Chapter 12: Gummies?

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🖋I saw magic in his eyes. Dirty, Dark, beautiful magic- unknown🖋

Niara's POV

It was four pm on Friday, tonight was the night of the party. But for now Mr. Donovan is looking over my test paper.

I watched as he calming marked checks and circling the questions I got wrong.

"Niara" He called my name sternly.

"Y-yes sir?" I answered nervously. I hope I did good on this test. I studied for it all week.

"Your grade is a seventy four" he noted and I felt a grin spread across my face.

"That's the highest grade I've made so far" I said happily.

His left eyebrow raised as he looked up at me "I wouldn't be too proud of that."

My smile fell and I looked down at my lap "..Oh" I mumbled quietly.'

He took in a sharp breath and rolled up his arm sleeves "But considering your previous grades... Good job" He said, I couldn't tell if I saw a small smile on his face or not but being praised by him sent tingles through my whole body.

When I realized I was staring at him with a red face I choked before replying "T-thank you."

I know I should probably be upset with him, considering what he said to me at the dinner party a while ago but I just can't help myself. He was probably just having a bad day anyways...

Out of curiosity I leaned over to see my paper, wondering which questions I got wrong.

I heard Mr. Donovan clear his throat, my head shot up to look at him only for me to notice how close our faces are.

I paused to admire his face a bit. His dark brown eyes where so pretty. Especially compared to mine that looked practically black.

"Oh.. sorry" I mumbled softly before backing away.

"Well, I guess that's all for today" he says before stacking up all his papers and materials. "Don't forget to study for you biology test next friday."

I nodded, only halfway paying attention. I usually had to take a test every friday.

'good job'

His words played back in my head, making me smile.

"Bye Mr. Donovan, I'll see you on Monday" I smile.

He nodded before opening the door and leaving.

As soon as he was gone I jumped up and ran to my closet. I wanted to pick a cute dress for the party tonight. But what color should I wear? I was thinking white, but what if I accidentally spill something on it...

I kept looking until I spotted something. A dress I got three years ago, I never got to wear it. It looked suitable for a highschool party. Although I've never been to one so I don't know if my opinion would be valid..

I grabbed it anyways. I bought it three years ago so I was a but worried it wouldn't fit. I was also two inches shorter at the time so it might be shorter than I'd like.

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