Chapter 9: A Tutor is Needed

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Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday. | Don Marquis

SAIGE

The bell rang, student's footsteps and chatter immediately followed after.

I looked away from Sebastian to see the classroom doors all open simultaneously, students shoving to get out. Within seconds, the hallway was no longer quiet. It had turned into a sea of chaos and noise.

Before I stood up, I saw the familiar head of a dark-haired boy exit Mr. Jackson's class. Nolan smirked down at me but instantly scowled when he saw Sebastian sitting next to me.

Nolan stood where he was, students forced to move around him. Sebastian stood up, the earbud falling out of his ear. I watched as he was giving Nolan just as equal a scowl.

I took the earbud out of my ear, quickly grabbing my bag. I slung it over my shoulder and stood up next to Sebastian. He was actually a lot shorter than the other guys I'd met, but still taller than me.

I felt the massive tension between him and Nolan. Oh God, for all I know I could already be stuck in the middle of some school war. That would just add to the major pile of crap I'm already in.

So far Carson seems to dislike that boy from my Math class and he most definitely despises Reece. Theo is on the same side as Carson. Rowan and Zaylee don't seem to like Hadlee's company. And I'm not quite sure which side Waverly is on, but at the moment let's assume it's Reece's. Now Sebastian and Nolan don't like each other.

What the hell is going on? Somebody, please explain. This is so stressful that I'm certain it's not good for my health. Then again, being surrounded by mythical creatures doesn't sound too good for my health either.

Nolan gave me a grin before turning around and walking away, shoving students out of his way at that. I sighed in relief, glancing up at Sebastian. He gave me a small smile before wrapping his headphones around his iPod and putting them in his bag.

He slung his bag over his shoulder. "I'm assuming he was the asshole that got you in trouble?"

I nodded my head and pulled out my crumpled schedule. Sebastian looked over my shoulder to read it. I realized that he was really close to me and I instinctively took a step away. My face beginning to burn.

"I have History with Mrs. Neille. Any clue where her classroom is?" I answered before Sebastian could ask me what class I had next.

Obviously, I need help getting around the school. I wish I could be a princess trapped in a confusing palace. With my luck, I'm not surprised I ended up being a lobster trapped in a fishing cage.

Wait...that made no sense. You know what? Forget that whole analogy was ever mentioned. For starters, I don't even like seafood.

Sebastian grinned at me. He shook out his hair before quickly looping arms with me. "I know where that is."

My eyes widened and I looked at him before I realized he was speedily pulling me down the hallway. I stumbled a few times because of my slippery shoes. I saw students stare with shocked expressions as Sebastian pulled me along.

"Slow down! Sebastian!" I shrieked, fearing for my life. Where are all the teachers that yell at kids that run in the hallways?

Sebastian only let out a loud laugh as he turned a corner sharply. I was swung to side as he continued to pick up the pace. I saw he had a giant smile on his face.

Everything around us became a blur of color. It reminded me of a roller coaster. The speed, wind blowing in your face, and the adrenaline that pumped through your veins.

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