Beauty and the Bully

Ayla.The day had finally come, the first day back to college. I was ultimately prepared and ready to learn.But what I wasn't ready for was Ryder. Ryder Costello is the bane of my existence, the reason why I fail to socialise and get along with others. He's a closed book, never predictable. I was always curious about him, why he acts the way he does and is the way he is. He was undeniably smart and a well-liked individual in our academy even with his bad behaviour and attitude. I concluded that faculty sucked up to him because his dad- Giovanni Costello, owner of Costello airlines (one of the most luxurious airlines in the world) was a huge benefactor to the academy. Now I was well aware that he would provoke me, and I was beyond anxious about it. I've had the most carefree and calm summer holiday and I just didn't want to ruin this perfect bubble I was in. Ryder has always hated me and I never knew why. It's not like I had ever done anything to be treated the way I am by him, I've a

Ayla.I walked into the living room and cringed as I saw my parents kissing. They pulled away hearing me cough making mum blush and dad give me a cheeky smile."Uhh- I'm just going to go upstairs-" I said slowly and made my way up the stairs wanting to wash my eyes out."Nonsense sit down with us darling, I have some news." My dad said and waved me over. I walked back awkwardly to them and my dad chuckled. "Princess don't be like that, its completely normal, how do you think you were made?" He smirked and mums blush deepened. I shook my head, "Baba just tell me news before I run upstairs." I threaten.I took a cookie from the coffee table and nibbled on it waiting for dad to announce his news."Well, I wont spare all the details but a wealthy business owner came to our Kensington branch and dined with us. This was a few weeks back and then asked to meet with me and we arranged a deal to have his company cater our food." He said and my eyes widened, I jumped onto him and screamed. "Dad

Ayla.Today was Friday and usually, I love Fridays, you know since it's the weekend but knowing that I'm going to have Ryder in business class again is already ruining my day. Miss Morgan told us that where we are sitting now is our permanent seat.I honestly couldn't be happier sitting next to Ryder.Note the sarcasm.Anywho I finished making breakfast for me and my dad, mum was still asleep and we were just talking about how the first batch of food was to be served on Costello Airlines today. 'Alaia's' was the name of all the restaurants dad owned, he named them after mum because he loved her and her food. And yes it was very adorable of him to do that, I mean imagine having four successful restaurants named after you and dedicated to you, must be nice. I could tell he was nervous, who wouldn't be? His food was being served on a major airline. The restraunts were a staple in the food guides of London, but dad made sure it wasn't just the elite who dined, he wanted people from all bac

Ayla. It was Monday and I was standing in my kitchen staring at the wall. Today would probably be my last day on earth. No matter how badly I wanted to stay home I had to go in. This was my last year in Cambridge academy and I wanted to make the most of it. Also my attendance is always 100% and I'd like to keep it that way. I whinged and chewed on my toast feeling like absolute shit. With my coffee in hand I went upstairs and got ready for my funeral, perhaps if I wore some colour it wouldn't be as depressing. It was quite cold so I threw on a white shirt and a baby pink sweater on top. I brushed my hair and quickly washed my face as well as brushing my teeth. I wasn't bothered to put on too much makeup on so I just applied balm onto my lips and covered up any blemishes. Dad wanted to drive me to school because he was going to the Alaia restaurant in the city which was near campus, I was happy to take him up on is offer since I felt lazy. I got my things together and sat on my bed for

Ayla. Waking up was hard, I only had a minimal amount of sleep because I was watching Suits. Its like when the episode ends with a cliffhanger my mind says 'I don't need sleep, I need answers!' That's my downfall because right now, getting out of bed was torture. Going downstairs I put the heaters on because it was seven degrees. My hate for the cold will never diminish, my nose and ears keep going red and my eyes always water when I'm out. I made myself hot chocolate and quickly made breakfast me and my parents. I loved making them breakfast, mum always told me she could do it but I liked doing things for my parents. They always take care of me and I love returning that care back. They come downstairs and mum looks unwell. "Mum are you okay?" I ask in worry, she was pale and looked weak. "Yes baby just a stomach bug." She says and I rush to the medicine cabinet to get lemsip and paracetamol. "Mama take them." I say and dad rubs her back. She nods while opening the lemsip and drinki