Is it love: Peter Bartholy

Chapter 16 Part 1

Zeva Pov:

Night has fallen. I look at the stars letting the evening temperature gently lick my skin, turning my head towards home. We walk in silence for a moment. I glance at the two walking with me and see Peter almost immediately shying away. An uneasiness gradually settles in.

Not taking the silence anymore, pent up energy got the best of me.

"So Dorothy, Peter tells me you come from Romania. How did you arrive at Mystery Spell?"

Dorothy - "It's been a while since I've been in the United States now. I got the information about different universities. This one I liked but I just left it a little late..."

She goes on to add a few bland details about moving here and I nod only listening halfheartedly. We continue walking for a moment, when a tall, rather handsome young man comes and stands in front of us, hands on his hips. Just smelling his overused cologne had me holding my breath.

Loan...

He flashes his signature smile at me, before looking over and addressing Peter.

Loan - "So Peter. I see you're saving all the new girls for yourself. Tell me, what's your secret?"

Loan gave his playboy wink, setting me off. He can really annoying me! All my energy and frustration  finally found its outlet, replaced by irritation and anger. Who does he take himself for? Hasn't anybody ever told him he was over the top?

"We aren't things, Loan! It would be nice if you didn't talk about is like that!"

Loans eyes snapped to me shocked at my angry outburst but he quickly recovers with an even more annoying smirk.

Loan - "Stop pretending to rebel, Zeva. I know you like the attention ..."

I walk straight up to him pressing my finger into his chest. Simply ignoring his advances wasn't going to be enough. He needed to put him back in his place. He is so over the top!

"Loan, the majority of girls don't like men to behave as if we were still in prehistoric times. We have evolved since ... Haven't you noticed?"

I scowl at him and Loan seems to lose some of his arrogance, and I'm pretty satisfied. In the corner of my eye I notice Peters watching me. He smiles at me with a sweet smile on his lips, as if he's proud of me.

"Do you have anything else brilliant to say to us, Loan? If not could you leave us alone? We have things to do.. "

Loan was quick to recover as he looked me over. His hand instantly reached out for my chin holding me. His voice smooth as his thumb presses my lower lip.

Loan- "I was kindly coming to invite you to Josh's party. He's a friends of mine. He told me to invite everyone, so even losers can come."

I waved off his invite. Instantly jerking my head from his touch.

"Do you think that be behaving like that with us, you'll make us want to come? Dream on!"

It was as if my words didn't even reach him. He leaned in throwing his toothpaste bright smile.

Loan - "Sorry, my beautiful, But in this town, I'm invited to all the parties.So unless you decide to lock yourself in a convent, we'll meet again..."

I groaned. Indeed, avoiding him in this city seems almost impossible, but I'll do all I can not to see him again! I sigh in frustration and decided to keep on going and ignore him.

God, I hate machos....

Guys who think girls are all turkeys without brains, it really gets to me! I don't look back, I want to be a lone, miles from all these people ...