Chapter 3

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Jane's POV . . .

             Ever since we landed at the airport, Gazel kept placing a fake smile, and it was starting to get on my nerves, and I noticed Byron smile misciviously everytime I looked at him. ' What's going on here?' , I wondered. The hole time we drove in the van, I did not speak a word to Gazel, and everytime he wanted to talk to me, I opened a conversation with Torch.

        The van slowly came to a halt in front of a huge red, and blue building.
" We are here! Get your bags, and head inside. This notes contain your rooms name", our coach said handing each of us a small paper. I looked at my paper, and read the words ' Room 9'. My eyes took a quick glance on Gazel's paper, and felt certainly unlucky, he had ' Room 10'.
"Oi! Jane looks like your next door!", I quickly turned to Torch, who was raising his paper in front of me, with a grin on his face.
" What room?", I asked, giving him a smile.
" Room eight!", he replied, ruffling my hair.
" Alright everyone get going now!", the coach ordered. Everyone quickly ran out of the van and headed to their rooms, including Torch! Causing me and Gazel to be left alone in front of the building.
" So-", the silver-haired male cut me off, by grabbing my wrist, and dragging me inside without saying a word.

          We passed several rooms, and Gazel seemed to be counting them as we walked. I was barely able to keep my heavy bag on my shoulder.
" Here it is", he mumered, opening the door of one of the rooms, and pulled me inside. Once he closed the door, I looked at him with my cheeks puffed angerly, wanting a explanation for his actions, but he simply ignored my reaction, and pinned me to the wall. I tried to loosen his grip on my wrists, but he just tightened it more, and a plain look was on his face.
" Why are you avoiding me? Did I do something wrong? I will fix it I promise!", his words easily showed the nervousness inside of him, and I was able to feel his hands shake, as he tightened his grip on my wrist.
" Gazel?", I was confused by his actions, and stared at his watery, teal eyes.
The last time I saw him like this was when we where in Alias Academy.
" Don't leave me, please!", he begged for the first time, with tears of jealousy, and shame. He letter go of my wrist, and embraced me into a tight hug. I placed my hand on his back, and moved it in circles, trying to ease his corrupted state.
" I am not going anywhere, don't worry", I broke the hug, and placed a soft kiss on his forehead, while wipping his tears with my hands.
"Now tell me what's wrong", I added caressing his cheeks.
" That guy, I don't want him a intch near you", his voice was like venom, and he was grintting his teeth angerly.
" Who?" , I asked, placing my hands on his shoulder, and locked eyes with him.
" Byron", he answered, as if wishing the guy would die already. His hands were still shivering, and his eyes were filled with jealousy.
" I will never love anyone but you, don't take him too seriously", I advised, intertwining my fingers with his shivering ones, and said,
" Calm down, don't do the same mistake I did". A soft knock was heard on the door. Me and Gazel quickly stepped away from each other.
" Hide in my closet", he ordered, as he walked towards the door. I ran into the closet, and placed my ear against the closet doors to hear the conversation  Gazel was having.
" What do you want?", I was able to tell Gazel was certainly not pleased with the visitor.
" Just passed by Jane's  room, and she wasn't there, so I thought you might know", my nerves boiled when I heard Byron's voice.
" Like I would tell you", Gazel replied coldly.

Gazel's POV . . .

           I was on the edge of breaking, as I watched Byron let out a small chuckle.
" Has your jealousy gotten the better of you? What happened to your positive aura?", he teased, clicking his fingers, and stretching his hand for a shake.
I raised my eyebrow at him, as if he grew a second head.
" Just interested in seeing your new personality", he said, giving me a bright smile. I shook his hand, before turning my back on him, and closing the door.
Jane jumped out of the closet, and ran into my arms with a worried face.
" Everything is fine, right?", she asked, resting her head on my chest.
A sigh escaped my lips, and I broke the hug with a weak smile on my face. Sadly, our moment was was destroyed when the bedroom's door flew open, and Torch bragged in with a threatening glare.
" Oi! What the-", before he could finish his sentence, I smacked his head, and pushed him out of my room.
" Next time knock!", I shouted, slamming the door shut, before letting out a heavy sigh. I turned back to Jane who was covering her mouth with her hands, and chuckling like a child.
" What's so funny?", I asked, pinning her to the wall with a smirk on my face.
She glumped, and smiled cheaply.
" N-nothing", she replied, patting my head awkwardly. I could not help but laugh, at the thought of how I kicked Torch out of my room. She looked at me in confusion for a second, before joining my laughter.
" Oi! What's happening in there?!", I heard Torch yell, while banging on the bedrooms door. I stopped laughing, and opened the door for the Tulip Head.
" That wasn't pleasant, but it was better than last time", I teased, with a small smile on my face. The red-head blinked a little at my words, but managed to stand up,a nd walk into the room. The rest of the day we kept joking, and chatting. For the first time, I felt real joy, especially with Torch, and Jane.

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