The moment Atticus and I stepped into the Academy, all eyes were on us. I'm guessing that they all expected to see him with Anya. They were all in for a shock, especially since he held my hand in his as we walked through the hallway.
When we reach my locker, Atticus surprises me as he leans into me, trapping me against it.
What was he trying to do in front of everyone?
"Everyone is looking," I whisper. I needed to remind him that we were in public and surrounded by people. And everyone was indeed still looking at us. They hadn't stopped since we stepped into the hallway together.
"And?" he asks, not the least bit bothered.
What did he mean by that? How could it not bother him that they were staring at us?
"What are you doing?" I ask as I try not to look around us nervously. It
