Chapter 8

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Lila's POV

Today's writing class is canceled so I got to sleep in. My 1 o'clock math class, was looming near. I got up brushed my hair and put on my clothes. Taking a shower had been a must, even if Connor was here. Slipping on a creme sweater with sunflowers on it that said "stay wild". I also put on my favorite pair of skinny jeans and cuff them. I look hot. So hot that I was encouraged to curle my hair. I lnew I only had 30 minutes so I sliped it into a half up bun and curled the hair left down. It look cute, sweet even, totally not what I was going for but it will do. I laugh at my reflection, I look normal. Very soft girl esk. Slipping on my mustard colored Van's, I walk out the door. Walking out my door to the elevator I see none other than Alex hurrying to reach me before I have time to close the doors. I have to say he is fast and I know this because I really tried to shut thoes doors.

Reaching the door he gives he his ultra-wide, mega-watt smile. I wonder if he will bring up what happened last night. I laugh, out loud. Its a weird feeling, it wasn't sarcastic or fake. It was a real full blown giggling laugh. I stop and look up at him surprised. His smile waivers and he raises his eyebrow. How can I tell him he made me laugh without sounding like a lunitic. I shake my head of the negative thought and say instead.

"What are you doing?" He smiles again. Making my hart stop, again.

"I'm going to be late for class, and we dont want that again, do we?" I smirk. I know he was subconsciously offering to go back up and make both of us late. I shake my head in answer, making my artificial curles wave back in forth, hitting my neck. Noticing my hair his eyes rake over my body. It was just as potent as when Connor runs his hand over my boobs. I mean honestly the man just aboit made me come by looking at my outfit. Its just the way he made me feel, like he was looking through the clothes that made me all hot and bothered. Finally he looked to my face and sighed.

"You have a date?" He asked dubiously.

"Yes, with a very smart and handsome man named math. However you still have a chance because I find him quite annoying." I joke. He smiles at my stupid joke.

"Whoes your professor? I have math next as well with Mr. Delinger." His words stund me he was still in 2nd year math? He seemed so smart and put together. Math was not my forte, ill be the first to admit. Just like english though I was abead of my time. However with my it was only by a year. Yep, thats right. Im in 2nd year math with Dr. Delinger. Doctor. Not mister. I decided to focus om this aspect of his question.

"Doctor." I corect him and he smiles. He had a worried exspression on his face before, im sure he was reading my facial exsoressions while I thought.

"So your in 2nd year math, I presume." I nodded.

"Why are you in 2nd year and not 3rd?" I ask.

"I decided to focus my 1st and 2nd year on other classes. I loath math and wish I did not have to take a single one." I luaghed another thorough laugh. I had my hands on my knees when the elavator came to a stop. In truth what he said was not that funny its just the way he said it. Like math was person who had tried to kill him multiple times. Like he was harry fucking potter and math was Voldemort. As the doors opened I lifted up, still giggling.  Two people waiting to get into the elevator gave me an odd look I just shruged my sholders and kept giggling. Alex looked at me with amused eyes and a questioning eyebrow.

"Are you going to be able to speak soon?" Alex said sulking. I smiled but stopped my giggling.

"I am finished. I haven't laughed this hard in years. Its just the way you said it. Like you were spider-man and math was the green goblin." I almost started laughing again, but that would have bruised his ego. Maybe he could use a good ego bruising.

"Well, I meant what I said. Not all of us can be, all around braniacs." He teased me. We were more than half way to my car so I huried an answer.

"Im not a braniac, especially when it comes to math, I just have been going to college since I was 14. I also hate math, we have that in common." I set my face in a scowl during the last sentence of my response, but i could tell by his face it had no where near the same affect his earlier loathing had on me. By the time we reached my car I was not ready to say goodbye to him. Turning I smiled. I guess i'll see you later. He frowned and my inner goddess peraided around wearing nothing but a satin robe. This meant he did not want to leave either. Still frowning he spoke.

"Do you think maybe I could ride with you?" He smirked a little. I nodded.

"I dont see why not. Sense you utterly behind in math we seem to be in the same class." I teased. He made a mimic growling noise then took a step closer. The step was obviously a question. He did not want me to feel uncomfortable. I nodded briefly. He push me against the car in a swift move and a gasoed escaoed my lips. With back against the window of my car he wispered in my ear.

"Are you laughing at me? Again?" He sounded utterly vexed. However amusment clouded his tone.

"I wouldn't dare." I respond..

Author note
Hey guys there is a chapter missing after this. It's just their drive to class. Go check my announcement for a summary. I AM ALSO REALLY PISSED BECAUSE I WROTE A REALLY GOOD CHAPTER ABOUT THE PARTY AND IT HAS JUST DISAPPEARED. LIKE ALL THREE BACKUPS.

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