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Game of Hearts 001
Jenna Brooks’s POV “Hurry up!! You’re going to be late for your flight!” I heard my mum yell from the kitchen. Taking one final look at my room, I dragged my baggage out to the passage way. Although it had only been two months since we moved here, I was still going to miss my tiny room. I meant our tiny room since I shared the room with my little brother, Dustin whenever he came home from boarding school for holidays. There were only two rooms in the house. As I closed the door behind me, I walked down the tiny passage into the living room. Dad was sitted, leg crossed as if he wasn’t moved by his daughter going thousands of miles away for senior year.He glanced at me as he spoke, “Good Morning, Jenna,” he said, more blandly than I had hoped. I had already crossed my fingers for a laugh, or a hair rustle, or a hug, but they never came, or at least not yet. I was still hoping.“How was your night?” I asked trying to ignite some sort of conversation.“Fine.” He replied dryly.I was
Game of Hearts 002
Jenna Brooks’s POV Fox Lane, home for the wealthy, the powerful and the both. It was a town in Houston but It was like a world onto itself where the rich and powerful resided. When we were little, Auntie Laurel would gather the kids together; Conrad, Jamie, Jeanette and I and tell us stories about how Fox Lane originated. How it used to be a fox reserve for some years until a crazed local poisoned the foxes and the reserve was renovated to a residential area.Finally, the limo zoomed into the big luxurious house. It was surrounded by green gardens and tall trees. The house looked really fancy with its special decorations made of strong stone. It had large windows that let in lots of sunlight, and these windows had beautiful designs in colorful glass that sparkled.The roof of the house was shaped in interesting ways, like triangles pointing up to the sky. The roof had a shiny material that reflected the sunlight, and it looked like it was made of silver.A nice path made of smooth st
Game of Hearts 003
Jenna Brooks’s Pov There it was. What Jeanette had wanted to say to me the moment she got downstairs. She probably wanted to complain about my pajamas, my Disney princess pajamas which I was just realizing was too childish, even for me. I should never have worn it in the first place.“I know, I should have thought about how ridiculous I would look” I replied, my head down.I could hear some whispering, probably Auntie Laurel telling Jeanette to apologize because that was what she did after the whispering stopped.“Sorry, Jenna. I just can’t handle a fashion disaster” she replied halfheartedly and I nodded.The rest of the dinner was quiet, mostly because Auntie Laurel had told Jeanette not to say anything so she wouldn’t end up saying something offensive.After the quiet dinner, Conrad still wasn’t back. I wanted to ask after him but decided not to because I didn’t want to sound too persistent. Later, Jeanette pulled me up to her room and I couldn’t help but be awestruck by the si
Game of Hearts 004
Jenna Brooks's POVI felt my heart sink in disbelief at Conrad’s words. He was asking me who I was? How could he not recognize me when I recognized him even without looking at him twice? I felt a wave of betrayal wash over me at the fact that he failed to recognize the girl he had once shared countless childhood adventures with.How could he do this to me? How? Had he forgotten about me so quickly? At least he remembered this used to be my room. "I... I am Jenna. Jenna Brooks."I watched as surprise flickered across his face, followed by a cold indifference that sent a shiver down my spine. He spoke with an apologetic tone that somehow felt hollow, "I'm sorry for not recognizing you, Jenna."With those words, Conrad turned and walked out of the room, leaving me standing there. There was a lot, literally a lot wrong with what had happened just now. First, Conrad had never for once called me ‘Jenna’ when we were kids. He’d only called me shortstuffs and shortie because I was a lot more
Game of Hearts 005
I couldn't tear my eyes away, feeling like an intruder in this private moment. My mind raced with questions, doubts, and a profound sense of betrayal. What had happened to the childhood friend I had known? And who was the girl in his arms?As I stood there, hidden in the shadows, I couldn't help but wonder if the chasm between Conrad and me had grown too wide to bridge, and if I was truly an outsider in this new world I had entered.My heart pounding like a drum in my chest, I attempted to make a hasty retreat, silently cursing my curiosity for leading me into this uncomfortable situation. I took a step back, trying to blend into the shadows, but my attempt to sneak away was sabotaged by a clumsy mishap.In my haste to escape, I inadvertently bumped into a precarious pile of plastic chairs. The deafening clatter filled the hall, reverberating off the walls, and my heart seemed to skip a beat.Panicked, I watched as one of them approached the light switch, the sudden illumination e
Game of Hearts 006
Conrad Declan’s POV “I’m never going to date you, Conrad.” Oliva said to my face and walked away leaving me standing in the hallways.I smirked as I watched her catwalk back to the class room, the kind of catwalk that screamed I-really-want-you-but-I-gotta-play-hard-to-get-first. Yes, that’s Oliva. A girl I hated, to say the least. I’ve always thought of Olivia as a slutty and manipulative person. She had a reputation that preceded her—kind, gentle, pretty, caring blah blah blah but in reality she wasn’t any of those things. She messed with most of the seniors when we were juniors and sometimes I had always wondered how someone from such a rich family could be so petty. But then again, besides the designer clothes and bags she carried, there was nothing else to prove that she was indeed from a rich family. No one has ever been to her house or seen her parents who she claimed were abroad. We can’t be sure she’s not getting all that money from selling her body.Olivia’s had a
Game of Hearts 007
Jenna Brooks’s POV As we ate dinner, Auntie Laurel asked me how my first day went and I kinda lied about how great it was. I had earlier told Jamie not to mention it to her that I was having a hard time. As i slowly ate my lagzania, I tried not to look at Conrad who was seated right across me, poking at his food with a fork.Jeanette had told me he hardly ate at home so why was he here tonight? Did someone invite him? Yeah, I was annoyed at him at that moment and I remember I swore not to let him get to me but gosh! He had a way of annoying his way into my thoughts.Finally, as dinner was about to be over, Auntie Laurel turned to Conrad.“You have your study session with your friends tonight, right?” She asked him and he barely acknowledged her with a nod. “Great, you can take Jenna along.”Jenna? My Jenna? Why? How? I glanced at Conrad to be sure his eyes weren’t already throwing daggers at me. Too late. His eyes were already shooting lasers.Conrad shrugged, “I don’t think J
Game of Hearts 008
Jenna Brooks’s POV Liam's grin widened, and he motioned towards a table adorned with cups filled with a suspiciously colored liquid. "In that case, let me get you a drink. It'll help take the edge off, trust me."Reluctantly, I nodded, my curiosity overriding my reservations. Slowly, Liam guided me towards the table, effortlessly dodging the energetic crowd as we made our way through the throng of partygoers.As I held the cup in my hand, tiny droplets of condensation trickling down its sides, I hesitated before finally taking a hesitant sip. The drink was bittersweet on my tongue, but as the warmth spread through my body, i couldn't help but feel a fleeting sense of relaxation. As the night wore on and the drinks flowed, my inhibitions began to melt away. The once disapproving gaze I held over the party faded, replaced by a sense of reckless abandon. The music engulfed me, its rhythm guiding my movements as I danced among the swaying bodies.Amidst the pulsating sea of
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