn't know who that was, but let it go. She didn't know what to say in response, so she just kept quiet.

The same happened the next time when they decided to go for a few laps.

All of them except Wendy,Jane, and Elizabeth started running at the beginning, making them unable to go on further while Jane and Wendy jogged at a quite fast pace.

Elizabeth jogged the first few rounds in her usual fast pace, but when it was the last lap, she accelerated so fast that even Wendy and Jane couldn't see her move but just felt her swish past them.

And once again, Elizabeth was there at the finish line, sweating the bare minimum. It's like she did this every day, and it wasn't even worth breaking a sweat, which was.... true.

"Compete with me." She heard a voice speak from behind her.

Elizabeth wasn't short at all, rather she was very tall at the height of 179cm, taller than Iris and Anya, even though the other two were tall as well but she could feel the person beside her to be taller at maybe 186cm if not more and it was a man.

"Why?" She just asked, looking ahead and not at the person who spoke.

She could feel the person staring at her, but she didn't say or do anything much.

"Because you're worthy to be my opponent and because you maybe can defeat me?"

At that, she turned to face he man beside her. If she was stunned, she didn't show it on her face, but the man was ethereal.

His sharp almond eyes danced with mischief and pulled her in like a charm. The sharp nose, the solid jawline, and the beautiful full lips and the mole below the bottom lip.

He looked surreal.

"Ok."

Elizabeth didn't know how she could not break face, but she gave herself a pat mentally for keeping a facade and not giving away how she'd just been mesmerized by his visuals.

However, she didn't know that the man could clearly see the tips of her ear go blood red and the blush spread through her pale neck.

"Fuck."

She heard him mutter a curse and when she looked at him, she saw the said man clenching his fists and taking in deep breath with closed eyes.

She frowned momentarily and snapped her head back into position as she felt him turn.

Not good, not good.

She walked with the guy towards the start of the tracks and they ran at the blow of the whistle but what surprised her was that as she used her full potential, she could see him running by his side also at his full potential.

This was nice. She finally met someone who could match with her speed as they reached the finish line together.

"I'm William Warren." He introduced himself once they reached the finish line.

"Elizabeth Lancaster."

Their greetings were cut short when an entourage came into the field, and Elizabeth could feel the hair in the back of her neck stand up.

This was bad.

Iris and Anya were done with their stretches but didn't see Elizabeth anywhere near the field.

"Did she go into her seniors field?" Iris asked with worry laced in her voice.

"Let's go and see." Anya and Iris ran towards the field, and as they went nearer to the tracks, they saw all of them looking at the tracks.

Anya gasped lightly when she saw Elizabeth and their senior race together at such fast pace.

"Oh my." She heard Iris say.

They could feel someone starting at them, but strangely, it didn't feel uncomfortable, but it sent tingles to their stomach.

Then they felt it. The usual disgust and creepiness you feel when someone checks you out in an indecent manner.

Robert Charles.

"Look, what we have here. New faces. Correction, pretty new faces." He said as he walked inside.

Anya felt nervous as she saw him eyeing her up and down. She silently cursed her inability to fight back and absolutely hated the look in his eyes.

"Anya." She heard Elizabeth call her.

Oh boy.

"Hmm." She responded and saw how the bastards eyes sparkled in lust seeing Elizabeth.

"Wow, aren't you a beautiful one?" He spoke in a sultry voice.