Throwing bricks in the mud is only to get you dirty.
Alex roaming around the woman did not face her. Among many men and women, even girls wondering what changed the silent girl of their class into the most dynamic person on earth, there was Zayn.
Ravine was wrong. Zayn hadn’t figured Cassandra’s feelings out for good. He gave it a thought, that Cassandra should break free from feelings and grow up. She couldn’t be nurtured by the five men at home anymore. Not even her adoptive father. She has to grow by herself.
Ravine watches Cassandra smirking and walking away, leaving a scorched Darla speechless. Alex taps Ravine on her shoulder. She looks back to see Alex was already staring at Cassandra. What less to expect? All the brothers’ fantasy frantically about Cassandra.
Now she understood – why they ever were so drawn towards her like moths.
She was the burning flame who shall end their sorrows every night.
The womanly flame rekindled every time they touched her and she smiled at them.
Thinking about their reverse harem dynamics gave her goosebumps, electrifying and strong. Before she could nod her head, Alex was already running off behind Darla and Cassandra; Cassandra in the lead.
She didn’t even hear what he had told her…
“I’ll be bunking my classes today. I don’t wanna miss a clue.”
Ah. That’s what he said; she recollected.
She already knew what kind of a clue he was searching for. Indeed, all the brothers were working on that mission as well. It was no wonder to state that Cassandra was giving them a hard time.
Sighing, she walks towards the faculty room, to meet up with someone. Someone related to this.
Sharon was cleaning her spectacles. A certain kind of lilies sit on her desk and they looked enchanted with love. She smiles softly, wearing her specs back. Sharon was disrupted from her reminiscing when Ravine knocks on her door.
Teachers had their cabins with three teachers of a department compiled. Thank goodness the other two were attending their class already.
“Ravine? What is it?” Sharon seemed to have changed. Changed in ways that she now believes Cassandra is going through someone mentally fatal. She was concerned for Cassandra as her boyfriend’s ex-bed warmer and as her student.
It was only one day of her class, but Cassandra was slowly starting to show her bad grades and attitude already. Sharon and Ravine stand face to face, woman to woman as they stare as though they’d communicate telepathically.
“I don’t know what made her do this-”
“I don’t want her to be a bad guy-” both clash in their words. Ravine gives respect to the slightly older woman while Sharon shakes her head with a sigh. Pressing the bridge of her nose, her shoulders fall as she says, “Are the boys trying to find what’s her issue?”
“Zayn’s the closest and I think he might be right, too.” The words from Ravine’s mouth make Sharon crash her eyebrows together.
“What did he say?”
“She may want to ask their dad about…”
“About….?”
“A transfer of school.”