(MASON'S POV)
I frowned at Fiona, Abigail, and Jake.
The three of them had gone completely stiff, their eyes locked on the two guys that walked into the classroom. Even our teacher seemed strangely nervous.
What was going on?
The first guy was tall and lean, with dark hair falling in neat waves across his forehead. His skin was unnaturally pale, almost glowing under the classroom lights. His golden eyes swept over the room with quiet confidence before settling on the empty seats at the back.
The second was shorter but built like he could knock someone through a wall. Messy brown hair framed a face that looked almost too handsome to be real. His eyes were completely black, and the way he walked made me oddly uncomfortable. It was smooth... almost like he was stalking instead of walking.
"Do you guys know them?" I whispered.
No one answered.
Jake slowly let out the breath he'd been holding.
"...You've got to be kidding me."
"What?" I asked, looking between the three of them.
