ERASTHAI

iv. | TOURS ARE FUN? BULLSHIT

iv. | TOURS ARE FUN? BULLSHIT

"ARIA PASS THESE out between the Kyng's after the tour.", Mr. Carmichael ordered, running a hand through his hair. He leaned back into his chair as he lazily stared at the blonde. The principal was casually dressed as it was the weekend and there was really no use for formal attire. His clothing choice consisted of jeans, a dress shirt and shoes. On his desk, were handbooks and papers, which the teen grabbed, going towards the open door.

"And please, bring the Kyng's back to me after the tour is through.", he added.

"Of course, sir.", she smiled. The teen continued through the door, placing her bag behind the receptionist's desk. She placed the supplies there, sorting them orderly. The blonde adjusted the glasses slipping from her face with her wrist as she sorted the books. Aria left the waiting room, venturing into the hall and to the front of the school. She opened the doors and stepped outside, to see it empty which meant that they hadn't arrived yet. She breathed heavily, slouching before straightening her back into a stretch.

She decided that waiting for them was the best option and, thankfully, it didn't take long. A sleek black SUV pulled into the school's parking lot. It came to a stop at the school's entrance and the Kyng's emerged from car, one after the other.

First it was Ophelia. She stepped out in a plaid miniskirt, kept on her waist with a belt, and a form fitting black blouse tucked into it. Her black booties clacked against the pavement as she stood to the side. Her face was bare of make up, making Aria take notice of a few beauty marks and light freckles she never noticed on her face.

Next was Atlas, who towered over the blonde as she stood to her full height.
Her fringe fell over her eyes and she swept them away with an elegant palm. She adjusted her cuffed jeans, a graphic t tucked into it and banded together with a belt. Her black combat boots stuck out as she lazily trudged to stand beside Ophelia, both looking like models. Her face was also bare of make up yet she still looked like perfection, from her thick brows to her thin lips.

Sybil exited after the tall female in a ruffled sleeve floral dress, ending above her knees. She matched it with sand colored gladiator sandals and a cream colored clutch. Unlike, the two females Sybil had worn make up but nothing over the top. From what Aria could tell, Sybil had coated her plump lips in gloss and her eyebrows, along with eye make up were done naturally. The female grinned at Aria, who found herself returning her smile. A shy blush overtook the blonde's cheeks as she admired Sybil's outfit but she could do nothing but gape a little as Sybil hugged her and moved away. 

Orion and Austen rushed out together, which was chaos. The males almost fell and they would've if it hadn't been for Ophelia quickly supporting Orion's lanky form with a scowl etched onto her lips. The male grinned sheepishly at the shorter as he was scolded.

Sybil had gripped Austen, who thanked her and stared at Orion, wanting to throttle him.

Both male's had matched their outfits, sporting skinny jeans and white polo shirts. They had settled on Adidas sneakers, their hairs tousled and brushed.

A familiar looking dark skinned boy hopped out of the car, rushing towards Atlas's side, seeking comfort. It wasn't until Aria had gotten a clear look of his face that she realised who it was.

Sawyer.

He looked a little different from yesterday or maybe it was because he wasn't so casually dressed when she left saw him. He wore an oversized vintage graphic sweater, skinny jeans and timberlands. He stomped his way towards his lover, who rose a rose at his bratty attitude.