Lightning Strike (Billionaire Boys Club #3) | ongoing

Chapter 16

                      Alora:

By the time Thursday rolls around, I really start to feel my body rejecting itself from staying in school.

Just a few hours left.

Thank god we have tomorrow off as well before spring break. Another day of this and I might just find myself letting gravity pull me away without fighting back.

I just left the girls to go outside and get some fresh air, their next classes have started while I have a free.

It's a lot less cold out, the sun visiting a lot more frequently and to my great pleasure. It's a nice day today. Not hot by any means. But warm enough and a gentle breeze drifts past me, pushing my hair back.

I stretch my arms to the side and then let them swing at my sides as I stroll through the greenery, glancing around leisurely at the budding flowers.

I lift my head to look at the trees and find myself yet again wishing that in place of the brightening leaves there were cherry blossoms. Just like the ones back in Korea that are so abundant. Memories of me and Appa walking through the streets of Seoul eating sweets and laughing over something funny that had happened that day attached to the pretty image of the sakuras. Or even our trips to Jeju Island, where they are even bigger.

I breathe in, almost smelling it.

But that's all they are. Memories. And imagining these trees as something other than the ordinary standing plants that they are won't change a thing.

I feel it. The small voice of hope in my chest, pleading. But I shake my head and push it down, continuing on.

Nope. There will be no getting emotional.

Just enjoy the walk, before you have to get back in there.

A minute or so later, I hear a sound that has me stopping in my tracks.

What was that?

An animal? Like a squirrel or something?

But there wouldn't be squirrels out here, would there?

My brows furrow and I slow my pace when I come around a corner, arriving at a narrow, secluded walkway bordered by enough shrubbery that it can easily be registered as one of the most out of reach places in the school. Especially since hardly anyone comes out here in the further gardens like I do.

When I do see where the noise came from, my jaw drops open and my eyes nearly pop out of my skull.

I think I might gag.

Ew. Ew ew ew ew ew.

Oh my god!

A gasp that could potentially be classified as more of a mild scream escapes my lips and I immediately cover my eyes.

Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not entirely shy or innocent when it comes to sexual deeds but I find I prefer to keep those matters to myself and on the rare occasion that I do choose someone to be with in that way, it's more on the down low. I don't often find myself a witness to other people in indecent positions and so of course, if I happen to stumble upon exactly that, shock would come naturally.

What makes this ten trillion times worse however? It's not just two random people I just caught sight of. No. One of those people, if we can even class him a such, is none other than tall, dark and asshole.

When my shriek hits the air, the girl who is on her knees, stockings be damned, releases...whatever it is that she was... occupied with and whips her head in my direction. Her cheeks are flushed, eyes glazed, a few tear streaks marking her makeup and her hair will need a complete redo.