vigor. Nora allowed herself to peek back at him as he sat down.
His body language had completely changed. He leaned back comfortably in his chair, shoulders and arms spread wide. He wasn’t afraid to take up space anymore.
She twisted around to look at the front of the class. Mrs. Millburn was saying something about trigonometric functions and probability equations. Nora tried to focus, but her entire mind raced with questions about Hunter.
How had he changed so drastically? Where was the timidness he’d displayed last week? He won one fight against Brady and his friends. Was that enough to boost his confidence?
Most of all, why did he look so much more vibrant all of the sudden?
The clock ticked away anxious-ridden minutes, leading Nora closer and closer to the end of class.
What was she going to say to Hunter? And what would he say to her ? He had to be so angry with her after her ridiculous outburst. Would he forgive her?
Finally, the bell announcing the end of class rang. Mrs. Millburn stopped mid-sentence. She looked annoyed, but didn’t protest when her students started getting up. Nora sat still in her seat.
“Nora.”
She heard Hunter’s voice and turned around. He was standing beside her. For a split-second, a golden-red halo surrounded the pupils of his eyes. It disappeared when she shifted in her seat. She squinted her eyes at him, but couldn’t make the strange phenomenon re-occur. She settled back, assuming it was just a strange reflection of light.
“Hi, Hunter.” She bit her bottom lip and waited to see if he would tell her off.
“We need to talk,” he said seriously. “Come with me?” Without waiting for an answer he turned and walked away. Nora scrambled to collect her things and rushed after him.
She caught up outside the classroom, where he stood with one shoulder against a locker. On seeing her, he nodded toward the end of the hall and proceeded to walk in that direction. Nora had to push her way through the mass of bodies to keep up. Keeping an eye on him was easy, though.
He stood nearly a head taller than everyone else.
Eventually he stopped by a door, pulled it open, and ducked inside. Nora paused before following. She had never seen that particular door before. Bodies continued to mill around her, and she was jerked to and fro by the crowd.
She steadied herself and took a deep breath. Might as well get this over with. She twisted the doorknob, pushed the door open, and walked inside.
It was a small storeroom with a single row of lights. Empty, except for a stack of chairs standing in one corner collecting dust. Hunter was leaning against the far wall. He smiled when he saw her.
Nora’s heat rate accelerated. Why was he grinning at her that way?
“Why are we here?” she asked, too nervous to get to the real reason for their chat. “I’ve never seen this room before.”
“I stumbled upon it last week when I was searching for one of my classes. I thought we’d have some privacy here.”
“I mean, I guess…” Nora began, “…but we don’t actually have much time. I have to get to my next class soon, and so do you.”
“I know.” Hunter held her eyes. She found herself unable to judge his thoughts at all. His expression was neutral, but the way his gaze fell on her told Nora that inside, Hunter was fuming.
She fidgeted nervously. “What’s up?”
Hunter studied her for a long second. Then he sighed audibly. “I want to apologize.”
“What?” Nora was taken aback. He was apologizing to her ?
“Yeah. For what I did last week. I’ve realized, in the last few days, that what I did was…wrong.” Nora could see that he was struggling to say the words, and he rushed to clarify. “Saving you wasn’t wrong, but I should have asked first.”
“Asked who? Me ?”
“Yes. I shouldn’t have acted without your permission.”
Nora gave a little nervous laugh. “I doubt I would have objected. I was scared and angry afterward. I just wish you hadn’t