•Ashton's POV
I laughed seeing Kelly chase after Eric, I on the other hand catwalked to the class they ran into. It was the art workshop, no one was inside except Eric and Kelly.I entered the class only to meet Kelly holding Eric by his collar, his hands pressed to the back. I could hear sound of whimpers coming out of his mouth like I predicted, not exactly how I predict I will see him but knew Kelly is going to catch him.
“ So be a nice little boy, be co-operative and talk to my little bro unless you don't want a gun pointing to your head,” Kelly said to him in a low menacing voice, enough to get Eric frightened.
Eric gulped in fear, “ You... wouldn't dare.” He said, it was more like he was convincing himself that Kelly won't try to do anything to hurt him. A sharp scream came out from his mouth in pain, so I assume that Kelly twists his hand or apply pressure on his hand enough to cause pain.
“ Fine, fin
•Kylie's POVStupid AshtonSo stupidThink with no brainA pig-headed goat.What a dork!I muttered curses at that jerk in a strange language I am yet to decipher. Maybe it is Latin, french, Portuguese. I don't know. Watch in one chick lit rom-com, forgotten the title. The lady was saying those words I'm saying while angry at this annoying blonde dude, so I assumed that she is insulting the dude.Or was she ?Making a mental note, binge watching on Netflix this night.Instead of going to class, I went to the restroom. I badly need to clear my head and going to class only to receive more headache is not what I need right now.Entering inside, I heard the sound of someone crying. I came here to have peace and quiet not to be welcome by any form of noise.I sighed fully entering, shutting the door behind me. “ Hello ?” my voice came
•Anna's POVHearing those moans brought ache to my heart, I can't believe Ray will go and meet another girl just because I don't give him what he wants.Boys are jerk.I ran into the toilet as tears streamed down to my cheeks like a water gushing out of a rock, I could not control it. Thankfully no one was there. I opened one of the cubicles and enter in case someone enters they won't see me.I bent down staying near the door resting on the wall, wailing bitterly. I can't believe I'm crying over some boy that claim to like me.I can't believe I love him, why am I so foolish ? Why can't I control my feelings ? Why did I fall in love with him ? I started developing strong feelings for him after the date, he treated me like I'm the most beautiful girl in the world. I felt lucky being with him.It was all fake, he did that just to get into my pants. He is a man whore.“ Hello
• Kylie's POV“ We need to talk.”I glanced at the message contemplating whether to reply him back. It is very unusual for him to leave a short message that seem so disturbing.I wonder what he want to talk about. I exhaled slightly tucking my phone back inside my bag, about to move an inch I remembered a lot of things.One, I have not been going for my shoot.Two, it's been long I have communicated with Bob; I miss him and I don't. All he talks about is work, work, work. So boring.Three, I'm no more on leave, that means work.My eyes widened in realization remembering I am no more on leave, like seriously how did I not remember. I took my phone from my bag again, unlocking my phone. I check the date and I released a loud groan in disappointment. It is May, freaking May. How did four months pass by and I did not notice. I should have requested for a longer period not three-months leave.Shoul
•Third person's POVPokePokePoke.“ What ?!! ” Bob shouted, stopping the car at the middle of the road, not able to hold his outburst any longer. He tried ignoring her constant poking on his shoulder but he could not take it any longer. “ What do you fucking want ? ”Her eyes widened hearing Bob swear . She must have really annoyed him to the stage where he let out all his anger. I have passed my limits, she said in her mind. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it back when she sees his hand raised at her.“ I don’t want to hear anything, just keep quiet, don’t do anything until we get there. Please I’m begging you. ” he pleaded, clasping his hands together. Knowing the kind of girl Kylie is, it is not easy for her to stay quiet. He hope and pray for her to oblige, he really needs that peace and quiet to think.Kylie let out a sigh, then nod her head a
It was awfully silent in the meeting room, the only sound that could be heard is the sound of the clock ticking and the continuous sighs made by Kye. Her elbows placed on the table raised to her chin, letting it rest on the palm of her hand looking so bored, she was twirling the ball point pen on the long silver table while Bob was too focused on his phone arranging her schedule. Kylie sighed trying to gain his attention, she sighed louder. Bob tried not to turn to her, he knew what she was doing and he is not going to give in to her.She sighed louder than before sounding like a sick dog seeking for attention. Bob not taking it anymore, he snapped. “ What ? What ? What ? ” he barked at her, she raised her head to look at him, she released a sigh again.“ What do you want Kylie ? ”“ I’m bored, ” she whimpered softly, “ I’ve been sitting for hours and they have
•Kylie's POV“ Kylie!! ”I turned back hearing my name, it was Anna. She was running towards. I puff out air waiting for het. Immediately she got to me, she placed her hand on my shoulder catching her breath.“ Did you run that far ? ” I asked her squinting my eyes.“ Not that far,” she responded, “ Just from the Psych class.”“ Oh okay.” Then why did she run ? Some people are just weird.She stood up straight after controlling her breathing, “ You are going to the cafeteria.” I nodded, even though I don't want to go, I have to, just because of Dexton. “ Can you do me a favour ?” She asked looking down at her fingers, fiddling with it.“ What is that ?” I narrowed my eyes to her in curiosity, wondering what she wants to ask from me.“ Well...you see...” she starts stuttering, “ Can we not sit with t
•Kylie's POVStanding in front of the cheerleading's room contemplating whether to enter or not. Most cheerleaders are bitches and I'm a bitch...Ah!Definitely entering.The door opened with a thud, as I entered everyone's eyes were on me. Attention on the first day...love it.I raised my head up high ignoring every stares, walking to sit down on any bench. I sat beside a girl who was wearing a grey hoodie covering her face, her pink hair was long enough since it reached her chest side, looking at the tip of her hair, you could tell it is wavy. She was sitting slumped, with her head downcast.Someone to torment...hehehehe.Don't blame me, I'm bored and I need something to do. Watching those students show their talents to the judges who are also students; lame. It seems so boring.“ Uhm... hey,” she raised her upon hearing my voice. She looked left and right before facing me. Her hood dropped down and I got to se
•Melissa's POV( During the time she poured her drink on Kylie.)Watching her laugh with the boys made me clench my fists in anger. I'm the one that is supposed to sit with them Ashton is meant to love me not her.I hate that girl that stole Ashton's attention from me, I hate that girl that swoon into his life that made him feel loved, I hate that girl for making Ashton adore her and only her. I hate her for ruining my chance of being with him. I hate her so much that I wish her dead.“ Melissa is anything the matter ?” Emily asked placing her hands on mine, I turned to her.“ Huh ? Oh yeah I'm fine, why do you ask ?”“ Well you looked angry and you were staring at where the DRAKE are here.” She answered. “ Hope no problem ?”I gave her a faux smile. “ I'm fine thank you.” I averted my eyes from her to Vivian who was staring at me intently. I raised my