Desi
Me and Ariel ran to the class, slipping in before the teacher noticed. 'Or maybe it's Papa being headmaster and all', My left brain butted in. I winced at the thought, trying to wish it away, but I knew it was true. Suddenly the teacher stepped into the hall, coming back in. She dragging a boy in behind her. He looked slightly tortured, and when he sat in front of me I tapped his shoulder, hoping to make him feel better. He turned around to look at me with silver eyes. I felt my breath catch, but I cleared my throat and tried to hide my awe. "Hi," I whispered, holding out my hand. "I'm Desivy." He smiled a bit, shaking my hand. "Drako," He said, and I found myself staring at his eyes. I shook my head, trying to get the clouds from my eyes. I smiled again, grabbing a sharpie from my messenger bag. "Wanna hang out after class?" I asked, ready to write down his dorm number on my wrist. He opened his mouth to speak, but a heavy book slammed down on my desk, making us both jump. "Having fun?" The teacher asked, glaring eyes darting between Drako and me.
