I stood up and nudged Leah. "Come on! Come with me,"
"Err... yeah," she grabbed her purse. "Come on, guys," she instructed Bliss and Vanille to follow us.
I turned back as soon as the strange guy disappeared out the
Why'd he have to smile like that? Did I make a stupid mistake!? I mean, of course I got the powers mixed up, but that's not a big deal! I didn't want to admit it, but I was constantly searching for his approval. If I felt like I let him down, I'd feel awful until he did something like this; until he did something that reassured me.
4.45 p.mFriday"I think the wedges are fine," I said, pointing at
"Um, I have to take this call, guys," Aeliana said as she stood up from the bench. "I'll be in the restroom, and nowhere else, okay?" "Okay," Leah and Caleb nodded in agreement. They weren't supposed to split, but since Aeliana promised to be in the restroom and only there, they felt somewhat satisfied and safe.
Mr. Decarlo was seated on his black leather sofa, flipping through the pages of the non-fiction novel that he was reading at the moment. Shutting the book, he glanced at the unconscious body that lay on the couch that was on his left. Her hair was disheveled and her dress was torn. Mr. Decarlo wasn't sure what she did to deserve this.
"... you've been living in the neighboring building?" Letting out a small huff, he smiled and nodded gently. "This is the main reason I brought you here. Better than going to a hospital," Looking back at the building that she just walke
"Shall we get started then?" the Dean asked the professors beside him. They nodded in response. "Alright," he sat up straight. "A very good morning to you, Mr. Burke, Dr. Decarlo, Mrs. Lee and students! Today, we're here to discuss regarding the incident that supposedly took place on the night of the dinner dance,"
He said 'no'.... Why did he say 'no'?Normally, he would want me to forget everything unusual that happened between us... but right now, few minutes before, he was... different...
"I believe I said, 'The Feynman Lectures; Volume 2'," Mr. Decarlo growled as he looked down at the grey cover of the book that said 'Vol. 1'. "Isn't that it?" Aeliana asked, not bothering the slightest bit to make a single movement. "You had one job, Winslow," He sighed, waving the thick book in the air.