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CHAPTER 2 - The Lake

Aaron seemed complicated. He hadn't said a word to me since he told me that I wasn't allowed to ask questions, and by doing so he'd made things between us awkward quite quickly. Aaron and I sat in the backseat while Mrs James sat in the front talking to the boy who was driving the car.

If I had gotten it right his name was Luka.

Regina had welcomed me with open arms and it made me glad that someone was happy about my arrival, Aaron had made it clear that he wasn't. Regina had even gotten out from the limo when she saw me to give me a hug, I already liked her.

The rain was still pouring down as I looked out through the window and the streets were nearly empty. My eyes widened at the sight of Big Ben and even though I'd just seen a glint of it, I smiled broadly. It'd looked marvelous even in the terrible weather and I was wondering if Regina would mind taking me there someday.

England was beautiful and nothing like America. But the biggest difference was the weather, I'd left America with the sun burning on my skin and England had greeted me with rain.

"So your flight went well Zaylea?" Regina asked softly. "No, no! To the left Luka." She said to the young driver, he quickly jerked the car to the left. Luka let go off the wheel with one hand and nervously rubbed the back of his neck, he run it through his messy, dirty blonde hair before returning his hand to the steering wheel.

Aaron huffed, his gaze pinning Luka. I'd only been in the car for a short amount of time but felt the tension between the two boys, for some reason Aaron didn't seem to like him.

"Yes it did, thank you." I glanced over at Aaron once again, his slender fingers were quickly moving over his phone's keyboard.

"I'm glad, dear." Regina turned around in her seat and quickly looked at Aaron, disappointment flashed in her eyes for a moment but then the smile was back on her lips.

"I thought that Aaron could show you around while Mark and I make the dinner. Does that sound okay?" Aaron was quick to look up from his phone and was just about to protest. His mother stopped him.

"Great!" Regina said, she forced a strained smile to her lips. "I would also appreciate if you helped Zaylea with packing her stuff up." Said Mrs James and Aaron rolled his eyes. "I bet that you got a lot of stuff dear and I don't want you to spend the whole night unpacking."

"That's really not necessary Mrs James." I said as I felt Aaron glaring at me. "I'm fine with unpacking my stuff on my own." Mrs James turned around in her seat again and Luka mumbled something I couldn't quite hear.

"Left." Regina mumbled back, she'd stopped paying attention to me and was instead trying to help the driver to find the way back home. In the corner of my eye I could see Aaron looking at me.

"What?"

"No question, I said." Aaron smirked which made me want to punch him straight in the face. This boy was already pushing all my buttons.

The truth was that I didn't want his help with unpacking, and I wasn't interesting in him showing me the town either. He would probably be just as laconic on a tour around town as he'd been since I met him.

"I can take a look around myself." I mumbled as I tore my gaze away from the curly headed mess next to me. Aaron huffed and moved around a bit in his seat.

"No, I insist Rivers. I would love to show you around." He said, his voice sweet as honey but fake as a freaking catfish. I glared at him and he grinned proudly. As he leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms over his chest I found myself copying his actions.

"How nice of you!" Regina turned around in the seat again and looked at her son with excitement in her eyes. "Amazing, fantastic..." Her voice faded out as she continued saying words that describe what she was feeling about the fact that Aaron was taking me out.