Morgan

Yay, the bell finally rang for us to end the day. I gathered up my stuff and bolted out the door. I had to get down to the lower level and make sure that everything was ready for our meeting.

 “Morgan, wait up.”

I heard my name being called, I knew whose voice it belonged to. Maybe if I got to the room quick enough, I could lock the door and pretend I hadn’t heard him.

Okay, that was being a little too immature. I needed to step up and do what I needed to do.

I turned around when I got closer to the meeting rooms and saw him. Ethan got a lot of strange stares as he shouted and chased after me. It was kinda weird because usually it was the opposite way around and he’s is the one being hunted and tracked. 

My eyes traveled from his shoes to the top of his hair taking in every inch of his body along the way. He was well-conditioned, and it showed by the lack of exertion he had to use to catch me walking at a