53What happens when Kyle and Lindy go back to Tuttle? And take their relationship a step further as well?
Noooooo flames, please. Be nice.
Disclaimer: Alex Finn owns most of this.
can I just say that Ally Carter rocks.
"Well here goes nothing" Lindy said with her voice faltering. The wind blew her hair in all directions. The autumn air turned her cheeks a slight pink. She was dazzling in the faint light.
"Are you sure about this?" Kyle replied with uncertainty. Yes. He did love Lindy and he would indeed follow her anywhere but he would have rather preferred following her to a haunted castle then following her back to Tuttle. He gripped her by the waist and kissed her deeply trying to make her change her mind.
She laughed "Adrian. Stop. We've talked about this. I want to be in a school with four walls and classmates as much as I want to be with you" she responded with such sadness in her eyes that Kyle couldn't say no.
"But I could get you a school. I could buy you one. Lindy. Please anywhere but here" he looked away from her.
"Aw. Come on. You're being too childish about this. It's just our old school" she said still in his embrace.
"I know but...I was a jerk last time it was my school." he gestured to the ivy covered walls of Tuttle, thinking back to his days with the slut, Sloane Hagen, he shuddered.
"Yeah. But now, you have me and believe me, the human to beast to human transformation wasn't at all for nothing" she said assuring then kissed him back, gripped his hand and darted to the doors of Tuttle.
Hand in hand, they passed through Tuttle's spacious corridors, a few students eyed them wearily, some familiar eyes started to linger on them. Jaws dropped and girls began to giggle. This only made Lindy tighten her grip on Kyle. Kyle smirked. Kyle shot Lindy a look that said "I told you this wouldn't be a good idea". She shot him a look that said "the first step is always the hardest".
The headmaster was waiting for them. He bitterly shook hands with Lindy and immeadiently turned to Kyle with his loving educator's smile (is there such a thing?). "Well, Mr. Kingsbury, honestly, when I heard you wanted to be admitted back, I didn't know what to think of it. But Mr. Kyle Kingsbury none the less, tell me, how is your father?" the headmaster pryed.
"Headmaster, we would really like to get settled in our classes. How 'bout next time?" said, wanting to escape. "Do tell your father that if he needs anything at all regarding your education, he can most certaintly come to me." The headmaster said, his smile protruding almost to his eyes, making his cheeks swell.
"By the way, Linda"
"It's Lindy,sir"
"I take it that when you err, uhm, quit Tuttle, your scholarship ended"
"Yes. Sir. But I would like to inform you that I am here on my own avenues" Lindy replied without hestitation. The headmaster looked taken aback, he simply walked away leaving the two in the secluded hallway.
Kyle immeadiently turned to Lindy. "If you can't take this treatment, I know I can't, it's not too late to back out" he smiled sheepishly.
"Kyle Kingsbury, is that cowardness I hear?" her eyes laughed with delight.
"No" he stood firmly, tracing the her palm with his thumb. "Well, I'm not Kyle, I'm Adrian", his mind drifted to a beautiful greenhouse embellished with roses to white fluffly snow, his time as a beast.
She pressed her hand onto his cheek.
"But it was Adrian who rescued me, not Kyle, I would have thought you'd probably remember that". It was indeed obvious to both that Lindy had won this round and no one, not even Kyle Kingsbury could do anything about it.
The bell rang. (that line is sooo over used)
"World History 8:00-9:30 (first period)", it read on the schedule for Seniors.
They stepped in the classroom. Thank God that Sloane Hagen aka slut wasn't there. Too bad, Trey was. "Kyle! Man. Hey! Over here" he shouted.