glass touch

Chapter 10

"So you're new this year?" Cass asked me as we headed to the cafeteria. "What school did you go to before,"

Even though I knew he hadn't meant to strike a nerve he did. I felt my throat dampen with tears but I forced them bacj into my tear ducts. There was no way I was going to cry in a front of a really cute guy that I just met. That would be pathetic. Actually I'm not sure if I can describe Cass as being... cute. He's too mature for that word. Attractive? Yeah,that's the word. Plus he has a danger that lurks about him.but it's very appeling. I proberly have no chance with him. I'm not even going to try.

"Burke High school. it isn't very fascinating." I answered pushing my hair away from my face.

He chuckled. "Public schools disgust me."

I was surprised to hear him say that. Most kids would disagree. Well pubic schools are pretty disgusting but at least you have more freedom there. At this school however, they run things like a public school, even though this is very much a private academy. At least everyone here is pretty chill. The teachers are nice. Its almost like they try to understand our lives here instead of numbering us and taking names like all other teachers on the planet do. Or at least most teachers.

"They are prettu nasty." I found myself agreeing with him. It was the way he spoke that persudaded me.

We approached the wooden doors to the cafeteria. I felt Cass tug at my sleeve.

"I noticed you're wearing leggings and a T-shirt. Did you just come from Dance?" he asked me.

I looked down at my outfit. God I'd been so busy thinking about the other things that I'd forgotten to change. I still had my ballet flats on, too. I blushed feeling more than a little embarrassed.

"Oh uh,yeah.... I guess I forgot to change. Whoaps." I let out a nervous laugh.

He smiled.

"Hold on." I said to him.

I tore off my shirt since I had a black tank top on underneath it.then I opened my backpack and peeled it from my shoulder. My flannel stuck out of it. I pulled on the purple and black flannel stuck out of it. I pulled the black flannel. Then grabbed my socks and vans out of my bag that I had been wearing earlier. I couldn't

Exactly out my jeans on right now,but that actually made me kind of happy. Leggings were ten times more comfortable then jeans.

"I was thinking you were actually going to take off your pants for a second," Cass threw his head back and laughed. I liked the sound of his laugh.

I shook my head. "That's wishul thinking," I kidded right back.

He shook his head, then reached his hand down to me and helped me up.

"Come on I'll walk you to your table too."

"Don't you have class?" I asked him.

He shrugged. "Do I strike you as the type of person to care about being late to class? Plus we don't have separate lunches," he asked me biting his lip.

I shook my head. "Not at all."

He held the door open for me. I blushed,muttered my thank you and then ducked under his arm and into the cafeteria. Today the medieval looking chandeliers hanging from the ceiling casted light all around the room. The candles within them were lit. this was a difference. Yesyerday none of the chandaliers were going, but the gas lights had been lit. I looked at everyone. They were all scarfing down their meals and talking about normal teen stuff, as usual, even though this school was no where normal. I gagged. The thought of eating now sickned me. Cass had my stomach churning.