to stare at her. She hoped nothing ever broke in her bedroom.
But what if he purposely damages something just to see the girls?
She wouldn’t put it past him. He seemed edgy, holding that shovel, shooting Lucas menacing looks. She felt that at any second Colin would pick it up and slam it against Lucas’ perfect face.
Lucas abruptly stood up. “C’mon,” he snapped, and then retrieved her bag from the ground. “It’s time to see the inside. Much better than out here,” he added in a disgusting tone.
Eva was more than happy to follow him and with her back turned to Colin, she was at Lucas’ side, walking away.
“Nice to meet you, Eva,” Colin called out to her.
She could feel his smirk, but stayed calm, turned around, and said, “Nice to meet you too.”
Colin furrowed his brow at her respectful tone, and she guessed he wasn’t used to being treated that way. But she didn’t stare at him long and followed Lucas’ quick steps to the columned front part of the school.
“That guy is such a dick,” Lucas muttered, walking under the pyramid roof.
Eva didn’t know their history, but it seemed that Colin and Lucas had gotten into a word or two before, maybe even a fight, but she didn’t want to discuss the creepy groundskeeper. She was too mesmerized by her new school that was quite pleasant and clean on the outside, so Colin must have been doing a good job.
When they approached the doors, Lucas smiled. “Ready?”
She wasn’t, but she didn’t come all this way for nothing. “Ready,” she answered, nodding.
He opened the door for her, and she was greeted with silence. No one was in the foyer, and the area beyond that called the Commons Area by the sign on the wall with an arrow that pointed straight ahead. A scowling teacher didn’t even pass by.
“Everyone’s in the cafeteria,” he said, as if reading her thoughts. “It’s better this way. I can show you around without the student body staring at us.”
She nodded and agreed. The inside of the mansion was just as she would’ve imagined an old, large house with a woodsy appeal. The ceiling was high with several lit chandeliers that resembled shamrocks. The walls were covered in forest green wallpaper with several paintings of flowers, landscapes, and portraits. Forest green curtains covered the windows—some open, some drawn. Along the wall were two large black-bricked fireplaces covered by a black screen.
At the entrance to her left was a green corkboard for announcements. Several pieces of paper overlapped others, but she could read some of them in bold, black, and loud ink:
NO RUNNING IN THE HALLS!
LIGHTS OUT AFTER TEN!
NO SMOKING INDOORS!
ALCOHOL IS TO BE ADMINISTERED BY THE STAFF!
THE WEST WING IS FORBIDDEN TO ALL STUDENT LEPRECHAUNS!
“Where’s the west wing?” she asked.
He turned to the left. “There,” he answered, pointing at a grand staircase covered in a forest green carpet. “That’s where the girls stay, and over here”—he pointed to the right, at another grand staircase covered in the same carpet—“is where the guys stay.”
“But if you can teleport, what’s to stop the headmaster from finding out you’re…you know where you shouldn’t be?”
He smirked. “He doesn’t know unless a guy accidentally pops into the wrong room, and all the girls there start screaming, pushing him out.”
“I bet that’s never happened to you,” she said, smiling.
He lightly blushed. “No, I can’t say it hasn’t, but”—he shook his head—“I’m not like that anymore. Remember? Straight and narrow.” He gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
She couldn’t help feeling giddy, knowing she had the most sought after guy in Green Clover Academy. He licked his lips and she thought they might finally kiss, but instead he let go of her hand, and pointed straight ahead, past the Commons Area. She followed his blue-gray eyes to a set of narrow stairs with a few steps. That section of the house was
But what if he purposely damages something just to see the girls?
She wouldn’t put it past him. He seemed edgy, holding that shovel, shooting Lucas menacing looks. She felt that at any second Colin would pick it up and slam it against Lucas’ perfect face.
Lucas abruptly stood up. “C’mon,” he snapped, and then retrieved her bag from the ground. “It’s time to see the inside. Much better than out here,” he added in a disgusting tone.
Eva was more than happy to follow him and with her back turned to Colin, she was at Lucas’ side, walking away.
“Nice to meet you, Eva,” Colin called out to her.
She could feel his smirk, but stayed calm, turned around, and said, “Nice to meet you too.”
Colin furrowed his brow at her respectful tone, and she guessed he wasn’t used to being treated that way. But she didn’t stare at him long and followed Lucas’ quick steps to the columned front part of the school.
“That guy is such a dick,” Lucas muttered, walking under the pyramid roof.
Eva didn’t know their history, but it seemed that Colin and Lucas had gotten into a word or two before, maybe even a fight, but she didn’t want to discuss the creepy groundskeeper. She was too mesmerized by her new school that was quite pleasant and clean on the outside, so Colin must have been doing a good job.
When they approached the doors, Lucas smiled. “Ready?”
She wasn’t, but she didn’t come all this way for nothing. “Ready,” she answered, nodding.
He opened the door for her, and she was greeted with silence. No one was in the foyer, and the area beyond that called the Commons Area by the sign on the wall with an arrow that pointed straight ahead. A scowling teacher didn’t even pass by.
“Everyone’s in the cafeteria,” he said, as if reading her thoughts. “It’s better this way. I can show you around without the student body staring at us.”
She nodded and agreed. The inside of the mansion was just as she would’ve imagined an old, large house with a woodsy appeal. The ceiling was high with several lit chandeliers that resembled shamrocks. The walls were covered in forest green wallpaper with several paintings of flowers, landscapes, and portraits. Forest green curtains covered the windows—some open, some drawn. Along the wall were two large black-bricked fireplaces covered by a black screen.
At the entrance to her left was a green corkboard for announcements. Several pieces of paper overlapped others, but she could read some of them in bold, black, and loud ink:
NO RUNNING IN THE HALLS!
LIGHTS OUT AFTER TEN!
NO SMOKING INDOORS!
ALCOHOL IS TO BE ADMINISTERED BY THE STAFF!
THE WEST WING IS FORBIDDEN TO ALL STUDENT LEPRECHAUNS!
“Where’s the west wing?” she asked.
He turned to the left. “There,” he answered, pointing at a grand staircase covered in a forest green carpet. “That’s where the girls stay, and over here”—he pointed to the right, at another grand staircase covered in the same carpet—“is where the guys stay.”
“But if you can teleport, what’s to stop the headmaster from finding out you’re…you know where you shouldn’t be?”
He smirked. “He doesn’t know unless a guy accidentally pops into the wrong room, and all the girls there start screaming, pushing him out.”
“I bet that’s never happened to you,” she said, smiling.
He lightly blushed. “No, I can’t say it hasn’t, but”—he shook his head—“I’m not like that anymore. Remember? Straight and narrow.” He gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
She couldn’t help feeling giddy, knowing she had the most sought after guy in Green Clover Academy. He licked his lips and she thought they might finally kiss, but instead he let go of her hand, and pointed straight ahead, past the Commons Area. She followed his blue-gray eyes to a set of narrow stairs with a few steps. That section of the house was
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