Luci
"Don't eat your eraser. Did you skip breakfast?" I stop chewing on my pencil to stare up at Easton, who smirks down at me. His brothers are all moving into the seats around and in front of me. I stare at them confused. This is our one mutual class and I sit in the back to hide. They usually sit up front on the far wall by the windows.
"Umm are you guys lost?" I ask confused. Easton sits to my left with Becker on my right.
"No, we're sitting here." He answers me quickly.
"Why?" I am suspicious.
He stares at me for a minute, pressing his lips together. "The view's better up here."
What does that mean? I go back to biting the back of my pencil and looking at my to-do list. Until a hand wraps around it and tugs it gently away. "Here Luci." A handful of Ferrer Rocher tumble onto my
