Thirteen

Raven

After about an hour of pouring over the complex math problems, Vlad tossed himself into his chair, rubbing his eyes and stifling a yawn.

"Struggling to keep up?" William mocked. "There's no bed in the library, so if you're tired, you can head back to your dorm."

Vlad tossed him the middle finger. Our eyes met and explosive currents raced through me. His scent was like a drug, lulling me to euphoria.

My cheeks burned and I took deep, steadying breaths, pretending not to be affected by his presence. I stared intently at my worksheet, trying desperately to focus on the blurry equations.

"Have you gotten the answer to this?" William showed me question four, and when we compared our answers, they were the same.

I smiled, giving him a quiet high five while Vlad groaned, crumpling up his worksheets and stretching his arms above his head.

"Vlad, you better not sleep off," I nudged him, secretly craving to run my hand over his beautiful hair.

"I'm awake, I'm awake," he mumbled