. Tasha's P. O. V I stirred a bit, fluttering my eyes open afterwards. My eyes landed on Alex, who was still sleeping beside me. I straightened up a bit to watch his sleeping face, smiling to myself. Even though the whole stuff is unplanned and it still feels a little too soon, I know there's no other way I would've wanted it... Especially when Alex is involved. Alex soon stirred and snapped his eyes. Groaning as he stood up, he rubbed the back of his neck. " Hey..." He greeted hoarsely. I smiled. " Hi yourself.. " I replied. " What's the time?" He asked. I shrugged a bit and replied, " 7:34pm?" Once he heard that, he stared at me with a shocked expression on his face, his eyes widening. " Oh, shit!" He cussed underneath his breath. " I have to go..." He muttered, hurriedly picking up his clothes. " So quick? Why are you in such a hurry?" I asked, staring at him, bewildered. " You won't understand..." He said as he put on the lasts of his clothes.
Sylvia's P. O. V His laughter caused a million things to happen to his face, making him look even more breathtaking. I subconsciously placed his smiling face with Alex's and trust me, if everyone saw him like this, there would have been a stiff competition on who was the most handsome boy in Rocksville high. Sadly though, the look disappeared as quickly as it came. He immediately sobered up, and a frown replaced his once beautiful face. Frankly speaking, there's a good chance I might have forgotten what I came here for in the first place. Eventually, he stood up, planning to leave. Stopping midway, he turned. " I'll get back to you concerning the project." " H-how?" I found myself asking. " I don't know. I'll just get back to you." He said and left the library. I watched him leave and, brushing my bangs off my face, smiled to myself. Well... That wasn't so bad.... I headed home and once I walked in I met my mum in a rush but that's not
Sylvia's P. O. V " I... Um..." I stammered, shutting myself up. Tasha's glare remained. " I said, what are you doing here?" She asked again, her voice even meaner than before. I shivered slightly, unsure of what to say. " She came to babysit me." Hazel's voice rang through as she came to join me at the door. I breathed out in relief, grateful for the intervention. Tasha's glowering gaze lowered as she stared at the little girl who held my hand, smiling up at her. " I suppose you're right." She replied, her voice suddenly calm. Pushing me to the side and walking in, she glanced around. " Where's Alex?" she asked. " He's in his room." Hazel replied in that childlike voice of hers. " Thanks. I'll go up then. You guys have fun. "She said with a smile on her face which didn't reach her eyes as she glared menacingly at me. I'm pretty sure I get the point. Sashaying up the stairs, Hazel tugged at my fingers. " Let's go play." She called out, and I nodded.
. (Next day: at school) Sylvia's P. O. V I kept drumming my fingers on the table, distracted. Every time I remembered Tasha's threats, a shudder runs down my spine. But seriously though, why does she hate me that much? It's not like I did anything to her. The Bell soon rang for the end of class and without waiting for what the teacher had to say, we trooped out of class. I needed to see Patrick. I wanted to know if there's was any update concerning the project we had together. I found him at the library, his head buried in another book. I noticed there were some files neatly arranged before him. Suddenly nervous, I brushed my bangs off my face and dusted imaginary dusts from my clothes. Fixing a smile on my face, I called out to him. He raised his eyes and, glancing at me for a second before facing his book. I don't know why, but it kind of hurt my feelings. Is he ignoring everyone again? " What are those?" I asked after a long strained silence. He pushed
Tasha's P. O. V I stomped out to the garden, ruffling my hair. My blood was boiling, and it was so hard to calm down. " I can't believe it!...." I muttered, puffing. " Calm down Tasha. Maybe Alex didn't mean it." Linda tried to say but I brushed her off. " What do you mean he didn't mean it? Of course he did. Didn't you see the way he looked at me? Like I was some idiot?" I said, glaring at her. Linda played with her hair, looking away. " Oh God..." I muttered, trailing off. This just gives me more reason to hate that Sylvia girl more. And I promise myself that I'll do everything I can to get back at her. Everything.... Sylvia's P. O. V Standing at the door of the Jones house, I took in a deep breath. I already told my mom about the babysitting job I got and so far she seemed cool with it. Let's see how today goes. Pressing on the doorbell, I waited for a reply. Soon the door opened and the maid I had met earlier appeared. " Hell
(Presentation day) Patrick's P. O. V " No....no...NO!" I yelled from my sleep, panting. Shit, i was having a nightmare. Thank God, it felt so real. Taking in deep breaths to calm my jittering nerves, I ran my hands through my hair. Why would I have a nightmare of Sylvia dying in my hands? We've barely even talked the entire last week? " Maybe it's just my subconscious playing games with me." I muttered, dismissing the thought. I didn't sleep well last night. I couldn't stop thinking about New Jersey. Maybe that's why I had the nightmare. Glancing at the wall clock, I realized I had woken up a bit early. Since I can't go to sleep, there's nothing else to do than to prepare for school.... Sylvia's P. O. V The alarm bell rang, and I groaned, turning to another corner of the bed. Clicking on the snooze button, I snuggled deeper into the sheets, trying to catch a few minutes of sleep. " Sylvia, how many times have you pressed that snooze button?"
Patrick's P. O. VAfter some time waiting for the school to be slightly empty, I was on my way out of school when I heard a faint knock. Looking behind me, I realised there was no one behind me. Not thinking too much about it, I headed my way. It came again, this time a little fainter. Curious, I called out. " Is someone there?" No reply. I looked at the doors in the hallway. They were all closed. Surely this school isn't haunted, is it? Waving the thought off, I made to leave again, but something stopped me dead in the tracks. The nightmare I had came this morning came flashing through and my heart skipped a bit. Oh God, it better not be true. I turned back and started searching all the rooms. They were all empty till I got to the Janitor's closet, which was locked. I tried pushing, but it wouldn't budge. " Hello, is someone there?" I asked, knocking loudly. But who would lock it? The school isn't completely closed yet. Not taking it anymore, I forced the door open
Tasha's P.O.V"What are you talking about?" I asked, still surprised by his question."You know perfectly well what I'm talking about. " He said, his eyes getting darker and stormier by the second.I fidgeted but didn't say anything. There's no way that I'm admitting I'm the one."Are you the one?" He asked again, this time his voice getting a bit higher. That immediately pissed me off, and I shot back at him "So what? What if I was the one who locked her up in the Janitor's closet? What are you supposed to do about it!?"Alex's mouth hanged open as he stared back at me, our chest heaving. Eventually, he narrowed his eyes and continued more discreetly."Do you know that Sylvia is claustrophobic? What if she died there?""That's none of my business! She should learn to stay in her place. I won't let her take what's mine." "And what's yours that she's taking?" "You!" I announced, then continued more calmly." She's trying to take you from me.""What?" Alex asked, dumbstruck."Why are