See You In My Dreams (Gusion x Lesley)

Chapter Twelve

Lesley frowned when she noticed that most of her schoolmates were running and looked excited– eagerly to go outside their school.

"I heard Guinevere is outside!"

"Omg! Who is she waiting? Does she have a boyfriend here?"

"Fuck! He's lucky if ever. I wanna date her!"

She frowned even more with what she heard.

Guinevere is here? But I thought Lancelot is studying at the school same with Gusion.

"Who is that Guinevere? Never heard of her." Irithel asked her while they were walking, "Is she famous?"

"I heard she's a model." Lesley simply answered.

"Oh, that's why." Kimmy reacted, "But since not everyone knows her, like me and Irithel, she isn't really that famous."

Lesley just chuckled. Yup, she got savage friends.

They were busy chatting on their way out of the school grounds, not minding those bunch of people who were being crazy asking for autograph from the model.

"Lesley Vance!"

Lesley halted from walking and looked at who called her.

Guinevere said a bunch of 'Excuse me's and 'Let me through' before she reached her.

She frowned while fixing her glasses, confused on why she called her. "Yes? Is there anything I can help you?"

Guinevere raised an eyebrow to her and let out an exasperated breath, "Don't act like you're innocent you ugly nerd."

Kimmy and Irithel frowned and glared at her.

"Miss, I don't even know you and it's the first time that I saw you but I don't like how you talk to my friend." Irithel said. She looked calm, but she was actually raging inside.

"I have different bottles of acid in my bag, do you want me to pour it all to you?" Kimmy said while rummaging her bag.

Guinevere frowned, "What's with you and acid? This nerd also mentioned that."

"Because they are actually strong and harmful to humans. Mostly, they are used in cleaning. Want to gargle with that so it can clean your mouth?" Kimmy answered with one of her eyebrows raised.

The model looked flustered, "How dare you–"

"I believe you want to talk to me so don't bother my friends. What do you want Ms. Baroque?" Lesley cut her calmly, though inside she was already pissed.

I mean, we're not even close for her to talk to us like that. Does she think she is someone that highly?

"I want you to stay away from Gusion." Guinevere said as she pointed her.

An angry vein appeared in Lesley's forehead as she calmly reached for Guinevere's hand pointing to her to gently curl her forefinger and brought her hand down.

"I don't like it when people are pointing at me as if they acting someone highly." Lesley said calmly, "As for your issue, why don't you just say that to Gusion directly? If you are someone important to him, he will listen to you for sure."

Guinevere glared at her, "It's because you are flirting him! Gusion is mine!"

"And now you are accusing me of something I didn't do." Lesley sighed, "Okay, let's say Gusion is yours. So why don't you talk to him instead? If he is yours, he will surely listen to you, like what I've said."