The School for the Gifted (Book One and Two)

(Book Two) Chapter 15 - Doubts and Campfires

First and foremost, I'd like to apologize. I know it has been a very long time since my last update. To be honest, I've been super busy and I haven't been always feeling inspired to write. Today I felt like writing and decided to give you guys an update. I'm not sure if I will be continuing to update on wattpad, just because its not fair to promise to you guys that I will and then post again in 6 months lol... I'm not exactly sure when or how long it will take for me to update. I simply write when I am feeling inspired and I try not to force myself to write when I don't want to... again, I am really sorry. Hopefully I will be updating again soon, but I am not entirely sure. I also would like to move forward with my writing and maybe get it published ???? that may mean I won't be able to update anymore but also, I would like to start writing for myself and not just always thinking about updating on wattpad. 

With that being said, here is the next chapter. I hope you guys enjoy it and understand where I am coming from. Hopefully I will be updating soon. But, I'm also not entirely sure if I will be. 

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Chapter 15 - Doubts and Campfires

Clea had woken up the following morning due to the sunlight casting a soft light on her face. She felt grouchy and annoyed and had the odd feeling she was late for her shape shifting class. She glanced across the room and noticed an alarm clock and nearly fell off the bed.

Not because she only had twenty minutes to get ready and get to class, but because the alarm clock across the room wasn't hers.

And the arm wrapped around her waste wasn't hers either.

She nearly screamed.

But then she remembered the night before. She remembered how great it felt to feel wanted after being rejected by Isaac. She wasn't even sure why she was feeling so strongly now, for Jonah, but she knew something felt right, no matter how wrong it may have been to others.

That, however, didn't change the fact that she was late to class. And, that they weren't a couple. They weren't two lovers spending an amazing morning after together. They weren't even friends.

They were strangers.

So, with a pang in her chest and a heavy heart, she unwrapped from Jonah's embrace and headed for his bathroom.

He didn't have much but she quickly used what she could to freshen up. Fortunately, she was still wearing her clothes from last night, which meant they didn't hook up. However, she knew deep down she could not go to class in a party skirt and top. She needed something to wear.

Jonah appeared then, as if he had read her mind. He smiled slightly, his bare chest looking very sleek to Clea's liking. She blushed. Embarrassed to have noticed that he was shirtless.

Jonah spoke, because there was a frog in her throat.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah, I... Just have to get to class."

Jonah nodded. "If you need something to wear, theres a bunch of Jasmine's clothes in our closet, you guys look about the same size."