The London Steel Inside

Chapter 3 : Handsomely Beautiful

First day of school is usually fun.

But for London it was grueling. Not just did she was attacked by random students asking if she was Cale's girlfriend (she wonders why they care though) but also being bothered by almost everyone trying to act the nice facade around her which disappoints and tires her the most.

She had this teeny tiny hope that this school would be different from the others but she should have known better that for her hope to come true was like asking her mother for a pet unicorn.

Which is completely impossible.

It was lunch period but London did not have the apetite so she decided to just roam around wherever her feet leads her to. She was currently walking in the hallways, passing by a group of students, mostly bringing their books and wearing glasses so she figured they were the responsible students, in short the nerds.

They were chatting whatever things nerds discuss and London wondered how can't her life be as simple as theirs. Why can't she just go to school, hang out with her friends, listen to discussions, break the rules a little and not worrying what might go wrong in her already messy life.

With a sigh, she got the map of the campus out of her bag to check if they had a place which she could be alone and relax even if its just a short while.

She figured they had a rooftop, the perfect place, so she took last one look at the map, memorising where it is before she put it back to her bag and started walking to the direction of the fourth floor where the stairs going up to the rooftop is located.

With a lot of walking and a lot of stairs, she finally arrived at the roof top and a chilly breeze greeted her as she opened the door, making her nerves relax not from exhaustion of all the walking (she was used to tough workout because exercising made her mind get out of things) but from the mere fact that everything around her seems to just tire her.

Inhaling the fresh air, she walked over to the railings and looked down where the sight of students going to the direction of the cafeteria greeted her. She saw a particular blonde haired boy with another guy and immediately she knew it was Cale and did not notice she instinctively took a step back until she heard a soft crunch on the ground as her foot stepped on something.

Stepping her foot away, she saw a pack of cigarretes now crumpled and smashed. Raising an eyebrow, she picked it up and saw there was still two stick of cigarretes left and she scrunched her nose in disgust. Why would people want to smoke when it will just slowly kill them anyway?

Then suddenly the door burst open.

She stared at the guy who just entered with awe, he had one of those faces where you are aware of the bones beneath his skin, strong jawline, perfect nose, as if even his bare skull would be attractive. There was something a bit feminine about him, eyebrows fine, eyelashes a bit too long, mouth pouty, lips a shade too dark and full but it matched perfectly with his tanned skin, golden brown eyes, lean and tall structure with broad shoulders and a bit mascular, but there was no really other word for it except he was handsomely beautiful.

He knit his eyebrows in confusion. "Is that my cigarettes?" he said, he had a sexy English accent with a hint of annoyance as he pointed at the pack of poison in her hands.

London regained her composture, even though the guy is no doubt hot, looks are nothing if he's just the same from everybody. "Maybe? How should I know" she responed with a shrug. He walked towards her and when he was close enough his eyes widen in surprise.

"It is mine and it's smashed" he said a bit crestfallen and London couldn't help but snort.

"Who are you anyway? Last time I checked I'm the only one who comes here" he said as he took his pack as London handed it out to him.