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CHAPTER FIVE
Cordelia woke up early the next morning, it was Saturday so there were not any classes. She pulled on a pair of skinny blue jeans, green tank top and her knee high black boots. She walked out of the dormitories and headed out onto the grounds. It was nice outside and she found a nice place next to the lake and sat down. Cordelia had grabbed the book she got from her brother and sat down. She flipped through the pages. She heard footsteps behind her and tensed up for a fight as they approached and stood up. She swung her leg back and took the legs out from under them. She heard a huff as she turned to see who it was.
"Do you always have to do that!" Damian yelled as he rubbed his back and sat up. Cordelia sat down and crossed her legs.
"Well maybe you shouldn't sneak up on me." She stated and closed her book. "So why are you sneaking up on me?" she asked curious.
"I saw you out here and decided to come and say hi. Is that a crime?" he asked and laid back folding his arms behind his head. Cordelia just shook he head and looked out over the lake. It had a simple beauty to it. "Draco hooked up with Pansy last night." Damian blurted looking off into space avoiding eye contact with Cordelia. Cordelia smirked and Damian looked over at her. That smirk he’d seen it so many times before but never on the face of a girl. That was Draco’s smirk and she had it down pact.
“I told you last night, that I don’t care what Draco does. It’s his life.” She said and let out a breath. “Just like I can do what I please.” She said looking over at Damian. Then she turned her gaze back to her lap and the book that lay in her hands.
“What’s that?” Damian asked propping himself up on his elbows. He had on a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt; it was just tight enough that you could see his muscles under the shirt. He looked nice.
“It’s just a book.” Cordelia said and stood up. She started walking towards the lake. “You coming?” she asked and sat down on the edge of the dock. She pulled off her boots, set them beside her and put her feet in the water. It was cold, but it felt nice. Damian took a seat next to her. He just looked at her as she stared into the trees. “Are you as nice as you look?” she asked not looking at him.
“What?” Damian replied not knowing that she was speaking to him. “Oh, I don’t know, probably not.” He said and shrugged. He wasn’t the nicest person. He hurt people and was excited when people he didn’t like got hurt or failed.
“Good.”