"For the love of God! Stop screaming!" I groaned out loud with my eyes still shut. I stretched out my hand, trying to reach for my stupid phone to shut it off but it ended up falling on the ground with a loud thud.
"Perfect." I threw my sheets away from my body in anger and picked up my phone from the floor to see a small crack on the top left corner and the name of my best friend blinking on the screen.
"Lucy! It's Sunday!" I almost yelled at her as soon as I attended her call. I hate it when someone interrupts my sleep, especially on Sunday.
"Good morning to you too, sunshine!" She replied in a sarcastic tone and I rolled my eyes.
"You better have a good reason for calling me," I yawned, falling back on my bed, pushing away my chestnut brown hair from my face.
"School is starting tomorrow and we are officially seniors now. We need to go shopping, Ri."
"You mean, you need to go shopping," I replied lazily, trying to get under the covers.
"Riley Adams, you better get out of your bed. I'm going to be there in like 15 minutes and drag your lazy ass to the mall." She cut the call without waiting for my reply. I love that girl to bits but she drives me insane sometimes.
After a lot of struggle, I got out of my tiny bed and took a quick shower. I wore my ripped jeans and my favorite Gryffindor hoodie and threw up my hair in a bun before heading downstairs to see my dad reading a newspaper on the couch.
"Wow, you are up early. It is Sunday right?" he asked in a doubtful tone and adjusted his specs to check the day on the paper just to be sure.
"Lucy is making me go shopping with her again," I whined, grabbing a bowl from the kitchen and a box of cereal from the shelves.
"Oops! But that's great right? It is about time you bought some new clothes for yourself." He stated and reached out for his wallet to give me some money.
"I am not going to buy anything for myself, dad. And what is wrong with my clothes?" I pouted, looking down at my cute hoodie.
"It's cool, sweetheart but if at all you feel like buying new clothes, I want you to ask me for money. Please don't hesitate," he smiled at me warmly and I sighed, walking towards him with my bowl of cereal.
"I know, dad but I'm fine."
"Alright, then. I'm going to head out to the store to pick up a few things for dinner. Lock the door before you leave, okay." He kissed my forehead and got up to leave.
"Okay."
It was just me and my dad. My mom was not in the picture. She and my dad got divorced when I was five years old. She left him for another guy and we weren't in touch with her and neither did she try to stay in touch with us.
My dad was a carpenter. Even though he was paid decently, it was not enough so I took a part-time job at a library near my school. He tried so hard to talk me out of it as he didn't like me juggling between work and studies at the same time but obviously I won in the end. I could be stubborn as hell sometimes.
For now, we were able to pay the bills but I was worried about college. I was just an average student and getting a scholarship was totally out of the question. My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Coming," I shouted, placing the half-eaten bowl of cereal on the coffee table in front of me and rushed to get the door. I came face to face with my best friend and only friend in the whole wide world.
Lucy Wilson!
She was the exact opposite of me. Beautiful. Smart. Rich. Literally, every guy in our school has a huge crush on her. Sometimes, I wonder why she was hanging out with a loser like me. She never showed off her wealth or acted like a bitch, unlike other rich girls. That's one of the reasons I liked her a lot. We have been friends since grade one.
"Shall we?" she chirped, enthusiastically, dangling her car keys in front of my face as I shut the door behind me.
"Yeah and give me one good reason why I should not kill you right now?"
"Because you love me, babe." She winked, getting inside her car and I climbed inside the front seat, buckling up my seatbelt.
"I hate you, Wilson. You owe me." I mumbled, sinking back in the seat, and soon we were on the road.
"Stop whining, Ri. It's going to be fun."
"Fun for you. Boring for me."
"Let's get you new clothes too. Something more hot and sexy. It's senior year, Ri and you are still a virgin." She whispered the last part, making me scowl.
"Do I look like I care?" I asked with a shrug but she paid me no mind.
"But I do care and as your best friend, it's my duty to make sure you get a boyfriend this year. You are so getting laid before we head off to college." She stated firmly.
Easy for her to say, she was dating Andrew Simmons from the swim team and he was the perfect guy. They have been dating for almost a year now.
"I have more important things on my plate, Lu," I spoke silently and she sighed heavily beside me.
"I told you that my parents are more than willing to pay for your college, babe and you can pay them back whenever you can." She pouted but I shook my head firmly.
"No way! I told you a million times, I'm not okay with it. I should just find a way to earn some extra bucks and save up for college," I explained, looking outside the window.
"It's really hard to convince your stubborn ass sometimes." She muttered under her breath but I was already lost in my thoughts.
"What about this one?" she asked, coming out of the dressing room in a purple skirt.
"Eww! No way." I grimaced and she gave me a dirty look.
We were at this for more than three hours and finally, she ended up buying the dress that she and I picked first.
"Who are you texting?" I asked as we kept walking towards McDonald's. I was starving.
"Andrew. He just got back from his vacation and I can't wait to see him." She sounded excited and I smiled at her. They both were so cute together.
The thought of having a boyfriend did excite me sometimes. I mean, I wasn't completely boring. I have been on a date or two but obviously, it didn't end well.
I wasn't the type that guys usually go for. I was this nerdy girl who wore hoodies and baggy clothes and honestly I was more comfortable being this way. I wanted a guy to like me for who I was and I didn't want to change myself just to get a boyfriend.
"Yo, Adams! Still can't afford to buy some decent clothes at the mall?" I heard a familiar yet irritating voice call out from behind me and turned around to see the most annoyingly perfect face that I absolutely loathed.
Tristan fucking Harris!
Captain of the football team. Popular. Handsome. Annoying. Cocky. Arrogant as hell.
I hated him to the core. It all started in seventh grade when he started picking up on me for no reason at all and it just kept getting worse from then. All these popular guys always need targets to show off their coolness in front of others and I guess I was Tristan's prey.
"Fuck off, Tristan. Leave her alone." Lucy spat at him but he just laughed along with his friends as they kept walking towards us.
"Always a pleasure, Adams. Can't wait to make fun of you at school tomorrow." He smirked and I flipped him off with my finger while he walked past me along with his stupid friends.
"God, I hate that stupid jerk face," I grumbled while Lucy placed an arm around my shoulders.
"Don't mind him, babe. Just one more year."
"Yeah, let's go home. I've completely lost my appetite." I sulked, pulling her towards the exit.
"Fuck! I hate it, Ri. It's only been a week and we are already swamped with homework and assignments," Lucy groaned in frustration. We were in the study hall, working on our math assignment since we had a free period."What else would you prefer doing?""Anything besides this. Also, Andrew is annoying me to the core. He hasn't texted me since morning." She pouted and kept checking her phone every five minutes."Here, let me help you." I grabbed her note and started to teach her. Not to brag or anything but I was pretty good at math and probably the only thing I was good at."Damn! You are good, girl." She whistled when I solved a complex problem but I simply shrugged, trying not to make a big deal out of it."You just need to use your brain." I teased, earning a smack on my arm from her."Shut up.""You know what? You could probably do this for money," she added
I jerked in my seat when I felt my phone vibrate in my jean pocket. I pulled it out to see a text from Lucy. I was currently in the middle of my English class which was really boring since I had already read all of Shakespeare's and Jane Austen's novels. Lucy and I had one or two different classes every day'I'm so bored.'--Lucy'Same here.'I hit send and tried to focus on the board in front of me. The day was dragging by and I just wanted to get out of school as soon as possible. It was Friday, for god's sake. My phone buzzed again on my desk, earning a few stares from my classmates.'Andrew invited us to a party this weekend.' --Lucy'There is no 'us'. I really don't want to go,
I immediately dropped my phone on the desk and turned around.Fuck!Of all the people, why the fuck should it be him? I mentally groaned in frustration and squeezed my eyes shut. After a few seconds, I fluttered my eyes open as I realized that he doesn't know it is me yet. I picked up my phone and started to type him a message.'This won't work out. Sorry.'I lifted my gaze to see his expression and his lips twitched into a smile as he looked down at his phone and then he started to type. 'Drop the act and come over here, Adams.' - Unknown numberFuck!
"So what did he say?" Lucy asked again right in the middle of our class. I tried to ignore her question as I didn't know how to explain it to her."He agreed to meet me at the library." I tried to keep it short and crisp but she knew me better than that."Come on, there is more. I can see your face. You are blushing," She whispered, making my eyes go wide."What? No!" I immediately touched my cheeks and she tried so hard not to laugh out loud."You should have seen your face." She sniffled in laughter beside me, earning us both glares from our professor."You better tell me now before I snatch your phone," she whispered again."Oh my God! You are so annoying, Lu." I handed over my phone to her before the professor could throw us both out."That's much better." She grinned and started looking over at my texts. I tried to observe her expressions from the corner of
The next day as promised Tristan picked me up at 8 pm sharp from the library and we were on our way to his house. I couldn't help but steal glances at him from the corner of my eyes. He was wearing a light blue t-shirt under his black jacket followed by his black jeans which were sexy as hell. I noticed his chiseled jawline which had a hint of stubble that made me lick my lips automatically.Ugh! Why can't he be ugly like his personality? I remained silent through the ride and he kept his focus solely on the road ahead of us. He pulled over inside a driveway and I looked outside the window and saw a huge classy-looking mansion.What else did I expect? "We are here." He unbuckled his seat belt and we both walked towards the front door. We were immediately greeted by a short elderly lady who had a warm smile on her face inside the living room."Good evening, Tristan. Can
For the next two days, things between me and Tristan were too professional that even I was getting annoyed by it. We spoke only about Math and there wasn't a single conversation other than that. He used to pick me up from the library, I used to teach him, and then he drops me off at my house. It was like teaching a lifeless person and I found it really hard to focus."Okay, enough of this! Why are being an extra Asshole for these past few days?" I broke the silence in the middle of teaching and he gave me a surprised look."Awww, are you missing our playful banter?" he smirked, leaning back against the chair and I pursued my lips into a thin line.To be honest, I did kind of miss it. "More like annoying banter. I mean, seriously, I'm the one who should be angry with you." I burst out in frustration, making him raise his eyebrows."Why are you angry with me?" he asked in a serious tone
"I look so funny, Lu. I'm just going to wear my jeans and some t-shirt." I whined, trying to pull down the short black dress to hide my knees. The dress was really pretty with a sweetheart neckline and reached just above my thighs. We were currently in her house, getting ready for the party, and Andrew was supposed to pick us up at 7 pm."Are you kidding me? You look smoking hot. I don't know why you hide behind those baggy clothes." She mumbled, making me sit down in front of the mirror forcefully. After doing my hair and make-up that took around an hour, she finally let go of me. I opened my eyes and let out a small gasp.The girl in front of me looked so different but in a good way. My hair was curled at the ends, giving it a nice bouncy look. She gave me a smoky eye effect with a soft nude shade of lipstick that looked subtle and beautiful. I couldn't believe my eyes. I actually looked pretty and wondered why I never put this effort in t
Let me tell you something, I have been kissed only once in my life before and I was thinking that was how a kiss was supposed to feel like but this, Tristan kissing me, the way he brushed his lips softly against mine as if waiting for me to deepen the kiss anytime which only made me want him more, this was exactly how a kiss was supposed to feel like.My eyes went wide in shock at first but then I felt fireworks explode inside my body and I wanted it more. I didn't care that I was kissing my enemy. I didn't care that he was a player. All I wanted to do was to grab his shirt and deepen the kiss and that's what I did. Maybe it was the drink I had earlier or maybe it was me, I had no idea why I was kissing him back.He immediately wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me steady while his other arm cupped my face, nibbling on my lower lip.Woah! Is this how a proper kiss is supposed to feel like?I le