Charmed Life.

Chapter Ten.

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It seemed I had to be escorted to my English lit class, the last lesson of the day. My lesson with Aiden.

Once I was securely at the door they all waved goodbye and went on to their own classes. Jamie halted part way down the corridor.

"I'm assuming Aiden will be giving you a ride home, but if he needs to stay behind get him to text me and we'll wait for you okay?" He asked and I quickly nodded in understanding.

I stepped inside and my eyes automatically fell on Aiden, he was leaning on his desk at the front. His sapphire eyes turned to me when I entered the room and his lips turned up in a small smile.

I looked around the room to find an empty chair and noticed Cameron was in this class. He did have an empty chair next to him but I wasn't sure he wanted me to sit near him. We weren't friends just because we'd laughed a little in one class. So I continued my gaze until he motioned me with his hand to come over.

"You can sit with me nerdy, I don't bite." He smirked at my reddening face. All eyes were on me now and even though the class wasn't yet full there were enough students to make me uncomfortable. Well, one student would have done that...

I walked over to his desk and sat next to him earning myself a dimpled smile.

Looking back to the front of the class and trying to cool my face down I caught Aiden's eyes again. He wasn't smiling at me this time. Instead his eyes were scrunched like he was confused, and a little annoyed. Maybe he didn't like people talking in his lesson.

A few more students walked in after me and sat down before Aiden lifted himself off his desk and stood straight. His 6ft frame had a few of the students front and centre craning their necks slightly to fully look at him.

"Hi everyone, welcome to English Lit. My name is Aiden Spencer. And for the remainder of the year I'll be your teacher. Occasionally Miss Cooper, your usual teacher will come in and aid me if necessary. I'm currently studying to become a teacher and the school was kind enough to let me practice my skills on you guys. So go easy on me." He chuckled and the class laughed lightly with him.

"Today's mostly about getting to know you and for you to get to know me a little, so when I call your name if you could say a little bit about yourself and I'll return the favour."

He then began calling out names and everyone stood up with ease and said something basic about themselves; age, favourite subject, a hobby.

I hated situations like this. I spent more time over thinking what I can say when it's my turn that the experience is worse off because of how much I've panicked.

"Alexandra Clarkson."

The chair creaked loudly as I lifted myself to a standing position.

"I- i like.. to re-read." I stammered out.

"What's your favourite book?" He asked a follow on question. He'd done this with a few other students so I shouldn't have been too surprised that he asked given my vague statement.

"Too- too many. To pick." It was the truth. I also weirdly felt guilty if I ever chose a certain book over another. Like I was betraying the other books I'd read.

"Oh you must have one you could read and read and it's the one you always go back to." He was smiling at me again and seemed to genuinely want to know the answer.

A memory jumped out at me of when the Spencer's were just about to move away...

I was in my room sobbing uncontrollably, Sam had just left after saying our goodbyes and I'd raced upstairs and dramatically flung myself on my bed. I hated that they were leaving. It wasn't fair. My life was over.