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EVA

Jesus, he had grey eyes. Not brown like every other dark-skinned guy at this school. Grey. And how startlingly cold they were.

Starting to feel prickly under his intense gaze, I looked away, rubbing my palms together under the table to rid the cold I was suddenly feeling. With my head still lowered, I peeked at him out of the corner of my eye and to my greatest relief, he wasn't looking at me anymore. He was now making patterns with his food on his plate. How weird.

"Who is that guy? " I asked before I could stop myself.

"Who? "

"The one sitting on the same side as Alexander. "

Laura shook her head when she saw who I was talking about. "That's Vaughn. He's a total creep. And I don't mean that lightly. "

That much I could tell.

"Does anyone even have traditional names here? " I squinted and she chuckled.

"They do. We just prefer to go by our English names. Since, you know, they're easier to pronounce. "

I nodded. That was true, I guess. And I wasn't one to talk. I went by my E
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