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EVA

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EVA.

"Is it just me or has Eva been sneaking glances at Axel? "

My eyes flew to the curly-haired girl's on hearing my name.

"What? "

She rolled her eyes, "Okay, fine. That might be downplaying it a little. You were definitely staring at him. "

Did I mention she had a slight accent? A British one to be precise.

"No, I wasn't. " I argued.

Abi, who had barely said a word ever since, merely looked between us, then continued eating.

How a girl like Laura had become friends with Abi was still, and would probably always be a mystery to me. The two were nothing alike, the only thing they had in common being that they both breathed in oxygen, oh, and drank water, and did basically everything the average human did —but even that was debatable.

The exotically pretty, light-skinned girl fixed me with a 'really?' look, the enviable mass of jet black curls framing her oval face, dancing softly as she tilted her head.

"Of course you were. " she leaned back, draping her hand along the top of the bench she and Abi shared, "You were trying to be discreet, but that drool gave you away. "

Automatically, my hand flew to my chin to check for said drool and she laughed.

"Ha. Got you. "

I frowned. She smiled.

Well, she was right though. I had been sneaking glances at Axel. The guy I met at the boutique restroom, then met in the janitor's closet. Yes, I knew his name now. I heard someone call him that some days ago and it had stuck to my brain ever since. It was a very pretty name and it fit the bearer too.

We were seated at the cafeteria, Abi, Laura and I when I saw he occupied one of the tables with  three other guys —Pretty Face included, whom I got to find out his name was Ivan— and I had been successfully distracted since. My eyes found their way to his table every time I shoved a spoon into my mouth. But I guess it was his fault for being that good-looking and compelling.

He had his back to me, which was why he hadn't seen me yet, but if he did a complete 180, then I would perfectly be in his line of sight.

"Look, she's staring again. "

"Please, leave her alone. " Abi sighed.

I dropped my eyes, focusing on my food, but not before glaring at Laura for being such a poke noser. She all but grinned. It was almost impossible to get her in a bad mood as her anger tended not to last a long time. She took whatever jabs came at her in stride, smiled, then gave as good as she got. It was an admirable trait and I envied her. The extent of my power  was acting like the jabs and taunts didn't get to me and all the while, dying inside.

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