Chapter 11: sink or Swim
Jules' pov
Blaze's eyes were a sharp dark color, eyes so dark, it almost overshadowed the white parts. His face was chiseled and he was so sinfully attractive that it almost felt like he was unreal and shouldn't be stared at without taking permission. His hair was wavy and the ends hanged over his face, and somehow, that made him appear hella mysterious.
My mouth felt dry and I swallowed emptily before slowly averting my gaze as color flooded my cheeks. It was only a few seconds but it felt way longer than that. No emotion crossed his face throughout that fleeting moment and that unnerved me even more.
This was the second time I was locking eyes with him and barely thirty minutes has passed since he arrived here. My heart was still racing fast and I tried to get it under control in order for me to focus on what the teacher was saying.
"I believe there isn't anyone here who isn't good at swimming. For those of you who are pros, be considerate to your fellow students and look out for them, if you're kind enough." As the teacher spoke, most people snorted at the end of his sentence.
The teacher inched backwards and clapped his hands together.
"Alright, everyone get in the pool then! If you can't swim, refrain from getting in and just observe from outside the pool... but, who really doesn't know how to swim through?" The teacher laughed at the end of his sentence and the rest of the crowd joined in as well.
I could feel my hands start to get sweaty and once again, my heart was starting to race in nervousness. I didn't know a thing when it comes to swimming, back at home, I've never been in a situation where I'd ever have to learn how to swim.
I know I could easily stay right here and observe the rest of the students in the pool, but I knew I couldn't afford that because apart from the fact that everyone had laughed at the thought of one of the students here being unable to swim, should i refrain from getting into the pool along with the rest of the students is only going to bring me a bunch of unwanted attention, attention which I certainly couldn't afford to have on me right now.
It's my first day here and so far, I believe I've gotten more than enough attention today.
When the teacher clapped his hand once again, everyone hooted and rushed to the pool. In no time, the students at the predator's angle were all shoving themselves into the pool and doing all sorts of flips into it, while the preys were all getting into the pool like normal people were supposed to. Taylor grabbed my hand and I instantly stiffened.
I wasn't used to strangers touching me without any warning, but I guess this was okay since he had basically stuck with me since we exited the classroom together.