The Prince and His Pauper

Chapter 60: The Pauper Piqued

"So, tell me! Give me all the juicy details!" Hunter demands a little too enthusiastically. Though, that was all my fault since I was the one who told him that Antonio was at the same restaurant as me.

Except, I told him when we were on our way to lunch. Right now, we're at my house because he needed "help" with his calculus homework. He also said that he wanted to hear all about it without Austin hanging around us. Why? I'm not really sure, but I'm grateful that he didn't invite him along.

Actually, I do have one idea: Austin's been really angry with me lately that he snapped at Hunter during lunch when he asked him what happened. He even left our hangout spot because he was so pissed at Hunter for asking a bunch of questions. We don't know where he went and he hasn't answered our texts. Well, he hasn't answered Hunter's texts. I didn't bother to text him since I knew he needs some time to cool off and he'll text when he's calmer.

"Cas! Say something already!" I hear Hunter yell at me that I literally jumped out of my seat. Sort of. I jumped and fell off my bed which resulted in me landing on my butt.

"Ow. . . that hurt. . ." I groan in pain before I glared at Hunter. "Did you have to yell?"

"Yup! If I didn't, you wouldn't tell me what happened." Hunter replies while he helps me get on my feet again.

Rolling my eyes at him, I sat back on my bed with my back leaning against the headboard. Hunter picked up his homework packet and handed it to me. "Check it!"

"I thought you wanted me to tell you all the juicy details that happened yesterday?" I ask as I take his packet in my hands. At first glance, I can already see the errors he made but there weren't a lot of them.

"I want to know that too! But, I thought if I finished one page and have you look at it, you wouldn't try to use my packet as motivation." Hunter explains with a smug look on his face. I guess he finally caught on. . .

Since Hunter took the time to actually do his homework, it wouldn't hurt if I told him everything. So, after I pointed out all of his errors and asked that he redo it, I told him everything that happened. Starting with Antonio almost collapsing from where he sat.

"Antonio kind of fainted yesterday," I state while I brought my legs up to my chest.

Hunter's movements froze, his pencil falling out of his hand, and he gasped. He didn't say anything for awhile, but he came back to his senses enough to ask one question. "Why?"

"I don't really know why. But, I think it's because he remembered something. . ." I respond with a shrug of my shoulders. "At least, that's what it looked like to me. . ."

"Why do you think that?" Hunter questions and tilts his head to the side.

"He. . . He looked out of it when he was waking up and. . . he glared at me like it was my fault that he fainted. . ." I answer as I remember those cold grey eyes of his. They were almost the same as his dad's when he gave me a ride home from the hospital.

"No way! Really?!" Hunter gasps, his eyes widening in shock that I thought they were going to pop out.

I nodded my head in response as I place my chin on my right knee and reply, "Really."

"Did anything else happened?" Hunter asks to which I shook my head.

"He just got up and left. That's it, nothing romantic if you were thinking about something like it." I answer a bit bitterly. Honestly, it's not like I was the one who gave him a headache.

"Ouch, that kind of stung." Hunter comments which caused me to realize how harsh I sounded.

I took a deep breath in and silently counted to ten. Afterwards, I exhaled and looked up at Hunter who didn't looked offended at all. If anything, he's amused with my behavior so I asked, "What's with that face?"