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Sebastian stopped walking and turned toward me with a heavy sigh through his nose. He appeared bothered, a far cry from his usual happy-go-lucky demeanor. During his argument with Layla, he had messed with his dark hair, causing it to be out of place. He clenched his jaw and sighed, pulling me closer while still holding my hand. Despite his outward attitude, he was gentle with me when he tucked a piece of my blonde hair behind my ear.
“I’ll see you after class?” he murmured.
I nodded. “Yeah.”
A smile from him caused my heart to race and my stomach to fill with butterflies. We weren’t allowed to display any affection, yet he defied the rules and brushed my ear with his lips.
“Can I see you before you go to the concert tonight?” he whispered.
I grinned as I threaded my fingers through his short hair, causing him to shudder. “Of course.”
With a soft smile, he leaned away from me. “See you later.”
“See ya.”
I watched as he went inside his classroom. I shifted my gaze to Layla, who stood to the side with crossed arms and narrowed eyes.
“I don’t like him,” she said with a curl of her lip.
“Ugh,” I groaned, throwing my head back and brushing past her.
She walked beside me and clasped her hands together behind her back.
“I don’t care that you don’t like him. But you need to play nice,” I warned.
“He just gives off these awful vibes. You need to dump him.”
Rolling my eyes, I climbed up the wide staircase that led to our class on the second floor. “I can’t dump him because you don’t like him. You’re not the one dating him.” I shot her a warning look. “Anyway, let’s drop it. I’m excited about the concert tonight.”
Mentioning our night together brightened her sour mood. “You won’t guess what I have.” She spoke in a sing-song voice, her shoulders dancing as she beamed at me.
We got to the last step and walked through the hallway, and I glanced at her with a smile. “I’m not guessing. Just tell me.”
“Aw, c’mon, don’t be a party pooper. Guess,” she whined.
Sighing, I shrugged and said, “I don’t know, Layla.”
She groaned and threw her head back with closed eyes. “You’re no fun.” She dropped her head and playfully glared at me as she punched my arm. The strength of the hit made me wince in pain.
We entered the classroom and sat next to each other in the back.
“Fine, if you don’t want to play, then I guess I’ll tell you. I got us VIP passes to meet the band.” Layla squealed and lightly clapped her hands, watching me for a reaction.
I turned in my seat, jaw dropped and eyes wide. “What? No way!”
While waiting for class to begin, Alison looked back and glared at us for being too loud.
“Mind your business,” Layla snapped at Alison.
Tensing up, Alison clenched her jaw and whipped back around to face the front of the room.
Turning back to me, Layla grinned and tucked a stray piece of brown hair behind her ear. “I know. I’m the best friend you’ve ever had, and we’re going to meet Satan’s Priest.” She lowered her voice when she said the band’s name. She had enough common sense to avoid drawing attention to us and getting us punished for associating with something “evil.”
“I can’t believe it,” I said with my jaw still on the floor. “How did you manage to get them?”
She smirked. “Don’t worry about it.”
“All right, ladies and gentlemen. All eyes on me,” Sister Theresa called as she came through the door and stood at the front of the class.
