Broken Dreams Club - Elite

XI

A few days had passed, and as the clock ticked wild, so did Christian's growing desire to be around Carla.

It had been a few days which had passed since Christian had been coaxed by Carla into forming a sexual relationship with herself . . . and Polo. And the boy was still reluctant. He was reluctant to be treated as a fool, he was reluctant to be seen as a clown, and he was reluctant all the way as Carla joined his lips with his while Polo watched from his spot on the bed. But as aforementioned, the only thing that quashed his reluctance was desire.

His desire for Carla.

And this was how he attempted to explain it word for word to Alaska who sat opposite him, a pencil in her hand, ever in denial that what Christian was telling him could be true. She squinted her eyes with suspicion and began:

"Christian-"

"I know. I know what you're going to say before you even say it, guapa, but I know what I'm doing and this is the only way. I want Carla; Carla wants me; but Carlo also wants Polo; And Polo also wants Carla."

"Christian, I warned you in the beginning of the year, be careful of those two. I've known the two of them for as long as I've been alive but I still don't trust that they have your best interest at heart." The blonde said, showing genuine concern. There was nothing wrong with what the three of them were doing, it was their choice. But it was who they were.

Christian dramatically rolled his eyes.

"I understand what you're saying perfectly, and I'll be careful, don't worry about me."

Alaska was still not convinced. Christian noticed.

"Is it because you want me all to yourself? That's it isn't it-"

"Por favor-"

"Loski, I know that's what this is about. Don't worry, okay? You see this-" Christian paused, taking her free hand and putting it flat against his chest, feeling the sturdy 'thump' 'thump' 'thump' of his heart. "It beats for only you." He winked.

This made Alaska sincerely laugh. Christian never failed to put a smile on her face every day, regardless of it was for two seconds, or two hours. And she wouldn't admit it but she was beginning to appreciate his friendship more and more.

The first bell signalling the end of the free period rung through the library, alerting both of them.

"We have the Tutorial class now, right?" Alaska asked as they gathered their things to begin to walk out.

"Yes." He groaned, "Ander and I are nowhere near finished with our project. I hope he doesn't even ask us about it."

"Same for me, but I think he said today we're going to review and see the grades for the test we did last week."

The second bell rang again, causing the pair to pick up the pace slightly so as not to meet the final bell. They walked through the mass of students until Alaska remembered she needed her laptop charger from her locker. The blonde told Christian to go on without her because she had to take a detour.

Before she could even open the locker door, she saw the clean, white envelope which was on the slid into the locker. Flipping it over, she saw the address making her heart drop.

Para: Srta. Alaska Velazquez

De: Dr. Nada Flores

She didn't have to open the letter to know its contents, which sparked nervousness inside of her. It took a few seconds to retrieve the charger, and she put the letter and charger into her backpack and proceeded to class.