Venom

chapter 7. Glass Shatters

Idiomatic warning: I'm sure you've came across some ugly phrases and grammar mistakes. I'm to edit those at the end. so, sorry for making you wait until then.
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Luke and I walked together in silence to our class. We had chemistry together the next hour and I couldn't wait to get it over with.
We entered the classroom. Luke waved to a brunette girl sitting in the corner of the room. "G, duty calls. I have to go." he fairly kicked my arm with his fist and immediately walked to the girl's table.

I rolled my eyes and sighed.

  ‛Drop-out.'

He immediately started an animated conversation with her and, naturally, making her giggle and bat her lashes. She wore a short yellow dress. Her small body making her look like a tiny dog. The comparison was a little out of place but my mind wasn't creative that morning.

I went to sit at an empty table at the back of the room. Everybody had a partner except for me. The teacher was not there yet, so I waited. A few minutes later, Humphrey walked in the room. My body suddenly went rigid in my chair when he came to sit next to me.

The teacher entered at that moment and started his lecture.

I tried to pay attention to what he was saying but I couldn't help peeking occasionally at my left.
Angus had clenched his left fist over the table, knuckles white, but his face was impassive.
His forearm looked surprisingly hard and muscular beneath his skin.
I continued listening to the teacher and let my hair fall over my shoulder making a shield. Ignoring his presence.

  "Giles,"

I stopped breathing and collected enough courage to peek at him again. He was gazing down at me.
His dark blue eyes made me shrink in my chair.

Why does only his look make me feel so much uncomfortable?! It wasn't like I've done anything wrong now, did I?

  "What?" I snapped.

  "I just wanted to know if you were fine. It's not always that easy to cope with that reality." he searched my gaze and held it. I sighed, "I don't know what you're talking about."

  "You're a witch, Giles."

  "And you, are utterly absurd," I said. He raised his eyebrows and his lips pressed into a hard line. "Really?"

  "You're not going to let it go, are you?" I didn't have to ask. I could see he was determined to convince me.

  "No"

  “I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not a witch. I've hit my head and had a commotion."

  "Is it what you tell yourself to get to sleep at night?"

I shook my head. The bell rang and I mentally sighed in relief. "No, but it's more real than your witch stories." my tone questioned his sanity. I stood up and collected my books.

  "You're wrong, Gwen.” he said firmly.   “You know you are." he was looking me straight in my eyes. "I'm sorry Humphrey, but I don't believe in that stuff."