Chapter 12: Round 2- The Beast v.s. Prince Charming

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RIVYN’S P.O.V.

            “School’s going to start in a few minutes, gingerbread!  You better get going!” cheered Aunt Darby as she watched me hop down the stairs with one sock and the other in my hand.

            “What?!  Are you serious?”  I complained, grabbing a juice box from the fridge.  “Well, my alarm clock didn’t go off.  Someone reset it!”

            “And who would do such a thing, chestnut?” asked Aunt Darby, concerned. 

            “I don’t know but right now I don’t care.  Have you seen my keys?” I asked, searching around my bag as I slipped on the other sock.

            She set down her usual coffee mug and licked her lips.  “No, honey but I think the boys are waiting for you in the garage.  They’re giving you a drive!” she squealed with excitement. 

            I shook my head.  “Tell them I’ll pass.  I can take my own car.” 

            Aunt Darby smirked, her attitude slightly pissing me off.  “Uh, no you’re not.  I need your car for my waitressing job today.  My baby is the car shop.  Now you go run along with the boys, I got to go to the gym.”  She kissed me on the head and took an apple with her as she danced up the stairs to get her exercise clothes on.

            I groaned and stomped one foot, cursing in Spanish. 

            “You coming, Rivyn?” Noah called as he entered through the garage door. 

            I cleared my throat and smoothed down my hair.  “Sure, I’m coming,” I smiled.  I held the juice box in one hand and with the other I slung my hobo bag over my shoulder.  I followed him out of the house and bit my lip as his car was waiting nicely for us by the driveway. 

            Brian and Chris were nowhere to be found and that was perfectly fine by me. 

            “Thanks for waiting,” I said as he opened the door for me. 

            “Anytime,” he winked, climbing into his seat. 

            Waiting in silence, he drove us to school.  I couldn’t help but peek in the mirror to see his eyes staring at mine.  I blushed and turned away.  How embarrassing to catch him staring. 

            Finally we parked closely to the doors as kids began to head inside.  It was starting to get cold during fall and with Halloween around the corner, it was getting chilly in the daytime. 

            I got out and cracked open my juice box.  I didn’t want to get his car dirty so I waited until I was out.  “Thanks again,” I said. 

            He wrapped his arm around my waist, “Like, I said, anytime.”

            Feeling somewhat comforting with his arm around me, I let his hand stay as we both walked from his car.  Just as we crossed the street, I couldn’t help but notice Brian flirting with a brunette girl who had a long satin scarf around her neck.  How surprising. 

            “My brother needs to learn how to grow up,” mumbled Noah.  Unsure if it was towards me or to himself, I kept quiet as we made our way aboard the stairs.

            Just as we were half way, I noticed a quick flick of movement as we slowly passed Brian and his victim.  Curiosity getting the best of me, I turned to witness Brian look away from the brunette and at me.  Too far of a distance, I couldn’t tell his reaction but whatever it was, it got him to take a step from his girl. 

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