The Princes of Ravenwood

I still don’t know what to think about what Darius did during Gym Class. Did he break up with his girlfriend for pulling my hair? But possibly the weirder thing is I don’t believe this was Darius.

He looked exactly like the guy Barbie… I mean, Jane was hanging on this morning and the guy from my history class. But there was something different about him.

All three interactions I’ve had with him have been off. Like he’s three different people. There are three of him, which seriously the world couldn’t handle that many of them or has multiple personalities, which also doesn’t seem right.

I tried not to think about it as I made my way to my next class, physics. I could hear people whispering around me. “I heard one of them set their sights on her.” “I think it was Darius.” “Who knows.” “He dumped Jane for her.” “No way.”

The various whispers circulated and did clear something up. One of them. So, there is more than one Frost. I felt a fluttering sensation in my stomach at the mere idea of there being more than one Frost.

As instructed, I pushed the thoughts aside, found my classroom, and went to the table in the back. As I got out my book and notebook, I wondered who my physics partner would be. I just hope they aren’t some idiot that plans to make me do all the work.

“Hello again, Uchiha,” a deep warm voice greeting. I blinked and looked up to see the shadow that had fallen over me belonged to him. But is this Darius or someone else?

my brow looking at him. He called me Uchiha. That’s what

noticed it was orange, just like the guy outside the office but not like the guy in history. So, does this

to tell me which one?” I

panty-melting smile. He was an Adonis when he wasn’t smiling. This isn’t fair. “The same one I

I commented, trying not to let his proximity get to me. He must have known how he affected me as he casually slung his arm across the back of my chair.

you think that?” he asked, arching an

bag, the one in my homeroom had a black one. I can’t say what color bag the guy from Gym Class had since it was Gym Class. But you also don’t carry yourself the same. The one in homeroom was very serious, sitting straighter

rolled my eyes. “You’re new, and no one told you,” He sighed. “Mr. Frost and Riko.

nodded and put my attention on my teacher. “Forrest,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear before he turned his attention to the lesson. I shivered, biting my bottom lip

third’s name? Was Darius the one homeroom or Gym Class? Too many questions. I glanced over at his notebook. He was following along but was also

to try and see what he was drawing. I blinked as I saw it was me. But me anime-style dressed in a female version of Sasuke Uchiha’s costume in

nearly that big,” I whispered. I was going to regret saying it. But the costume Forrest was drawing me in had

some to give me a better view to reference,” he whispered back, his voice having a toe-curling effect