The quiz was already in session as Emma, Derek and Maya stepped into the large classroom. Their entrance which seemed to entrall the other students present, didn't faze the lectuter who was annoyed already at having some students late for his quiz.
"Why are you late?" He asked, his attention solely on Derek and Emma. "And who is she?" He queried further, diverting his attention from the duo to Maya, who he accurately thought was a new face.
"I..." Emma was about saying, when Derek rushed in with his own statement, cutting her off.
"Our car broke down on the way; we had to wait for a mechanic to fix it." He had said, keeping a straight face; that a person, apart from the two girls, would think that he was all truth, and no lies.
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Maya held in her bouts of laughter to avoid a query from the lecturer and weird looks from her fellow students, as she witnessed what had just happened between her cousin and his mate.Although she understood that he had been trying to placate his mate's anger towards him, she still found the move lame and funny. What she had found funnier was the aloof but slightly stubborn look on the human's face. She knew that the human girl had known what was going on, and that was why she had used her left hand which had been on her thigh to submit her script.She had observed the human as she wrote, and she knew for a surety, that the red head wasn't left handed; she had used her left hand to submit her sheet, to thwart her mate's advances.But it seemed her cousin didn't notice; he had just
Emma blinked her eyes twice, as she heard Maya's call. She had been too focused on the Blondie that had attacked her in the fill up eatery, that she had almost missed out on her friend's call."Yeah." She finally replied, her eyes still watching the Blondie as she spoke in little tones with the professor. Emma wished there was a way she could listen into their conversation."Who is she?" Maya asked, casting furtive glances at her and the Blondie intermittently."She is Claire. I think your cousin would give you a better run down on her, since they both seem close." She said, bitting her lips in anger as she remembered the incident that had happened on her first day in school, when Derek had called her a dummy when he had thought that she wasn't around.
Claire withheld herself from stomping her foot in annoyance and anger as she took a seat at the other end of the classroom; nearly regretting why she had told her father to put her in college. He had been suprised, but had still worked itShe almost bit off her lips in anger, as she watched the human chattering away with Maya, Derek's cousin, while he just sat there operating whatever on his phone; a blank look on his face like he hadn't just humiliated her some minutes ago.She balked in anger, as she heard some mutterings from the students around her; her wolf hearing was still in development since she hadn't turned yet."Good for her.""She thought she could just come in on the first day and win Most handsome. "
As the last class for the day came to an end, Emma sighed in relief as she watched the professor leave the class. She didn't know college was too demanding."What next?"She heard Maya asked, and shrugged."Nothing really. But I have work." She said, packing up her books. She had to be at the cafe in the next thirty minutes, and she wasn't sure yet if Derek was dropping her off.Damn him for being so handsome. She thought, as she sneaked a glimpse at him. He was also packing up."Work? You work?" Maya asked, as she put her last book inside her backpack. She was done packing."Yeah, I work part time at a cafe." Emma said
The sharp opening and banging of the door shut caused Clem to look up from his still life drawings with a trenchant look. When he noticed that it was his sister, fuming with an unexplained anger, he sighed. Something must have set her up; and if his thoughts were nearly correct, it must have something to do with Derek."Claire..Hey." He greeted her with a bored look, before casting his gaze down to his drawings, putting some finishing touches on his artwork. He had always loved to draw, especially when he was alone, or whenever he wanted to think through something, or let out some emotions.At a time he had drawn Maya.He had been 10 years old then, with a crazy crush on the blue-eyed Blondie.When he had given it to her as a gift on her
For a minute after his sister's sudden question, Clem was mute. He didn't know what to say that would get him out of the impending doom that was about to happen. He knew his sister quite well, and knew that she would throw a no small fit if she ever sees what he had drawn."Clem..." Claire called tentatively, now getting curious about her brother's drawing. What had he drawn now, that was making him skeptical and recluctant to display it to her.Did he draw Maya again? She thought.She remembered that the first time he had drawn the Blondie which was Derek's cousin, she had gone berserk; and had torn the drawing into peices, not minding the horrid and hurt look which had appeared on his face. But he had still drawn it again, this time around in her absence, and had given it to her first e
Maya stared unblinkingly at the array of makeup tools on Emma's dressing table, and mused. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen such arrangement, or the last time she had dolled up her face. Well, it seems her new friend was a core fan of the make up industry; she would have called her a fanatic for this, but then she remembered that since the past two days they've been communicating both in school and at work, she hadn't seen a touch of make up on the her face except for the shade of pink lipgloss on her lips."Maya!!" Emma called, as she strotted into the room, gaining the attention of the former."What are you doing? You haven't dressed up yet?" She asked in bewilderment, staring at the Blondie standing just in front of her dressing table."Well.." Maya stuttered, feeling a
Emma watched as Maya gave her a look over for the umpteenth time since she wore the black netty diamond studded gown that her sister had gifted her on her last birthday, and sighed. She felt hinky about her friend's look over."Maya….say something." She drawled."I'm lost of words." Maya replied, her face clothed with awe and honesty as she voiced her opinions."A good lost of words or a bad lost of words." Emma asked, earning a burst of laughter from Maya."What the hell is that suppose to mean?" She said, still laughing."I don't know. You weren't saying anything." Emma replied with a shrug, still standing at attention, waiting for the approval of