~Daven
Alison and I were walking into the school's compound. I could feel her shifting uncomfortably beside me because of the hefty body guard who stood some metres behind me.
"Um...can I just like excuse myself?" Alison asked, not looking up at my face and occasionally glancing at the guard.
She wanted space from him. I also felt the same way. His presence was rather intimidating and suffocating than soothing.
I simply nodded and gave her tight-lipped smile while she walked away in the opposite direction.
Class went on as boring as it usually did. After which, I grabbed my bag and sling it over my shoulders and then headed for the cafeteria.
I stepped out of the classroom and was about to take a turn to the side when suddenly one of those guys who had met me stopped in front of me, the blonde one.
His face was looking as stern as he had that day.
I looked around. "Where's the other guy?" I asked.
