Mag-log inVIENNE'S POVLooks like I underestimated the weight of the rumour flying around about me using Damon. I threw a glare at two girls who, oblivious to my presence by the cafeteria's entrance, gossiped about it; as though the ones said online were not filling enough.How unnerving.It shouldn't bother me. Between the two of us, it was already a known fact, even from the beginning. But the words these ignorant fellows were so called gist was tampering with my patience.What do you mean puppet? Pawn? Tch.Do they even know what type of person Damon is?Looks like I haven't had enough of a certain person today, ‘cause pushing the door open, I wasn't ready for the sight displayed before me.Damon was trying to get away from the food counter with his lunch, but Ryan wasn't letting him through as he tried to pull an imposing stance but he was failing compared to Damon's figure. Seth and Shawn stood behind him.My lips twitched at the sight but I quietly folded my arms with a sour look.“You'
VIENNE'S POVI sneered as I read the texts on the school's group. So now I'm using Damon. Who started that baseless rumor?Well I wouldn't call it baseless anyways. We're both using each other.See? More reason why I had suggested he put more effort into convincing more people into believing in our relationship.Whatever anyways, I glanced sideways at my seat partner's empty chair. He'd wandered off again. It was free period; you either quietly study or sleep as most students are doing but prestigious Calloway had decided to leave the classroom.I put my phone away and gathered my focus back on my notes as I held the calculator.The chemistry competition is approaching.Roughly three minutes passed before I felt some movement before me and I let out a scornful scoff without looking up.“Calloway, you sure do love wandering about. What are you up to?”I've realized he doesn't really fancy sitting for so long in the classroom except there's a teacher in there. He's even back early this
THIRD PERSON POVThe corridor of Minerva's high, oozed with students hanging around since it was the hour before classes begin. The school's colour and uniform colour, royal blue and silver dominated the hall as the students crawled along it.At a corner, Brenda Owen stood with two of her friends as they giggled over their cellphone.“Did you see the last one she posted on her Instagram page? Vienne is really shameless about this.” The first friend commented as they checked out Vienne's Instagram account.“Low-key, I'm rooting for them. She's open about what she wants. Trust me, you wouldn't have fancied seeing her forlornly sulk around after being dumped by Ryan.” Brenda said with a sigh.“Exactly. They look cute; they seem joined at the hips too. Good thing you invited her, did she promise to come for your birthday party. I can't wait to see them pull up togetherrrrrr.” she purred.“Of course, I did. And she said she'd be coming. I hope she truly does too. And there's no way Vienne
VIENNE POV“What the fuck did you say?”The question hung in the air as Damon's face carried a chilling aura, one I've never seen before.His form towered over the stout man with a forming scowl, but the man didn't seem to be backing down too as he glared back at Damon.Eh.“My_my bad. I didn't see_”“Of course you didn't see it.” The manager sneered turning back to back to me. “Exactly why I asked if you were blind and how you got in here.”The next moment, I was gently pulled behind Damon keeping the man's sight away from me. “Watch your language, Roman.” Damon snapped as he took a protective stance before me.“You watch your own attitude, boy. She had to disrupt the energy source and now your shoot is interrupted. We could have captured something beautiful.” He stood toe to toe with Damon and I almost laughed at the height difference between the two. As the seconds ticked by and as they exchanged words, the seemingly hostile air gradually dispersed.“She is with me and she didn't
VIENNE'S POVI walked down the stairs towards the dining before pausing at the sight before me.Mom and dad.I'm not complaining; I'm not just used to them being around so much as they have been lately. Before now, I could just see them four times a month and lately they've been spending up to a week at home.“Oh. Honey!” Mom called as she walked in from the kitchen with Mrs Lopez trailing behind her with some plates.“Is everything okay?”“Of…course” mom said with a frown.I turned to dad. “is everything really okay with work, Dad?”“Yes, why?”“Nothing. Just wanted to be sure everything is fine with business ‘cause I don't understand why and how you've been home frequently these days.”My younger self would have been over the moon out of excitement, but guess the excitement died sometime along the years and I don't even know what to feel with their presence anymore.“Nothing is wrong. You're just thinking too much. We don't really have much to handle. Don't you like it being here w
THIRD PERSON POV“… and there, you have your answer to be 4x” the arithmetic teacher concluded with a finality as he wrote on the board.The students paid attention, well not all.Ryan Knox took it in him to strain his neck at intervals to check the back row with a disturbed frown.It's been a week since the doughnuts incident; and he'd been waiting for her to come apologizing on behalf of her friend who had snapped at him. He wonders why that stupid Grace girl wouldn't mind her business though.Besides, he'd been waiting for her to come over with her invitation card before Alex Monroe pulled his stupid stunt and he heard some baseless and unreasonable rumor on the students forum that she might have asked scholarship kid to be her plus one. That's typical Vienne’s move, but he doesn't want to believe that.He scoffed lightly as he turned around again to look behind him _“Mr Knox, is something interesting about to go on at the back of the classroom??” The teacher finally snapped.He'
Vienne's POVThe east entrance of Minerva High buzzed with the usual morning chaos, but today it felt like a stage. I arrived at 7:40 sharp, heart hammering harder than it had during yesterday’s library meeting. My uniform was an immaculate crisp white blouse tucked into the pleated skirt, subtle h
Vienne's POV*I stepped into the school library which had always been a place of sanctuary to me. But today, it felt like a battlefield.I arrived there at 3:55 pm, Damon’s folded jacket tucked neatly inside my bag. My hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail, makeup light but flawless enough to hide
Vienne's povThe pounding in my skull could not be overlooked. It started behind my eyes and spread like cracks through glass, sharp and relentless. Sunlight sliced through the half-open curtains of my bedroom, turning the silk sheets into something blinding. I groaned, pressing my face into the pi
Vienne povUpon reaching my car, I realized how loud the silence had become.The courtyard whispers still echoed in my ears, a cruel loop of laughter and gasps that refused to fade. I slid into the driver’s seat of my sleek white Audi RS3 saloon, a birthday gift from my parents.I gripped the leathe







