Cecilia's father, a well-known and successful lawyer, was tired of her problems. Tired of the issues she had been causing for the family and it's name.
After an incident, which she kept claiming wasn't even her fault, she's sent away to a boarding s...
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"Sorry 'bout Alex," Matteo grunts, putting down a large, heavy book with a big thud.
"Oh, it's alright," I shrug, putting a little smile on my face.
"He's a fucking ass," he continues, rolling his eyes. "Little instigator."
"He was just asking," I defend lightly. "He's just...curious is all."
He gives me a look, making me laugh a little. "Okay," I admit. "He was annoying- but it's true, he's just curious."
He makes a little amused sound before looking back down at the book. For the next hour and a half, we manage to actually get some work done, silently reading and jotting things down with occasional words being spoken.
Even thought I slept until eleven, I'm still unbelievably exhausted, even more now. As a yawn escapes my mouth, I notice Matteo's gaze fly to my face.
After a moment, he says, "I think we're good for now, we can be done for today." Then, stands up while closing his books.
I nod, closing my books.
"I'm heading to the courtyard," he tells me, nodding his head towards the window. He hesitates before adding, "you wanna come with?"
Way more excited then I should be, I eagerly nod, hurrying my movements to pack up my stuff. "Yeah," I smile brightly, "sure."
He gives me a curt nod, and waits by the door, a slight twitch in the corner of his lips.
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I watch his hand fiddle with his lighter before it lights his cigarette, and before I know it I'm blurting out, "can I try? A cigarette, I mean."
He blows out a puff of smoke before looking at me. "You sure...?" He asks, looking me over.
I quickly nod. "I just want to see what it's like." I say.
He frowns, looking hesitant, but eventually pulls out another stick.
My smile grows as I take it, putting the edge in between my lips.
"Here," he says, bringing the lighter to the end. I hardly notice him scooting closer to me, his eyes aimed on the cigarette.
"Thank you." I say quietly. He clears his throat and scoots back, exhaling another cloud of smoke, then bringing his back to his lips and inhaling.
I watch and copy his movement. Breathing in, I try to smoothly take in the smoke, only to cough it all out when I start roughly choking. "Ergh," I scrunch my nose in between coughs.
Matteo snickers as he watches my pathetic attempts.
"Stop-" I wave my hand at him mid choke, "it's not funny." I narrow my eyes into a glare, but despite that and my words, I can't help but giggle.
"Be gentler," he orders me softly. "Don't inhale so harsh or you'll choke again."
I nod and do as he says, breathing in again, but lighter. When I exhale, I still let out a light cough, but not as violent as before. "That tastes disgusting." I say, my nose further scrunching.
He laughs quietly, then shrugs. "It's not for everyone."
Before I ask him what to do with it, he gently takes it from my hand and presses the lit part down on the pavement.
He continues with his own cigarette as I bring my legs up to my body, crossing them as I look out in front of us. He took us to a little lake, relatively close to the school. And we've been sitting here for quite some time, not really saying anything.
Strangely, it's nice. Not having to keep up a conversation with him.
Tiredly sighing, I lean back until I'm laying on my back in the grass, looking up at the bright sky, all with a little content smile on my face.
Matteo cocks his head, watching me.
After a moment, he stretches his own legs out and sprawls down next to me.
I look over at him and smile, he returns the look with not quite a smile, but it's not a glare so it doesn't matter.
"You're not so bad." He finally concedes, his head turning to stare up.
"Yeah?" I can't help the bright smile on my face.
"I guess." He lets out a long sigh.
"Thanks," I tell him, grin widening. "You're not bad either."
"Mm," he hums. "Yeah?"
"I guess." I sigh over dramatically.
He breaths out an amused breath. A moment passes of silence, before he sits up again. He clears his throat, "alright. Time to get back before the fuckers start spamming my phone."
I nod, standing up as well and starting to trail behind him back Inside.
A/n: short chapter yall I had no idea what to write I'm starting to get writers block :(
