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"Thank goodness we don't have girls here or they would be all over him."
"Ugh, I bet if he's walking with Cross, he's just as powerful as him."
"Hey, you never know. He could just be leeching off him."
I walked confidently through the halls of Brighten Magic Academy, completely unbothered by the commotion Logan and I were making with our arrival. From the moment we walked onto the property, people had been staring at us left and right.
Students’ girlfriends and sisters were all squealing from the gates and Logan informed me that girls waited hours before the school started just to see the hottest guys enter the gates.
Apparently, we were now trending on Brighten's hot duo list.
Brighten was like a town of its own.
The property was twice as large as Natala and had its own internet platform where people gossiped and dedicated their time to updating the site with the latest news:"Logan and the mysterious hot guy with black and red locks"
It made me curious if females were the ones who ran the website because girls were like hawks when it came to the latest news on anything, but I couldn't be too judgemental when I had no evidence of that yet.
We reached the line for the entrance to the main office and I wanted to grumble under my breath at how crowded it was.
It's not that I couldn't handle crowds, but it was simply a pain in the ass being packed in a hall like sardines just to take some silly test.
It didn't even determine if you got in or not. It helped the guidance counsellors figure out the best skill set to match you with and place you in that so-called power level system which determined what color blazer we got.
Totally silly and unethical, but hey, I was a girl pretending to be a guy, hoping I wouldn't get caught on the first day of school so I couldn’t really judge.
We stood for fifteen minutes and the smell of multiple colognes was starting to irritate my nose.
Whoever invented AXE body spray wasn’t doing any favors for anyone.
I glanced at the board that showed how long our wait time would be. I had to hold back my growl of impatience at the digital display that showed'125 MINUTES WAIT' in red electronic font.
Logan's hand brushed against mine, his pinky finger twisting around my finger.
"You okay?" he asked, noticing my discomfort from my irritated expression.
"Yes. Just wondering what I hate more. Waiting in line or being packed like sardines while waiting in line," I grumbled.
I wrapped my pinky around his, squeezing it tightly. His little show of support did wonders to ease my growing annoyance, but I really wished it wouldn't take so long.
"If you’re so confident, why don't you come right up?"
I raised an eyebrow at the voice and Logan and I leaned over to our left to see a bulky male in blue jeans and a black t-shirt with multiple rips in the middle. I frowned at his appearance; his black hair was a mess of spikes and he had an eyebrow piercing that made me cringe.
I let go of Logan's pinky, sliding my hands into my pockets, then walked forward.
Logan followed me, not even trying to stop me from doing something as reckless as taking this guy's offer. It actually made me smile because one thing Logan knew about me was I had never turned down a challenge.
It just wasn't in my stubborn nature.
I walked right up to him, towering over his 5'8” frame and tilted my head to the side.
"I'm here. Can I get this test over with? I have shit to do," I scolded, having no tolerance for this kid who was trying to act all tough, but I could see the fear in his eyes and the slight tremble in his hands.
"Uh-" he began but Logan cut him off.
"Oh, we can? You shouldn't have. Thanks man." Logan patted his shoulder and walked right past him into the office.
I smirked, following his lead.
