Distraction: The Distraction Trilogy #1

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in. “Are you hungry or anything?”
    He glances at me out of the corner of his eye. “It’s past three in the morning. I don’t think it’s a good idea. You’re my student. I could lose my job.”
    My lips pinch together in an effort to stop my laughter. “Actually I was just going to see if I could get you anything… I didn’t mean like we’d eat together or…”
    “Oh.” He looks at the ceiling, clearly slightly embarrassed. “Right, of course. I knew that. Thank you for the offer but…”
    “It’s late, I get it.” I smile, nudging his arm with my elbow. “I’ll let you get back to sleep. Thanks for coming with me.”
    “No problem.” We stop at the door in the lobby that leads to his stretch of hallway. “Why did you need me?”
    “I’m not allowed down there by myself. My dad would kill me. It’s not the safest place in the world and my level of clumsiness surpasses most people. Grace is something that escaped my genetic makeup.”
    He looks to the ceiling again, this time smiling at my words. “Right, of course.”
    “No hidden agenda, Mr Price. I won’t mention this to anybody I promise.”
    “Me too.” I swipe the fob and the door unlocks, but he shakes his head. “I should walk you to your car.”
    “You don’t have your key fob to get back in and this is a small town.” I motion to his clothing. “You’re not dressed and it’s nearly four in the morning.”
    “This is an excellent point.” He pulls open the door and steps through before turning back to face me. “It’s odd hearing no sound. Thank you, Eloise.”
    “No problem, Mr Price. Have a good evening. If there are any more problems, please just call again. I’m not sure how your neighbour will react and if he gives you any trouble, I’ll need to tell my dad about it.” I quickly add, before escaping the building and racing to my car.
    “Thank you.”
    I feel his eyes follow me through the glass window by the door, but I don’t turn back to check. Instead I race home, too hyped to even think of getting any more sleep.
    There is one thing I noticed, I think as I lie in bed watching the tree near my window cast shadows upon my curtains, Mr Price didn’t look distraught so his mum must be okay. He only looked tired and a little withdrawn. This is good… I hope.
     
     
    Isaac
     
    I eat two apples and drink three cups of coffee on the way to school. Sleep evaded me after Eloise left last night. I tried to rest but failed. My guilt for calling a landline at such a late hour is intense, although it’s listed on my tenancy agreement as the secondary emergency contact number. How was I to know?
    I don’t think Eloise blamed me, but at the same time a girl of her age should not have been out of her home at three in the morning. I should apologise again, but I don’t want to bring attention to her at school. Plus I’m not even sure if she’s in today.
    My dad nods solemnly at me after I enter the staffroom. We haven’t spoken much since I left the hospital last night. There was little point in me being there. The staff were clearly annoyed with my still being present at one in the morning. I’ll go and see her on my lunch break. I’m just glad she’s okay and only has a mild concussion. Her spill down the stairs could have ended so much worse.
    “There’s a rumour going around that we’re dating,” is giggled in my ear as I make my way to the staff toilets, almost desperate to relieve myself of the three coffees I downed on the way here.
    Katherine’s words sink in after a moment and I look at her over my shoulder. “What?”
    “Apparently students have seen us ‘dating’ during our lunch hour.”
    After blinking a few times, I roll my eyes and make my way to the toilet. “Who cares?”
    The elation on her face is too much. I almost think she’s going to follow me into the toilets, which would be as awkward as it would be annoying. Fortunately she stops after I push the door open, but she’s waiting

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