Chapter seven.

Skylar walked into the canteen feeling like a huge weight had been dropped on her shoulder.

She forced a straight look on her face, forcing her legs forward.

'i will just get lunch then go outside to eat.' she filled her tray, with a slight shrug. 'afterall I like eating alone.'

She had barely turned around when she heard a loud call. Glancing over her shoulder she saw a table of 'clowns' waving her over.

Thoroughly ignoring them, Skylar turned to walk out of the canteen, when she heard her name again.

This time it was a familiar dirty blond guy.

'Oliver?' Skylar was somewhat surprised.

Does he needs my help with the note?

She weighed the scale, before finally deciding to honor his request.

There was a total of three people sitting at the table. A black haired, average fat, shorty who Skylar was sure won't be that taller than her, a very tall, black haired, extremely handsome guy, then Oliver.

The very handsome guy (as Skylar refers to him as) pulled a chair from another tab