"Just shut it Liam, i don't care about Monica, I just don't like people showing up uninvited" He snapped, he turned back around and continued walking. I sighed and followed after him, I sat down in a seat near Elijah as the teacher started lecturing. It reminded me of like a classroom/college setting, it was very confusing. 

He started talking in what seemed like Latin, don't get me wrong i loved languages but- uh trying to figure out what the teacher is saying is a lot more difficult since i don't know a lick of Latin. 

I glanced at Elijah who wrote down notes, of course he knew Latin. He sent me a pity glare and i huffed which caught the attention of the teacher. He started aggressively talking to me in Latin, while i just sat in mute terror. Not understanding what the fuck he was saying until Elijah spoke up in fluent Latin, seemingly siding with me. The teacher nodded, and Elijah smirked at me. I placed my head on the desk, and sighed. The desk was cold, and my face was hot. I was overthinking everything, this was way to stressful for me. 

The bell went and Elijah got up, i followed like a good person. 

"Elijah, what the fuck did you say to the teacher" I snapped at him, he smirked

"Wouldn't you like to know" he said cockily 

"Yes i would" I said sitting down on a bench 

"Too bad" He said chuckling.