Chapter 17

Arabella's point of view.

Breakfast wasn't as awkward as yesterday's dinner since I've already met everyone before, we also didn't talk much because Wymond's eyes made us concentrate on our foods.

In a few minutes we're done and we're (Wymond and I) outside waiting for Edward to bring car, he's our driver or should I say Wymond's driver.

We can actually take the wizardry forest because it's faster, but Wymond refused, he said he'd never let me set my foot in that forest ever again.

"You don't really have to send me to school, I'm not a kid anymore" I said.

"How old are you?" he asked seriously, the frown lines on his forehead made him look kinda old -well, he's kinda an old man.

"I'm 22" I said proudly, but he simply scoffed.

"You're still a kid"

"What? I'm..."

"The car is here" he cut me off as Edward stopped the car in front of us.

Wymond reached forward and pulled the backseat door open and gestured me to enter.

I glared at him, huffed loudly and slide in and crossed my arms on my