Rosewood School for Boys

Chapter 10 - Reflections

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I knock lightly on the door and Noah opens it, stepping aside to let me in. The others are already there sitting in the beanbags and I take the free one next to Felix.

Amaryllis is fast asleep with her head on Carter's shoulder, her ridiculously short skirt doing nothing to cover the miles of creamy white skin. Carter has a strained look on his face but to my surprise he does't move away or wake her up. He doesn't usually let people touch him- ever. Clearly the boys also realise this because Noah is extra careful to not disturb her as he sits down, lest the moment be ruined.

Amaryllis mentioned earlier that Carter played the piano for her which shocked all of us. To our knowledge he hasn't even touched a piano since his mother died, she was the one who taught him and it's too painful a memory.

For once Felix is distracted from the superhero movie that's playing, he watches Amaryllis breathe with a wistful expression. Like he wants her on his shoulder.

She scares me this girl. So quickly she's burrowed into our world which for so long has been just the four of us. I'm not sure if I love it or hate it and it drives me mad. She's a sarcastic little firecracker with red hair to match her vibrant personality. She looks oddly serene as she lays against Carter in the dim room, a stark contrast to when she's awake. I notice that the sweatshirt she's wearing - like all her other clothes - is threadbare and far too big for her small frame.

Her porcelain skin glows in the blue light from the tv screen and her dark lashes brush against the tops of her cheekbones with every breath she takes.

I'll have to be careful with this one. I've had many girlfriends in the past, most used me for my money and others the sex but I've never felt the way I feel towards Amaryllis towards any of them. Every time she's around my stomach filled with butterflies, whenever we touch my skin tingles with sparks. What she's doing to me is dangerous, when we exchange retorts it's simultaneously a battle of wits and of self control on my end not to pin against a wall and kiss her with all my might.

I brush away those thoughts, I'm not in the market for a girlfriend right now. Between schoolwork and my father pushing Blair and I together with all his strength because it's good for his business I barely have time to breathe let alone spend time fawning over some girl who's likely far more trouble than she's worth.

Although, when Carter gently lays his arm around her waist, I burn with jealousy.