Arya stood dead in her tracks, looking at Lucas whose eyes were filled with a mystified look that she couldn’t read. Those icy blue eyes were clouded with an emotion that Arya couldn’t put her mind to.
“Camila is calling for you guys.” Lucas stated coldly, standing still, leaning casually against the wall.
Ariana was smirking ear to ear, now that Arya got a taste of her own medicine.
“Eves dropping is really a b***h, isn’t it? You never know, when it can happen to you!”
Ariana laughed coldly, walking past Arya, and crossed ways with Lucas to whom she smirked notoriously.
“You’ve got a nut case, who would never hurt you.”
Feeling victorious, even out of a situation where she should be held accountable, Ariana shamelessly paraded out, rendering Arya, feeling ashamed of her and for Ev
