I Dream of You | ✔️

7 | Partners

ROCHELLE

Everyone is staring at us as we get out of Derrick's car.

I felt the blush rushing to my cheeks. Derrick, however, was basking in the attention. Arrogant butthole.

My eyes scoured the crowd until they landed on the blue eyes I have missed. My body sighed a little in relief at seeing him and I felt a bit of giddiness.

It fades instantly once I see his eyes glaze with tears, effectively breaking my heart. It hurt even worse knowing that I was the reason for those tears. I can see the jealousy, hurt, and confusion in his eyes. I knew he didn't understand why he was feeling this way due to the bond. I wanted to comfort him, but I was trapped with Derrick's arm around my waist.

Cole gave me a forced smile before walking inside, not looking back once. I open my mouth to call him back only to be interrupted.

"Remember, keep a low profile," Derrick warned.

"Yeah, while you have all the fun?" I retorted. He glared at me but said nothing else on the matter. I didn't care if he was angry or not. I was furious about being separated from Cole, him thinking that I'm with Derrick. The worst part is that I am.

We go to the office and get our schedules. We compared schedules and the only classes we have together are Chemistry, English, and Lunch. Derrick frowned and asked the lady if we can arrange our schedules again, but she just snorted and looked away. How sweet. Secretly, I was thankful I didn't have to be stuck with that all day.

Together, we dragged ourselves to our first class, Chemistry. Chemistry is just stupid. Why would I care about something I can't even see on my finger? I don't want to be a scientist when I grow up. I highly doubt Derrick would let me do anything but be his housewife. I shivered at the thought of even marrying him.

Not going to happen. I might as well sentence myself to hell before doing it.

Derrick opened the door and I walked inside. Immediately everyone's gazes turned to us and I had to resist the urge to blush again. I didn't like being the source of attention.

Whispers were heard around the room. Well more like shouting at each other from across the room.

"Ah, you must be Mr. Thompson and Ms. Smith. Have a seat anywhere you like." said a middle-aged man. Derrick walked to the back and sat next to some brunette, who was batting her eyelashes so fast, I was afraid they were going to fall off. Rolling my eyes, I scan for an available seat and I spot one in the front. Without hesitation, I sit in the chair without looking at my partner. I can feel an intense gaze on me but I ignored it, thinking it's Derrick.

"Alright class, so today I am handing you your project. This is a major grade and if you don't do well on the project, you may not pass this course to graduate. I hope you like the person next to you because that's your partner for the next three weeks." the teacher said with glee. The whole class groaned at this while I just rolled my eyes. Just great. A project on the first day.

The teacher started handing out the packets for our project and I scanned through them. I sighed. This project will take a while to complete the packet, luckily we don't have to write an essay or presentation.

"I guess we're partners," I mumbled to the person next to me, not even looking at them.

"I think I'm supposed to be hurt by that", replied a deep voice. Startled, I look at my partner and widened my eyes.