I hurriedly follow Clara into the hallway, jogging a bit to catch up. She glances at me briefly, and I pretend to sort out my hair to disguise the dark red blush I could feel weighing heavy on my cheeks. My breath comes quickly as my heart pounds so hard I feel it in my temples. If Clara notices my acute distress (which I would be quite surprised if she did not), she did not say anything about it. Our shoes thump lightly against the carpet, the only other sound my frantic breathing.
"Mary tell me honestly," Clara begins. My heart leaps into my throat. "Is Alice really seeing someone?" I choke suddenly on my own spit and cough so violently I have to stop walking. Clara looks at me with a mixture of concern and confusion.
"Y-yes." I sputter. Clara's face lights up with what my mother would only describe as "boy-craze".
"Who!?" She practically shouts, startling a nearby group of girls walking to class. I shake my head and shrug, having finally cleared my airway.
"Well you certainly must know!" Clara insists, looking at me intently as we begin walking.
"I don't." I state, though not rather convincingly. She could be seeing someone for all I know of her, for all this time we've spent together I know scarcely a fact about her. Clara huffs and pushes the hair from her face.
"We shall have to find out tonight, I suppose."
"I suppose." I echo unenthusiastically.
YOU ARE READING
Dark Academia
RomanceMary is sent to boarding school to become more worldly. She discovers not only knowledge of the world, but of herself.
