James Piper
"Nothing's happened," he replied in what he hoped was a convincing tone.
"By the way, the headmistress doesn't seem to notice anything between us. Though I usually see her following you, for whatever reason she has," Belle said.
James felt a small cheeky smile dancing on his lips and he chucked softly. "Perhaps it's my stunning good looks that are courting her attention. Better watch out Belle, you might have some competition!" he joked.
She closed her eyes, head still resting against his shoulder, "I feel tired right now. What about you?"
But she didn't give him chance to answer as she lifted her head to look at him, "And, I was also asked by the headmistress to keep a closer eye on you,"
"A closer eye on me?" he glanced at her eyes right next to his shoulder and laughed, replying jokily, "I don't think you're eyes could be closer to me if they tried."
Then he remembered something, "Aren't you forgetting something Belle? Aren't you supposed to be in class right about..." he glanced down at his watch and then back at her, "Now?"