Faye's
POV"Which one do you think is better? The blue one or the red one?"
Mom asked while I continued texting Jonathan on my phone with a smile on my face. We were in mom's walk-in closet, and I was helping her choose a dress to wear at a boards meeting in Paris that she's gonna go to in a few hours. Honestly, I didn't even hear what she was saying not till she start flicking her fingers right to my face, when I finally looked up from my phone.
"Hello! Earth to Faye. Are you gonna help me or not?" I quickly nod my head.
"Of course I'm helping mom." She narrowed her eyes at me.
"Yeah sure, you're definitely helping by staring a
Faye'sPOVSaturday afternoon at around six something o'clock, I was rushing about in my room trying to get ready. Knowing that Jonathan will be picking me up at seven, being patience is probably something he doesn't even know. So I tried my best to get ready as fast as I can so I can be on time and won't make him wait for me. I rushed into my closet and picked out a dark blue cropped hoodie with a white Adidas logo printed on the front and then quickly slipped on a pair of black jeans to go with it. I put on my sneakers before brushing my hair and putting the top half as a bun on the top of my head and letting the lower half to flow down my back, freely.I applied a thin wing of eyeliner on my eyes and then put on some red cherry lipstick and after all that, I slipped on a pair of
Jonathan'sPOVI took a long drag of my cigarette and let out a big puff of smoke while I watched the street race unfold before me. One arm draped around the skinny brunette standing by my side while the one holding on to my cigarette between my thumb and index finger as our eyes trained on the racing cars rushing before us in full speed. My mind was completely focused on the race without any thought of Faye lingering in my head. It's not like I think of her anyway but something about that girl bugs me the wrong way.I think it has something to do with the way she presents herself to others. Acting so innocent with all smiles and happiness, definitely displaying the princess act as who she really is. But when I'm around her, I get the feeling that she's holding back onto something.
Faye'sPOV"Hi Faye!""Hey Faye. Looking great today.""Good morning Faye."I waved, I nod, I smiled at people as I walked down the hallway with a smile on my face as I said 'hi' back to people that were greeting me. It's always been like this everyday. Random people would come up to me and say hello or just called out a greeting whenever I walked by. With a good reputation like mine here in school, these things are not hard to get for the rest of my life. The respect and kindness from others.I reached my locker and punched in my code and started pulling out books and folders that I need for my first class on first period, calc
Faye'sPOVI skipped dinner, not because of the reason that I'm not feeling hungry it's because I feel like throwing up if I eat something and every time I think about food. I was lying on my stomach on my bed, with one of my arm lying above my head and one lying stiffly by my side. I couldn't stop the tears that trail freely down my face, but I made no attempt to wipe them away. My phone kept vibrating endlessly on top of the nightstand near my bed and I'm pretty sure it's only Kaycee whose calling.TheonlypersonthatcaresaboutmeandthestateI'
Faye'sPOVFriday came faster then I had anticipated, but I still made no decision to go back to school after what happened. It's not because of the reason that I'm scared or anything, no, I feel like not going to school because I'm not ready to go back there as the old Faye. The one who will always choose to see past the damage and accept everything that has been happening around me as if it doesn't feel wrong at all. When I decide to step foot back on Pendleton high grounds, it's not going to be the old Faye anymore. It's going to be the real Faye, the one whose been holding back all this time, being trapped under the fake good girl facade for years.Not anymore. I'mma be real this time and show them who I really am.Around ten
Faye'sPOVI waited patiently by the bar, with a glass of whiskey on the rocks in one hand and at the same my eyes were glancing around the room waiting for my target to arrive. It's a Saturday night so I decided to start my first mission today, I read one of the things mentioned in the target's file that Sam Brewer, my first target, is an accountant that is a fucking opportunist with an attitude. So apparently, all the damn money he borrows are wasted on drinks and random pleasures every Saturday night. Just thinking about him wasting our money on useless things like that, just makes me want to kill him even more. I haven't even met the guy yet but I'm pretty sure it's going to be hate at first sight.I sat on a round red stool by the bar, leaning both my elbows on the glass spotl
Faye'sPOVThe next morning, I was surprised that my father had asked to see me in his study. Knowing that he hardly asked to see any of us here at home except at dinner times or most days, this must be important. So, I finished my strong cup of coffee to get rid of the small headache I had due to the whiskey I was having last night, and then made my way upstairs to see my father. I knocked softly on the door and heard him say 'come in' from inside. I opened the door and walked in, and saw him sitting behind his big table typing on his laptop in front of him.He didn't even look up when I walked in and sat down on one of the chairs placed in front of his desk, and then I leaned back on my seat and lazily looked at my nails. He finally looked up and I caught the small surprise look
Faye'sPOVA new rush of excitement surged through my whole body when I woke up Monday morning. It was not the type of excitement for going to school, it's the type of excitement where I'll be going to school not as the pretentious me, but the real me. I kept thinking to myself, what will everybody say and think when they see me? Will they think I changed just because of the rumor about me and Jonathan? Or will they think that I'm showing the true me to let them know that I'm untouchable now? The longer I stared at myself in the mirror, the faster time goes by and the longer I try to make up my mind.I let out a long sigh and then nod my head once.It'stime.I stood up from my vanity