I flinched. I didn't know how long Cedric had been staring at me with a puzzled look. I fixed my hair, which was bothering me by tucking it behind my ear, even though I knew it was futile. "Nothing."

"Do you want more?" he asked.

My lips pouted. "No, thank you. My stomach is not a bottomless pit!"

"It's better that way, rather than daydreaming. Not attractive."

Since when did this guy become good at flattery? Could it be that he learned it from Dewa?

"Let's go home. Are you guys full?" I stood up and spoke to my two friends who were chatting about something. "I'm tired."

"Ugh, you're...