"You are late." Gael glared at Bella with cold eyes as if she was a villain among the heroes. But others looked at Bella with a smile or a nod, a rarity for her since mostly she only got cold glances and mockery.
"I overslept because I returned late from a mission." She lied. The truth was… she was thinking about Rafael all night. Her desire to be with him, to be here was getting stronger. And though there were pricks like Gael, there were people who liked her despite her hair color or the mysteries surrounding her.
She wanted to be here. And she would do what it takes to be here.
"Ha! You are bragging already." He mocked with a scowl, "would you fly in the sky when you finally get their recognition. But you do not need to think about it because it is never going to happen."
She sneered and walked away from him. She was not going to fight with him over something so childish.
