466: DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO LEAVE?

DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO LEAVE?

"There's a new teacher." Ian mumbled, leaning over Hope's table as both of them stared at the entrance gate. Wishing the class would be over soon. Yet it was impossible, since they still had three hours before they could be free from school. 2

"A new teacher?" Hope raised her eyebrows as she sighed and leaned back against her seat. "We will graduate in less than three months, why would they hire a new teacher now? Moreover, Mr. Wentworth will come back." Hope frowned.

They were supposed to have a P.E class now, but before all of the students could change their clothes, Ms. Meredith came and informed them that Mr. Wentworth got into an accident and needed to be hospitalized, thus there would be a replacement for his position.

Therefore they were still inside the class, waiting for the new teacher to come and introduce himself.

"I thought it will be Mr. Miller who will teach us." Ian went back to his seat next to Hope and put his face flat on the table. Feeling bored.

In their last year, Ethan wasn't in the same class with Hope and Ian. Hence it was Ian, who got stuck to Hope through their entire time in this high school.

He didn't complain though, just like Hope, since they had their own little secret about the supernatural world, it was way more comfortable to hang out together.

However, Hope just started to date the boy who had been courting her for the last one year.

Ian and Ethan, of course, objected to this idea as they gave her dozens of advices, because Kace would obviously not take this too well. After all, they were tasked to look after her and they assumed this was also included as a part of their task.

But Hope countered them by saying; He was gone for years without any news. With that, they were tongue tied. It was Kace's fault.

And, speaking of the devil…

"Hope!"

Ian grimaced even before he could hear the voice of the young boy as his scent wafted to his nose.

Hope turned her head and smiled at Oliver, she waved her hand casually as she watched him saunter across the room before stopping right next to Hope, blocking Ian with his tall and muscular body.

"I heard Mr. Wentworth is hospitalized, so you don't have a class now, right?" Oliver smiled at Hope and talked softly to her.

"We have, the replacement will be here soon, so you better shu, shu…" Ian waved his hand, gesturing Oliver to go away from their class or anywhere near Hope.

"Do we have a problem here?" Oliver turned around to face Ian with a disgusting look on his face.

Oliver and Ian had been like this ever since Oliver tried to get close to Hope. At first, Oliver thought Hope and Ian were together, but after some observation, they were proved to be merely close friends. That's why, Oliver couldn't understand why this guy was being this overprotective of her?

"We will always have a problem every time you come to her." Ian's boring eyes suddenly came to life. He liked provoking him and Hope knew where this would lead to.

"Okay, enough boys." Hope tugged Oliver's arm and sent a glare in Ian's way. "I don't have a plan to be in the center of this drama, alright?"

Hope drifted her eyes toward the other students that had been curious about the progress of the scene before their eyes, but once Hope glared back at them, they whipped their heads away and started to busy themselves.

Hope didn't really associate herself with the other students except the siblings, but it didn't mean they could mess with her.

In their first year of school, Hope beat up a boy who tried to corner her just because she looked sweet and quiet. The boy thought he could do something to her, but only ended up being hospitalized because Hope hit his head with a brick.

The most reliving part was that Serefina didn't complain, nor did she scold Hope for that. She even dealt with the parents of the boy and settled things down easily. Of course, while adding one or two snarky comments here and there.

And when Hope asked why she didn't get angry because of that, Serefina just shrugged her shoulders and said; "If it was me, then we would be at his funeral not in the hospital."

Hope shut her mouth as she thought, and it became the time she finally forgave the witch because she had erased all of her friends' memories.

"I just want to ask you if you want to skip class and go out with me? I want to show you something." Oliver sounded annoyed, but not because of Hope.

However, before Hope could reply to his offer, Ian interrupted them again and this agitated Oliver further.

"Hooopeeee…" Ian drawled, yet his eyes were trained on something in front of the class.

"What again!?" Oliver snapped, but immediately shut up when he followed Ian's line of sight.

Hope was the last one to realize it and when her eyes followed theirs, she could feel her heart dropping to her stomach just at the sight of him.

Yes, it is him!

Hope felt her stomach doing a summersault while her heart started hammering against her ribcage painfully as she couldn't shift her eyes away from those beautiful ocean blue eyes.

He looked exactly like the last time Hope remembered him, if she couldn't say he looked much hotter with his shoulder length black hair that he tied behind his nape.

Hope felt her world spin just by looking at him. Damn! He was gorgeous!

But, his eyes darkened a few shades when they traced down to Hope's intertwined fingers with Oliver's.

As if electrocuted, Hope immediately freed her hand and somehow felt guilty. She did not even hear Oliver's voice, which mumbled at her, saying he had to go.

"Where are you going? I will start the class soon." Kace's voice rang through the classroom as the other students were also mesmerized by their new teacher's beauty.

"I am sorry sir, but I shouldn't be here." Oliver said apologetically and was about to leave when Kace sat down on his table and spoke languidly.

"Did I give you permission to leave?"

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