Blazing Academy: Semester One (Academy For All Things Scorching #1) - Avery Song Page 0,88

going to answer it in that rough, bad attitude yet sexy way. And his scowl merely makes your heart skip a beat. Keru is so fit. Have you seen him work out without a shirt? Abs, abs, abs. Plus, he's a strong warlock that can do some of the craziest spells. Imagine having him defending you in the line of battle. Hot!"

I was getting far into my praising, noticing the slow build of boiling anger bubbling within Rick as his body grew tenser by the second. Eliza’s grit teeth and frustrated expression only gave me more motivation to carry on.

"Westley is my current favorite. Can you imagine cuddling him? It's a really nice experience, not to mention the fact that he's probably one of the strongest Wind Flare individuals in our freshmen year. He's really talented in many areas, but I'll keep the details to myself." I winked and crossed my arms under my breasts while I gave Rick a defiant look.

"So to give you a definite answer on how they're doing, they're all just fine, living their best school lives, dating me," I concluded. "I know you're a little obsessed with me as of late, but why don't I make things clear. I'm not interested in you, Rick, so you can stop telling everyone how I've apparently been begging you for attention."

"Y-You have been!" he argued, noticing the group of students observing our conversation once more.

"When? Last time I checked, you deliberately came this way when there was tons of space at the entrance. I'm standing here with my friend, waiting for my boyfriends. As for any past interactions, the last time we even exchanged a word was when my soon-to-be boyfriends warned you not to get to close, and before that, hmm..." I tapped my finger on my lips and dramatically snapped them like I'd just experienced a light bulb moment.

"Right! The previous time was at our old school, wasn't it? You know, when you tried to throw a book at me, and I defensively reacted and sent you flying. I think you had a few broken ribs and an arm or something. Then you went on saying you were going to sue me after crying like a baby that I'd tried to kill you. The whole victim role you do so well. I believe my grandparents still have the video. I'll have to ask them to send it over so I have some evidence on hand for any curious students."

Eliza gave him a look, and his face grew red in anger.

"T-That's in the past!"

"You're right, but you just brought up the past when you said that I'd been begging for your attention. If you don't want to walk down that road, why don't we focus on the present?" I offered. "I'm not interested in you. Besides, it looks like you and Eliza are dating, right?"

Everyone paying attention to the conversation turned their attention to the two of them, and Rick nervously pulled his arm right out of Eliza's grasp.

"We're not dating!"

"Oh." I blinked innocently. "Too bad."

"What the hell, Rick?!" Eliza snapped at him. He looked away and shrugged. "We don't have time to waste on stupid, insecure bitches who just want attention."

"Stupid, insecure bitches?" Clara dramatically repeated and looked around. "Where are they?"

I smiled proudly and followed suit with her exaggerated glances.

"Good question, Clara. I'm rather positive he ain't referring to us, seeing as we don't fall into even one of those categories. Insecure girls wouldn't defend themselves when jealous individuals try and bring them down. Bitches wouldn't respectfully use their words when they could have easily used their magical fists or kicks, for that matter, and I'd be rather careful about calling anyone stupid, because you never know when you're looking at someone far smarter than you."

Arms circled around me, pulling me into a back hug.

"Or whether you're looking at the next horseman in the making."

Tingles ran through me at the deep voice that was thick with sleep. I glanced up to see Westley's sleepy expression. The unimpressed glint in his eyes made him look like an angry predator ready to destroy its prey.

"And the last time I heard from your ‘bros’, you were the one begging to enter our classroom the other day so you could talk with our Alice."

That was new to me, but I had no time to comment when Westley peered down at me.

"Hey, babe," he sleepily greeted. I'd completely forgotten about Westley's "little" growth spurt, making him go from 6'0" to