Feelings and documents

ARIA'S POV;

I have never been stared at so intensely in my life compared to the way most of the students have all been staring at me since morning.

Every attempt at trying to make a conversation had gone down the drain, thanks to the Bambi sending them death glares.

"What is wrong with everyone?" I sighed for the hundredth time on my way to class.

It was my second day in college and yet, I was enjoying none of it. I never wished to experience the same thing I had faced this morning ever again.

"I'd also like to know," came the answer I wasn't expecting and immediately, I stopped in my tracks.

Turning to my side, to see a petite female beside me who had glasses framing her tiny face, with her head in a scattered bun- yes, not a messy but a scattered bun, making me realize there was no intent in trying to make herself look pretty.

My smile came freely on my face and I didn't need to fake it again while I walked with her.

I was on the way to the last class I had which was none other than my 'uncle's' class.

Not that he'd ever hear me call him that despite what had gone down between us.

"Keep your smile to yourself until you get to the class early before the professor. I can't afford to miss his class," she said to me, and then, she was gone, sprinting very fast that I had a difficult time tracking her with my eyes.

It felt like I had just been dumped again but this time, in an amusing way since I knew the reason why she had left me, looking very giddy.

"How do I survive this next class?" I thought to myself before walking at my own pace.

The lectures weren't supposed to start until the next five minutes and I had enough time to walk as I'd like until I got there, or so I thought.

After two minutes, I arrived there, standing in the doorway and I dared to peep inside.

Once again, it was filled to the brim, only that this time, the students, most especially, the ladies looked to be twice the size they had been on the first time.

"Who is that?" one of them asked, pointing at me while calling the attention of the others.

I was ready to hide my face but it was too late since I was left with no choice but to stand frozen under their judgy gazes.

The eyes of many on me immediately made me start regretting my decision of arriving late.

"She is the one. Doesn't she know?" Another one of their questions filled my ears and I was starting to wonder what the problem was.

Sighing, I held my chin high, walking into the lecture hall and headed straight for the seats on the last row.

A few steps away from there and the unique golden locks that had been the cause of my inner turmoil caught my attention.

On each of his sides were Bambi or Esmeralda as they had introduced and Lucian.

They looked like gods sitting and staring down at little earthlings.

Immediately, I halted in my steps, preparing to sit away from them but once again, Damien called out to me again, saying "Come sit with me, new breed."

Hissing at his term of address, I turned away from him, ignoring the warning in his gaze when our eyes met, I scanned the seats for empty seats.

Swallowing down the nervousness that was starting to rise in me, I pretended not to have noticed the hateful stares of the other students and i really still didn't understand what their issue was.

My feet were prepared to take me to a vacant seat I had sighted that was just at the far corner but closer to the professor's stand when rhythmic steps and the one scent I couldn't ever forget teased my ears.

"Good evening," Ronald said the moment he settled himself, now standing in front of the whole number of students, looking as confident as ever.

His long black hair was slicked to the back, leaving only one stray strand to linger in front of his eyes.

Ever since I had set my eyes on his hair after the first night, there was the urge to run my fingers through his shoulder length wavy hair but each time, I tried as hard to remind myself that he was my uncle.

And by that, it meant he was off limits!

Though, I could tell that the more I tried to remind myself of this, the harder it was for me to do the right thing.

Knowing that I couldn't be anywhere near him, I turned back again to where I had been offered a seat, my steps hasty.

I held my hands together in front of me to stop them from shaking nervously, and without a word, met eyes with Damien's blue ones.

"Is the offer still up? Can I sit with you?"

Waiting to hear his answer was a pain in my butt but finally, a knowing smile spread on his face.

For a brief moment, I was starting to wonder if he knew my relationship with Ronald but the thought left my head as fast as it came since that was impossible.

"Red cheeks, where do you think you want to sit? On my head? I believe you're not blind and as you can see, there are no seats available for you here," came Esmeralda's snide reply but rather than getting furious or disturbed by her words, I only kept my eyes on Damien, waiting for him to speak and I didn't have to wait long.

"Get up, Esmeralda. I'm not doing this with you today and do I need to tell you she's my girlfriend, again?"

A shocked gasp left her lips, before she turned her eyes to me, with hatred brewing in them. In her eyes were promises held for me that I wouldn't like to explore or even find out.

Thankfully, she displayed no drama, only leaving the seat with a pissed off expression which I held no reason for.

I could feel eyes boring into the side of my head, following me with every step I took. Eyes that had stared into mine with so much emotions on that unforgettable night.

Heat pulled in my belly, leaving a heavy weight and I knew I had to pull my head out of the gutter before the scent of my arousal got to everyone.

As I sat between the two greek gods, and my eyes unintentionally searching to meet with Ronald's, my heart thumped repeatedly, harder than it ever have.

Heat began to rise in my body and even with the well ventilated place, I was starting to sweat rapidly.

The lecture had gone so fast in the blink of an eye that I didn't even pay any attention.

Seeing the students walk out, I immediately ran as fast as I could, wanting to bury myself in my room.

I was right behind Ronald when among the pile of papers he was carrying, a few of them fell to the floor.

Squinting, I bent to pick the papers only for me to see it was the same adoption documents I had found in my father's drawers.

Curiosity took over me, and I stretched out my hand to pick it, only for another hand to be faster than mine.

"Thanks Aria, you didn't have to," Ronald said calmly but the way the veins in his hands twitched had me knowing that things weren't as simple as he made them seem.