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~Mica~

Snaking my way through the academy halls, I found myself drawing closer to the familiar blonde who stood by my locker. Her icy eyes seemed almost crystal-like, as she turned to face me.

"Hey", she smiled, her award-winning smile. I instantly felt at ease watching her step back to properly take me in. She was wearing a cropped pink sweater, that had the words "girl boss" imprinted on the side, with light denim skinny jeans. I couldn't help but admire her beauty every time I saw her. Isabel blinked up to me.

"How are you?", I questioned whilst going through my locker. It was currently the end of the first period on this miserable Monday morning. The weather had not been kind to us Londoners this weekend, and it seemed to continue on this week.

"I'm good, a little cold though", she responded with a wider smile than before. She discreetly stepped a little closer to me, though I noticed. Quite frankly, I noticed every little thing she did. Like how her body slightly turns towards me when I'm in her vicinity, or when she trails her eyes down other girls' figures in either admiration or boredom.

"How was your weekend", she asked as she hooked her arm around mine and rested her head on my bicep. I slightly stiffened but relaxed almost instantaneously as I remembered it was only Isabel.

My weekend, she asked? My weekend was quite usual, I ate meals with my family, I took my dog out for fresh air when it wasn't raining and I did some maths problems. My weekend was strikingly basic yet I knew it was unlike my past weeks, as every time I seemed to be free my thoughts drifted towards a certain tall individual. I have a lot of pride in my mentality yet I chastised myself for becoming another mindless fool, thinking of the alluring Tallula Gale.

The night at her house was last Friday,  meaning I had not seen her since; not that anything happened to warrant her presence. But, I couldn't help but think over the moments we spent together. After thinking over that night, I seemed to recollect some sort of tension surrounding us that day. It was so fierce it was almost tangible, yet I was blind to take notice of it when there. I was irritated at my idiocy. I didn't quite notice that maybe there was awkwardness in our conversation, or maybe It was slight resentment, or maybe the air was tense due to the shock of me being in her house. I was also irritated at my idiocy, as I was not able to place the source of the tension.

"It was good, the weather was lovely", I answered with a slight frown taking over my features.

She suddenly burst out laughing. What was funny? I didn't make a joke, did I?

"You're so funny Mica", she laughs slapping my chest, her eyes squinting slightly.

She thought I was being sarcastic.

She's known me all these years and thought I was being sarcastic? Sarcasm is a pitiful attempt of humour, I despised it. It was a way of hiding rude remarks and I found it made everything quite awkward. I was already deemed as an awkward individual, there was no need to make situations more awkward.

She thought I was joking about the weather being lovely when she should know, I love the weather. I love winter. I love London. The rain, the strong winds, the 'everything' to be honest. It became clear that Isabel didn't know much about me, though I don't think I've told her much about me.

"Ha ha... yeah" I trailed off turning out of her grasp.

Just as I turned away from Isabel, my eyes met the eyes that have been haunting me for the last few days.

Tallula Gale.

She was stood in front of me, looking directly at me. The other times we had looked at each other were nothing compared to this. It now hit me that she has never really paid notice to me, for the way she was looking at me now clearly highlighted the difference. In the past where I'd thought we were looking at each other, she was never looking at me. She was probably looking around and found my eyes but never actually intentionally looked at me. Now, however. Now she was looking at me and as I stared into her deep black eyes, I found myself wanting to explore the depths of hell she had hidden in them.

Her eyes slowly scanned my attire before focusing back on my facial features. A small smirk landed on her face.

"Mica", she greeted with a small smile, stepping forward. Stepping forward? Just as I recognised what she was doing her body was on mine and her long limbs were wrapped around mine. She was hugging me. Why the fuck was she hugging me?

The hug lasted a few moments before she withdrew and smiled again. She turned to look at Isabel, looking down at her whilst analysing. Her eyes looked between us before focusing back on me. I mean, to be honest, I was still stood here wondering why she's talking to us right now. Well me.

Her hair was in a curly bun on the top of her head, similar to how it was at her house. It amazes me how she can pull off any hairstyle and look just as good.

"How's your weekend been love", she asked as she laced her fingers together. She's so cute. Although, she certainly was not dressed appropriately for the weather we were having. She was wearing a sheer black top which showcased her red bra underneath. My eyes stayed on her chest for a moment too long before looking down. She was wearing a black skirt with sheer tights that had a slight red tint to it, finishing the look with black boots.

I racked my brain trying to understand how she has not been sent home for her attire as I looked back up to meet her eyes. She was looking up at me in a way I couldn't really understand. But it had me adjusting my standing position.

I didn't notice I had been gawking at her until I felt a slight nudge on my side. I looked down to my side to see Isabel looking at me expectantly. I turned back to meet a smug expression on her face.

"My weekend was uneventful, and yours?" I said with no emotion. I don't know why I didn't care that I had been caught staring, I guess it was the fact that I had too, caught her staring, on many occasions.

"It was great, quite lonely though", she said with a small pout on her lips. "You should've come over... kept me and Jay company" she finished.

What was she getting at exactly? I come over to her house to mentor Jay and I've only been there once. However, the idea of spending more time with her didn't seem like the worst idea in the world. 

I heard a slight gasp from beside me and remembered Isabel was still here. Tallula hadn't really acknowledged Isabel except for the small smile she gave her when she came up to us. It was quite rude but who am I to talk as Isabel didn't seem to care.

"That's sad" I replied, now feeling slightly awkward as I noticed more people in the halls looking towards us. I normally go unnoticed, so me standing next to the Tallula Gale must be quite confusing for the other students.

"Very", she said with a click of her tongue. "Well I guess I'll be seeing more of you anyway, Mica Macer", she announced drawling out my name before she walked, no, strutted away. Wait she said my name, my full name. I never told her my full name but the sound of it on her lips did things to me that I couldn't quite explain.
Fuck, I'm not stupid, I knew what I was thinking. Tallula was sexy. Tallula screamed sex and all the non reproductive things to do with it. Finally gathering my thoughts had my mind reeling on how I had ever missed that before.

The sound of someone clearing their throat snapped me out of my daze and I turned to look at Isabel.

She looked up at me with an expression of absolute confusion which pushed for an explanation.

I internally scoffed before telling her how I was mentoring Jay and how I met Tallula at his house, their house. The range of facial expressions that passed through her face whilst I explained was almost comical. I didn't think that it was that important or interesting. I was simply mentoring her brother. There wasn't much else to it.

"The way she was looking at you- was like, weird", she commented once we started to walk to the one lesson we shared. I was confused by what she meant, I didn't think it was weird at all. If anything, I felt as though the way Isabel was behaving right now is weird so instead of responding, I hummed in feigned understanding.

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