""It is,"" he said raising his eyebrows.
""What is ""it""?"" Arya grined.
""Funny. I assume your breakfast was delicious,"" the boy smiled, his alluring green eyes fixed on her lips. Taking a snow-white handkerchief from his pocket, he dabbed Arya"s lips. "You"re all chocolate..." he grinned.
""What?! I was in a hurry," said Arya, cleaning her face. ""You"re new? I haven"t met you at school before."" The door opened and they went in.
""Not quite. It was just that seemed a little strange that the door shut faster," said the boy.
"You must be the foreign student," she said. "Why are you looking at me like that?"" She asked, pausing.
""You remind me so much of my mother,"" he stopped.
Arya turned away and walked on. The boy reached out after her and catching her hand stopped her:
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