Emery POV
“Emery!”
I turned towards the stranger with a thick foreign accent and light blonde hair that seemed almost white.
“Thank goodness,” he muttered under his breath and then grabbed my wrist without warning. “Please come with me; it's urgent.”
He pulled me away from the hall that led to the girls' restroom, where I was waiting for Anna.
“Where are you taking me?” I asked as I quickened my step to keep up with the pace of the good-looking male that took me outside, towards the packing lots.
I don't know who he was, but from the accent, I'm guessing that he must be a foreign student. I can swear that I have never met him before, and yet he knew my name. How?
My mind turned blank as I came in front of Xavier.
I tried walking away, but the blonde-haired guy who brought me to
