Honey Guy- Marked

Chapter 3

 The alarm clock sounded, it was shrill and impatient. I sneaked my hand out, grabbing it and flinging it onto the other side of the room. There was a muffled groan and I sat up, I had no tolerance with the rudeness of alarm clocks. I glared at it for a while, standing up and shuffling to my wardroom.

Each room had a small bathroom which included a small shower. I dragged myself to the bathroom, fingering my hair which seemed to have had a fight during the night. I narrowed my eyes at the mirror, brushing my teeth.

I had changed my clothes and finished packing my bag by 7:00. The school day started at 7:45 which gave me around 40 minutes to find my way to the 6 form common room and get myself a quick breakfast.

I walked out, locking the door behind me and pulling my rucksack on my back. I had made sure to wear my beanie in hope of hiding any evidence of the battle which I had lost with my hair.

I walked out, it was colder than the day before, the air was humid and heavy. There were already students walking around the building, I looked around in hope finding a 6 former who I could stalk to the common room.  It was easy to distinguish the 6 formers from the other students as we didn’t have to wear uniform. However, there was also the fact that the 6 formers (excluding myself) held an air of authority.

“Looking for someone?” Someone to my right said, his voice bored, like always. He took out something from his mouth, flicking it to the side and walked over. He tilted his head. “What happened there?” he asked grimacing slightly at my hair.

I looked at his hair which hung around his face, slightly wavy and long enough to be in a bobble. He was wearing an earring again, this time, it was silver. He had his jacket flung over his shoulder as if it wasn’t cold. His shirt seemed to be made to fit him. I forced myself to look away, I seemed as if only a few chosen ones had the misfortune of having hair which was a separate being to yourself.

“Done staring yet, sweetheart?” he asked, a small smile crossing his face.

He took my arm before I could walk away and led me back into the boarding house. “Get off” I snapped, my face turning beetroot. He stopped turning me to face him.

“You can’t go out with hair like that” he said raising his eyebrow, taking off my hat. He tilted his head. “Wow” he said. “This can only be described as a mistake”

I glared at him, something which he ignored. “Let me” he offered and without waiting for a response, took my hair and skilfully twisted it into a bun. I pulled myself away, taking my hat back and stuffing it back onto my head.

He followed me out as I strode out, soon catching up to me. There was a silence.

“You’re acting as if yesterday never happened” I snapped, finally. He didn’t react, staring forward, ignoring my remark.

“You can’t pretend it never happened” I tried again. This time, he smirked, looking towards my direction; his eyebrows rose in a taunting manner.

“What did we do yesterday Ayzel?” he asked leaning down, his voice soft.

I prevented myself from exploding, my face turning a deeper colour of red “Excuse me?” I spluttered.

Theus laughed, but didn’t reply.

We had entered the building and any attempt I made to slide away from Theus resulted in him sliding closer, an irritated look crossing his face. 

We finally entered a big hall like room with carpets. There were sofas stationed here and there and a small cafeteria on the side. There was a large window overlooking the forest, taking in natural light.