 Wowza!
After the meeting with Taylor and the rest of the liasons ended, Ethan -who really appreciated his life- made the run for it. Had he not done that, Belden was one hundred percent sure that Amber would have started to accuse -and possibly slap him, too- him of stalking and Merline knew what other things.
Really. Him stalking her? He would never do that. As good looking -and that was probably a huge misunderstatement- as Amber Thatcher was, there was just no chance that Belden would ever stalk her. Women stalked him. He didn't stalk them. What would be of his reputation if he started to stalk her? Nothing good, obviously.
Thankfully for him, none of this had happened. And since he actually had something to do, Belden quickly left level one, and made his way towards the Magical Sports Department. If Amber ever asked him why had he ran away from her, he would just told her that she shoud stop thinking that all the things he did around her had do to with her. Which was actaully sort of true.
Granted, paying the Magical Sports' Department head a visit had only ocurred to him once he was safely away from her claws, but that did not mean Ethan was not going to use that as a excuse.
And then his walking came to a stop, upon noticing the sign on the door. First thing his honey coloured eyes noticed was the Department head was a woman -which surprised him a bit- and the second one was that she was not there. Oh, perfect.
Well, he would just have to wait for her then. As a little sigh came out from his slightly parted lips, Belden leaned against the wall, tousled his semi-wavy brown hair with one hand as an absentminded movement, before pocketing his hands.
Something told him this would be a long wait.
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