Girl from Parallel universe -Part 1

3 | Clever move

With a sigh, Lucas leaned back against the bench, contemplating his response. "Olivia used to be one of the most popular girls in our school. She's the daughter of the head Science teacher," he explained. "But ever since you showed up at dinner yesterday, everyone's been buzzing about you. It's like you've stolen the spotlight from her, and she's not too happy about it."

Grace frowned, her brow furrowing in concern. "I never intended to overshadow anyone," she admitted, her voice tinged with sincerity as she grappled with the unintended consequences of her presence.

As she placed the water bottle back on the table and rose to her feet, a sense of unease settled over her. Despite her best intentions, it seemed that her mere presence had unwittingly stirred up a whirlwind of emotions and tensions within the school community.

"You don't know, but you have already robbed many hearts," Lucas remarked, his voice carrying a hint of admiration as he observed Grace's genuine demeanor.

Grace turned towards him, her expression a mix of confusion and curiosity, as she tried to decipher the meaning behind his words. Lucas met her gaze with a playful smile, a glint of mischief dancing in his eyes, as if he held a secret that only he knew.

Before Grace could respond, the shrill sound of the bell interrupted their conversation, signaling the end of their break. With a resigned sigh, Lucas rose from the bench, adjusting his grip on the towel slung over his shoulder.

As they made their way back to the gym, the air between them crackled with unspoken words, a silent exchange of thoughts and emotions that lingered in the space between them. Despite the brief encounter, Grace couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Lucas's cryptic remark than met the eye.

With each step, the hallway seemed to stretch endlessly before them, the rhythmic echo of their footsteps punctuating the silence as they navigated the familiar corridors of the school. Yet, amidst the hustle and bustle of students rushing to their next class, Grace found herself drawn to the enigmatic presence of Lucas, his mere presence casting a spell that she couldn't quite shake off.

As they reached the threshold of the gym, Grace stole a fleeting glance at Lucas, her mind buzzing with questions that remained unanswered. But before she could voice her thoughts, the door swung open, and they were swept back into the whirlwind of school life, their brief moment of connection fading into the background as they resumed their respective roles in the bustling chaos of high school.

**

After three classes that seemed to drag on forever, the anticipation of lunchtime finally arrived. Grace sighed with relief as she began to pack her belongings into her bag, eager to escape the confines of the classroom and indulge in some much-needed relaxation.

As she meticulously arranged her books and notebooks, Lucas's voice cut through the air, a hint of mystery laced within his words. "You like adventures, don't you?" he asked, his tone both enigmatic and calm, as if he held a secret waiting to be unraveled.

Grace paused, her brow furrowing in confusion at the unexpected question. "Why do you ask?" she replied, her curiosity piqued by Lucas's sudden interest in her preferences.

A small smile played at the corners of Lucas's lips as he rose from his seat, his backpack slung casually over one shoulder. "Well, if you do, then let's have lunch together," he suggested, his voice carrying a subtle invitation to embark on a journey beyond the confines of their usual routine.

Grace hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The idea of sharing a meal with Lucas, the enigmatic boy who seemed to hold the key to a world of adventure, sparked a flutter of excitement in her chest.