"There you are, I've been looking all around for you." Came the familiar voice.My racing heart seemed to calm a bit when I realised who I had bumped into. Finn. He's dressed in the most fashionable way I've ever seen him apart for the school uniform and his work out clothes. His chest seemed broader in the white shirts, the buttons are opened, revealing his firm chest and a part of what I believed six parts. The sleeves are rolleda and I tried not to let my eyes drift to the viens in them.I sighed, happy to see a farmilar face. He's hot no doubt. I wonder what it would be like to be with him. I shook my head, in a an attempt to get those thoughts out my head. I can't be having those thoughts.He chuckled as if he could read the dirty thoughts I'm having about him in my head. I hope he couldn't."Me too. I was trying to get water but I don't think there's any here. The fridge is stocked up with booze and more booze. I was on my way to check upstairs." I explained, hoping he would
"What's your thing?" He asked out of the blue."My thing?" I repeated. "Yes, I mean if you come to a party and you don't drink, you must have something you like. I've never seen any girl like you" he explained. He's never seen any girl like me?I don't know if that is a compliment or not but I decided to take it as one. "I don't do parties …" I trailed off. For obvious reasons parties aren't my thing but if it means I get to be locked up in a room like this with one of the hottest guys I've laid my eyes on then I think I'll go down for another party. "Tell me, what do you do?" His voice is breathy, almost a whisper but we're close enough for me to hear every word he says. "I like Writing in my diary, being in a world of my own, reveling the fantasy. " I turned to look at him, he's still watching me with those eyes. The eyes that wish he could pull me in and kiss, my eyes flickered to his lips. They have the perfect shape, slightly parted and so hot. Unlike Ryder who has a piercin
~Genevieve~You won't know when your life is about to flip upside down. It all happens suddenly. It could be a yearSix monthsDaysMinutesOr even seconds But mine didn't take any of these. It only took a binding agreement. A "yes I do" and "Till death do us apart" agreement. A marriage. Then I'm trapped. Maybe If I had known, it wouldn't have ended up this way.Maybe I would have run away when I had the chance to. Maybe I shouldn't have met him. But the thing about maybe's is that they don't exist. They are useless.It's only a year more. Just a year and I'll be off to Harvard. Where I'll be free from the wrath of Ryder Saint. Where I'll change my lifestyle and be more of myself. Like the life I envisioned when I just moved into this city. The beautiful and serene life without a Ryder in it. A year more and I'll say goodbye to all of this.I took in a deep breath when mum pulled into the school driveway. It's a little bit empty but that's expected seeing it's the first day of scho
Rocks" I froze instantly.My foot came to a halt on its own accord as the voice registers in my brain. I knew that voice well. I can feel the air on my neck rise. That voice that has been in my life for the past three years. That voice had tormented me for three years. It has been everywhere I go, every step I take, every place I sit. It has been in my fucking head for three good years. That voice, my WorstnightmareMy tormentMy doomMy bullyRyder'sHe has been exactly the person I don't want to run into today. I planned on keeping my distance throughout this year and here he is now, positioned right in my face. No matter how I hide he'll always come finding me but I don't want it to be this soon. I turned and immediately wished I hadn't. His eyes met mine with surprise then followed by immediate displeasure. Yh, I know that look and I'm familiar with it. The getthefuckoutofmyface look. His jaw clenched, and I noticed how his chin lifted slightly. The familiar pounding in my chest
I’m late for my next class. Or more like, I’ll be late by about a minute. That’s the reward of being in the girls’ room after everyone’s settled in.I’m running down the hall when an arm wraps around my shoulder. For a second, I freeze, thinking Ryder has returned for revenge. He’s been ignoring me since the morning, but I know more than anyone that if Ryder Saint ignores you, it’s a disaster disguised as a blessing.I release a breath when I inhale and realise it’s not him. He doesn’t smell this strong or feel this hard – not that I know how he feels.And yes, I know how Ryder smells. It’s only because of my ability to connect to my surroundings, remember? "Nice to see you Genie" I smiled up at Chris Morrison. He's one of the few friends who doesn't pick on me. He's cool and has a boyish charm. His jet black hair is slightly curled at the end. He starred on the football and basketball teams and was one of the bestlooking guys in school. "Let me get the door for you" I stepped asid
You two know each other?" It was my mom who spoke next, breaking the awkward silence I seemed to bring with me since my arrival. I realised I was still standing so I took a seat at the extreme, making sure it's not anywhere near Ryder.A lot is going through my head right now. My mom is engaged to Saint James, father of my bully. Do I just open my mouth now and tell mom? Should I make her call off the engagement because of the rifle between me and Ryder. She waited sixteen years after dad and now that she's got a man do I just ruin it.Is life playing a game with me? Why do I have to always be entwined with Ryder? When I thought I have a year to endure more only to be thrown into a family relationship with him."We're in the same English class, Sophia" he said looking at me meaningfully"She just don't talk to me" The last part holds meaning only both of us understand. "Really, Genie?" I can feel her eyes questioning me."I don't talk to most people mom" I muttered not meeting her g
RyderI still can't believe Genie McConnell is going to be my Stepsister. Out of any other girls with tities and a nice ass, it's going to be her. Since when did dad start seeing another woman. Hell, he's never seen anyone since mom left. All however was just a nice pussy to satisfy his urges. But seeing Genie mom with him, I'm pretty sure it must be serious. It's been a week since my dad and Sophia announced their engagement and I'm still fuming. I don't understand why I'm angry. First, why does he have to throw that news at us without any warning. From the horrified look on Genie's face I'm sure it came as a surprise. Secondly, he hasn't been around ever since. I know he has a busy schedule but fuvk, he's settling down in a few months now with a soon to be Stepsister and a wife for Christ sake. I know he came in late last night anyways. Throughout this week, I did something. Haven't done since the first time I set my eyes on her, I let her be. I avoided and stayed clear of her way
I shut my eyes as soon as I opened them. Wtf! Why is it so bright in here? What happened? My room is usually dark. When my eyes finally get used to the light I realised it's not my room after all. Where am I? Like a flash, I recollect the events of yesterday. Our arrival and then at night, a drunk Ryder. The window, my face went in that direction spontaneously and I realised it's still open. Little wonder it's all bright in here. I stared at the ceiling for a while while I listened to the low…. Coming from Ryder's room. He must really love that band. After a while, I decided to get out of bed and put on some clothes as I was done doing this, I heard my door close behind me and I looked up to see the race of the person I so dread. Arrgggh Will I ever get used to seeing his face each day now that we live together? I don't think so. Stepping away from the mirror, "Have you ever heard the word 'privacy' before?" I studied his face, he looks okay, his hair is a little dishevel