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Chloe leaned up on her toes to see if she could spot her sister. "Clara," she began, "That skirt is not for climbing. I swear to Merl-" Uh oh.
She turned around slowly on her heel, as if she could wish him out of existence if she went slow enough, and looked up at Bentley Moore. She'd almost forgotten that she might run into him here. Looking for Clara had enveloped so much of her brain space that she'd forgotten to be vigilant as she was actively avoiding him. And rather successfully up until this moment.
The fourth year got some of her hair out of her face with a quick brush of her hand and straightened her back (pretending to be brave was the only kind of bravery Chloe knew), "Yes, well," she managed, "I'm not looking for a Bentley, now am I?"
There was a heavy pause where she looked a him a bit too long before she remembered herself and rolled her eyes, "What are you doing anyway? You look ridiculous."
Bentley's eyebrows furrowed when he looked down and made eye contact with the blonde. He was perfectly okay..sorta with his lack of Chloe day thank you very much and as usual, she swooped right in and derailed his entire day.
" Yes well I wasnt looking to be interrupted either but we don't always get what we want do we?" Thanks to her, he knew a lot about not getting what he wanted.
He rolled his eyes at her.
"Is that Chloe for 'you look good Bentley'? Because I'm sure that's what you mean." He gave her a once over and leaned against the column.
"You look good."