Chương 6: Different Atmosphere

The next morning, Liam stopped by the hospital on his way to school. It had been like that for the past one week, he stopped by on his way to school and dropped by after school even though the two places were in different routes and his mother doesn't fail to remind him of that every time so he wasn't surprised when she said,

"What are you doing here? You are going to be late for school."

He dropped a kiss on her cheek and sat down beside her. "I won't be late. Don't worry." He assured her before taking a closer look at her face.

"How do you feel?"

"Better. Oh! I spoke with your aunt yesterday. She called back this morning to let me know her husband is totally fine with you staying with Cindy in their house. Cindy is also fine with the idea."

"Thank Goodness!" He sighed in relief. He had been worried the entire night that his aunt's husband would not be open to the idea. Rich people can be unpredictable.

"Are you sure you can do it?" His mother asked, sounding worried.

"Why do you think I cannot? It's not going to be the first time I'm staying there? Besides, Cindy is 6."

"You've only spent a few weekends with them before. How are you going to cope with school and the whole house and the little girl?"

"It won't be difficult. I know it would have been a lot easier if she was used to living in other places and even our house but she cannot so I have to go there. There is nothing else we can do. I can do this mum."

Elizabeth sighed. "You should head back to school now. I don't want you to be late."

He nodded and stood up. He dropped a kiss on her cheek and was about leaving when she remembered his aunt had asked for Liam to call her so she told him.

On his way out of the hospital, he bumped into the older nurse and greeted her again before he dialed his aunt's number.

"Big boy!" His aunt greeted cheerily when she answered.

"Hello, Aunt."

"I have told you to stop calling me that. You make me feel old."

He let out a laugh. She was very young and very pretty. She turned 24 recently and had Cindy when she was still a teenager. Anyone who saw her would not believe she has a 6 years old daughter because of how well she took care of herself. Also, God bless his grandparents genes.

"I just left the hospital. Thanks for agreeing to go with mum and letting me stay with Cindy."

"Oh shut up! She is my sister and I've known and loved her longer than you have. I know you will do a good job taking care of Cindy. She loves you. But promise you'll call me if anything happens. Immediately." She added for emphasis sake.

"I promise you aun— Lucy. Nothing is going to happen. But I'll still give you a call always." He promised.

"Nice! I trust you. I'm sorry I won't be there to help you move. But I'll have my husband's driver be at your place later today to help you move your things." He could hear the urgency in her voice. It seemed like she was moving around as she spoke, "Oh! And send me your bank account number. I think I lost it."

"Aunt— I mean, Lucy. That isn't necessary. I am fine–"

"It's for you and Cindy. So do not argue with me and just do it. I'm hoping to see it in the next one minute. Bye. I love you big boy."

She ended the call and left Liam looking at his phone.

He knew it was futile arguing with her so he sent the number to her and got on his sport bicycle.

School started pretty much the same way. He kept recieving the various glances that he had grown accustomed to. Thankfully, there were no love letters inside his locker today— neither from a girl or boy. He was tired of ripping them and throwing them on the floor so the sender would see what he hoped to do to their hearts.

But something was different about his classroom. Immediately he stepped in, he noticed the atmosphere was different but he couldn't tell what changed until he saw the new student. That was it.

Oliver Sallow was sitting on the seat by the window and had his gaze outside, not bothering to concern himself with the glances he was receiving from everyone, or his seatmate who looked like she was trying to make a conversation. He was wearing their school uniform which perfectly fit him but he still had a black leather gloves on his hand and had his hair tied in a loose bun. Normally, he should have been told to trim his hair or take off the gloves but seeing how he wore it comfortable made him wonder who he really was to be allowed such privileges.

As if sensing he was being stared at, Oliver turned and looked directly at Liam.

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Chương 7: Staring game

When the two boys locked eyes, Liam had expected Oliver to look away first, but surprisingly, the boy didn't.

He stared intensely at him which made Liam a bit uncomfortable. He was usually the intimidating guy. In a group of Alphas, Betas and Omegas, he always considered himself to be an Alpha.

He was the one who made other people look away so Oliver should look away!

But the boy still didn't.

Oliver Sallow continued to look at him with a blank facial expression. He didn't know what the boy was thinking, staring at him like that. The previous day, Oliver gave off the impression that he was shy and anti-social. He didn't even directly look at his face when Liam was giving him a tour guide, neither did he want to change in front of him. But all of a sudden, he could maintain eye contact?

Liam could feel himself getting angry. He was sometimes VERY competitive and he didn't like the thought that he was going to fail this time. He was the one standing in front of the class like an idiot so he had to move but he couldn't bring himself to lose in this game.

"Liam!" Sophie called excitedly, causing him to lose the staring game and finally break eye contact. When his eyes went to Oliver's direction again, the boy was wearing an airpod while looking at a book in his hand.

"Guess what?" Sophie began to ramble but he wasn't paying much attention to her.

"..... 300 new followers who thinks you are hot! If I charge 10 dollars each to send your phone number to them, I'll be rich soon!" She squealed excitedly.

Liam knew she wouldn't do that but he didn't hesitate to glare at her and warn her against the idea. Maybe he should get a girlfriend? He was sure this whole thing was going to reduce significantly and he was going to get enough breathing space if he did.

"What are you thinking about? You want me to sell your number to them? I'll give you half of whatever I get—"

"No!" He shot down the idea immediately. "I'll kill you if you do that." He threatened.

When Sophie returned to her seat, he looked at Oliver's direction again and saw him reading a book which looked like a novel, with his airpod on his ear. He could see the frustrated look on Oliver's seat mate's face. Poor girl. It was obvious she was never going to succeed at getting his attention.

"Do you feel threatened?"

He was snapped back to his senses, and looked at Harry who smiled at him before turning his gaze to Oliver's direction. He didn't know when Harry arrived.

"What?" He raised a questioning brow.

"The new kid. He seems to be getting a lot of attention. Do you feel threatened because your position is at stake?" Harry teased.

Liam scoffed. "Who cares about that?" He asked rhetorically before he turned to look ahead.

"You should. He is gradually pushing you out of your spot. Have you noticed the ladies are paying less attention to you now? He is like the mystery that everyone is trying to unravel. No one knows anything about him except his name and you know those kind of secrecy naturally attracts people, don't you think so too?"

Liam wished he could just shut up. Keeping his 'spot' wasn't his priority right now.

"I have an idea. We should make him join our circle. That way, we are still the hottest circle in this school. Hell! In this town! We should make him join by all means."

"I totally agree to that!" Sophie chipped in from the aside. "We should get him to join us before one of those–"

"No." Liam refused to budge.

"Why?"

Sophie and Harry asked at the same time. Liam seemed to have changed a lot lately. Was it maturity?

Liam pondered on their question. Why didn't he want Oliver in their circle?

The answer was simple.

He didn't like the boy.

And the funny part was, he didn't know why he didn't like him. But there should be a reason right?

Thankfully, their teacher entered inside the classroom at that moment and saved him from giving them an answer.

"I'll still try to woo him to us." Sophie whispered before adjusting in her seat.