Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

We walked out of the cafeteria doors and down a corridor to a small court yard, which I had no idea existed. I didn’t exactly know why I has willingly followed Jared out of the cafeteria but I didn’t want to think too much about it. It was better than sitting with the loud bunch. I barely had any sleep last night so I was valuing my peace and quiet. The court yard was quite a pretty little place with a big lawn and lush green grass and a stone path that led to a small gazebo. It was empty except for a few rare students lurking in the corners. But as soon as they saw Jared they scrambled away, like he was going to bite their heads off or something. Huh, that’s quite weird. I realized I have been thinking that a lot, that everything seemed weird in one way or another.

At the very end of the lawn, you could see a forest starting with huge trees on the border. So, I figured you couldn’t really call this place a courtyard. But weirdly enough it had three walls surrounding it and then just at the end there was an opening leading to a forest. Well anyways, instead of going to the gazebo like I thought Jarred was going to go to, we went to the edge of the forest where he placed our tray on the ground and sat down with his back leaning against a tree trunk. I took a seat against a tree facing his and turned my head to the side to look at the courtyard from this view.

It actually looked quite vintage, if you know what I mean. No schools have courtyards anymore and the view from here just reminded me of Jane Eyre and the view it must have, in my eyes, when you looked from one of the castle’s huge lawns, looking at the castle itself. It felt like that to me. We were sitting at the edge of the forest looking up to this huge building of a school which was made of brick, and which gave it quite a vintage look but in actuality it was all so modern. If you could just replace the huge glass windows with the old window panels that they used to have in olden times, then it would complete the whole vintage look. But I quite liked the vintage/modern mash up. The architect that came up with the look would have been quite talented, I imagine. Buildings and monuments like these always inspired me as I loved all art and artistic things.

I was so lost in my thoughts, thinking about a building, that I didn’t notice that Jared had been looking at me the whole time with an adorable looking small smile on his face. After a while I came out of my thoughts and looked back at the boy sitting in front of me. And once again I was shocked into the realization that he was absolutely, unearthly, gorgeous. Every time I looked at him, like really looked at him, my heart started to beat a little faster and I felt this weird yearning in my heart that I couldn’t quite place.

It wasn’t often that a man was called beautiful, but that was the only way Jared could be described. He had a dark kind of beauty that contradicted with his warmest brown eyes that I had ever seen on a person. They captured you in to them and made you lost into their own world. He had long dark lashes framing those eyes, which further brought the gold out in them. But I also knew that his eyes could turn dark and hungry at a blink of an eye and look so…. Alive.

 He had a strong angular jaw and high cheek bones, which suited him quite well. His geometric features added to the dark, brooding attractiveness that he exerted. His looks made it very hard to believe that he was the same man whose laughter I had heard down the hall. But that just added to his… charm and wildness. I hadn’t noticed this before, but he seemed almost dangerous, like wild and out of control. His every move and every action, the way he talked and walked, it was all so graceful but at the same time, it was dominating and, to a level, uncontrolled and confident, but he himself was very controlling of others around him, I also discerned.

              After unmasking this, when you looked back into his eyes you saw a man instead of a boy. You saw a person who had grown up too much too fast. He seemed intelligent and calculative and… experienced somehow. H acted like he was always trying to figure out who or where the enemy was and what their next move will be. He didn’t seem to easily trust people, no matter how comfortable he looked with his friends.

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