Fallen Angel

Chapter 10

ELLA

The whole day of school had been utterly boring and tiring.

I had almost fallen asleep during three classes, but 'luckily' to me, Christian was there to wake me up every single time.

He would keep poking my cheek every single time I was about to fall asleep and when I would groan, annoyed and try to swat his hand away, he would just chuckle, amused.

I shook my head slightly at the memory, a small smile tugging at the corner of my lips.

I was standing at my locker, waiting for Christian to show up. We had agreed to go to a cafe to work on our project.

I twirled a strand of hair around my index finger, waiting impatiently for Christian to arrive.

We had agreed to meet at my locker at 3:00, right as the last class ended. It was already 3:05 and I just wanted to get out of here. But, that involved Christian being here, and he wasn't yet.

"Miss me that much, Ella?"

I heard the familiar, raspy voice coming from my right and soon felt Christian's arm wrapped around me as he gave me a quick hug.

Wow. Totally wasn't expecting that.

A small blush made its way on my cheeks and I heard Christian chuckle.

"Nah, I didn't," I said, brushing Christian off.

I wasn't in the mood for his player games right now. I just wanted to get this project over with.

Christian shook his head, smirking, adjusting his shades and fixing his hair a little.

"Sure, but let's go now, alright?" Christian said, taking my hand in his.

I looked down for a bit and as we started walking, I couldn't help but notice all those girls glaring at me, their eyes full of jealousy.

I mentally rolled my eyes. There really wasn't anything to be jealous about. I mean, what's do special about Christian? Sure, he's good looking, but there are tons of other good looking guys in this school. Besides, all those girls are total sluts, it's not like anyone would date them anyways.

Christian laughed beside me and I looked at him in confusion, only to remember what happened this morning. He told me he could read my thoughts, so he must have been reading them again.

I don't get how he can do it though.

But he did admit he isn't human, didn't he?

I couldn't help but think of all of this as we walked to Christian's black Ferrari.

He opened the car door for me, waiting for me to get in before walking to his side of the door and getting in.

As we sat in the car, I couldn't help but staring at Christian. His perfectly sculpted jaw, plump pink lips, (which look kissable, by the way), his dark, glistening hair and those shades covering his eyes that I actually am dying to see.

I just want to see his eyes again so badly. I want to know why he always covering them up now.

As I was looking at Christian, he suddenly turned his head towards me, a smirk spreading across his face.

Oh, dear Lord, of course. He heard everything I just thought.

"You know, maybe you should take a picture. It'll last longer," Christian said, clearly amused.

I shook my head, my cheeks a bright red by now.

The rest of the ride, I just stared out the window, too embarrassed to even glance at Christian. I couldn't wait until we'd be at the cafe.