to work.” Cassidy rolls her eyes, but her smile remains. She’s trying to feign annoyance at having to be helped out by someone she perceives to be a mindless jock, but her smile betrays her and the flirtatious glint in her eyes shows she’s secretly enjoying their little rendezvous.
Keagan pulls on the base of the lock, and it pops out, springing the door open, just as three of Cassidy ’s friends come around the corner all comparing their freshly painted nails. They stop dead when they catch sight of Cassidy and Keagan, their faces full of disapproval.
Cassidy gulps at their expressions and starts to fiddle with the strap on her bag. Fully aware of Keagan trying to continue their conversation, she cuts him short.
“Thanks,” she snarls, “but you and your meathead friends were probably the morons who jammed it in the first place.” The poison hits its mark and Keagan can’t hide his genuine hurt. He stares at Cassidy open-mouthed, unsure of what to say. Then he spies the black cloud at the end of the hall. Realizing what’s going on, he shakes his head. “Right,” he mutters sadly
As he walks away, the aura around him swells with disappointment turning it back to more his shade of green than the new one I created only an hour ago. Cassidy ’s aura pushes through, tainting it with regret and restoring the almost defeated shimmer to the colour of their undiscovered love. There may still be hope for them.
“ So, let me guess. You actually have a thing for Keagan, and you wanted me to find out what he thinks of you?” Josh is stood right next me. I was so wrapped up in staring at Cassidy and Keagan I didn’t even hear him walk up, and the echoes of footsteps in these corridors are usually deafening. Especially when they’re empty like now. And my body didn’t warn me either. I didn’t suffer any spasms or sickening crunches. I felt nothing.
I angle myself towards him as his scent washes over me and the pull to touch him continues to get stronger every second. I open my mouth to deny his assumption.
“No, don’t interrupt. Obviously you were too shy to come and ask me, and that’s why you were standing staring earlier outside. Then in the hall you didn't want to talk much 'cos you were wishing it was Keagan talking to you.”
He stares at me with the smuggest grin I ’ve ever seen plastered across his face. I've seen some pretty smug grins living with Amora.
Whatever pull I had towards him has gone. The only pull I feel now is in my hand, and that wants to slap the smirk right off his face. He ’s got to be a God like me; his arrogance is way above mortal levels.
I ’m almost positive he’s working for Amora to humiliate me. Amora has hated me since I was created and she’s spent the length of my life finding new ways to make me miserable. This must be her latest idea.
This is the sort of thing she’d do. With her matchless beauty, she can talk any man, woman or immortal into doing just about anything she desires. On the rare occasions she can’t, well, Aphrodite is her biggest fan, so she always lends her her cestus to use on those needing extra persuasion.
Josh appears pretty pleased with himself. Perhaps she isn ’t the one behind this; perhaps Josh is and he has been using her to get information on me.
For all, I know Josh's creation could have happened before Amora - maybe even before Allana. After all the only information given to me is what is deemed necessary for me to know. That ’s their explanation anyway. I know there is so much more that they are all hiding from me. Maybe Josh is a part of the nest of secrets. He would need to be an Erosian and a pretty advanced one; if he’s planted the idea of my being attracted to him in my head, which would explain, why my day has been totally messed up.
Well, he ’s played with me long enough, and I'm not going to stand here and act stupidly any longer.