The long hour and half lesson finally came to an end. Their teacher packed her books and sauntered out of the class. Just as she stepped out, the class was thrown into a rumpus as the students glided out of their seats; living the class in groups.

Phidelia was busy packing her books into her bag and didn't notice Rowan's gaze on her.

“Hmm...Phidelia?” Rowan mumbled skeptically.

“Huh?” she muttered, lifting her eyes to him with a quizzical look.

“Since you have no friends yet would you mind joining me for lunch? We can keep each other’s company.”

“Really? Can I?” Phidelia exuded, face etched. The thought of eating alone...