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Jayden waited outside the class for the lovely Tristain, a smile on his face, ready to walk her anywhere she wants to go. Tristain had told him to wait for her; so that's what he was going to do at that moment. He wanted to see those gorgeous blue eyes and wonderful hair again, and the gentle touch of her hand really kept in the back of his mind.

He watched as the many student wandered by, each going their seperate ways, the look of wonder filling their faces as their first day at the wonderful school dwindled to a close. Soon enough, Tristain would walk out, and he would be able to talk to her for a little while without her brother Colton ever finding out. This would be the first time they had a major conversation since the sorting ceremony, but that was only a day ago; so that wasn't really long. He leaned up against the wall, waiting to see those blue eyes that he keeps being brought up in his mind come out of the classroom.

"Come on Tristain: how could I possibly avoid you? I don't even think I could go a day," he cleverly answered to her teasing statement. He tried to answer with his own charm, but it came out as more of a joke mixed with a flirtatious tone. He decided the charm should be shown in his smile instead.

As the two started to make their way down the stairs, he decided he should ask how her day was as a common courtesy. It was the best thing he could possibly do at this moment, for it showed that he cared. He walked with her close by his side. His leg still was in pain; so he still had sort of a limp and he was sure she would notice, but it really didn't matter. He wasn't going to let that come between the two.

"So, how is your first day of classes treating you Mrs. Raines?" he asked her, using her last name just to mess with her.

Jayden switched his gaze back to the intoxicating blue eyes that stood out against her pale skin. Like he said before, everytime he looked into those eyes, he would get lost. There was just something about them that drew him in. Something that really avoided his knowledge, as if it was some kind of higher power. He regained some sense after a brief hiatus; at least, enough for him to answer.

"Uhm...it has been pr--." He was cut off by Tristain's sudden awareness of his injury. He didn't want it to come between their conversation, but it seemed like it was going to unfortunately. When he heard the word hospital wing he instantly shook his head. He didn't want to have to end their conversation so shortly after it started.

"No, I will be fine. I fell on the way up her on these very stairs unfortunately. I had hit my knee and twisted my ankle on the steps. Luckily I did not fall down the steps," he said. Suddenly, he was grabbed. She wanted to make sure that he used the least amount of energy possible, but it didn't really help. So, he gently released her hand and instead, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, using it more as leverage, not really putting too much weight.

"It would be much more easier like this," he said, chuckling. But...once again...the feeling that he felt on the boat came back, but doubled. It was a great feeling...something that he liked. They walked down the stairs, one step at a time.

"Well, if I go to the hospital wing, for I am considering it, you have to be there with me Tristain," he said jokingly, making a witty deal with her. He didn't know if she would really want to stay in the hospital wing with him, for that would be a boring place to stay, but maybe she would. It was an interesting deal to make and it would really show him how comfortable she is with Jayden, something that he really needed to no. It was more of a test than him actually wanting to go to the hospital wing . He looked at her with a genuine smile that no one could simply resist, his green eyes locking with her solid, but beautiful blue beauties that he has grown accustomed to. He used this look as more of a face that would draw out her sympathy rather than laughter.

"I will go if you do that one thing for me," he told her, his arm still wrapped around her shoulder, the weight of his body partially on her. He didn't put too much weight on her however, for that would probably cause more trouble than if he walked down the steep, spiraled steps himself. He didn't want to have her fall down these steps like he almost had. He would make sure that very thing didn't happen. So, instead of putting all his weight, he put partial weight, but made it look like he was putting all of it on her. She probably would not question his lightness, but he was prepared with an answer if asked. He would tell her the truth obviously. He could never lie to her, unless it was dire information that needed to be secret.

"So, what is your answer?" he asked her, wondering what her answer would be. He hoped for the answer that he had wanted to be elegantly tossed with beautiful sounding consonants and over exaggerated verbs from her soft-spoken lips. He would surely be happy if she accepted to escort him to the hospital wing. But he was ready for a no if need be and would not be mad about it.