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Durani pov

Two weeks is how long it took for us to settle once again.

Four months is how long we lived at our old place before trouble started.

One week is how long I'd been locked in the basement before my mom remembered she had me and where I was.

Sixteen hours is how long I followed behind my mom in my better of a car, watching as she swerved from one side of the road to the other, thankfully with out killing anyone or herself in the process.

The sound of my alarm clock screaming at me to get up sounds as the rays from the sun shine in through the bent, cracked and missing blinds, getting up I go do my thing in the bathroom and get dressed grab my keys and head to school.

But first I have to stop and pick up my new best friend Liam.

Three hours later the lunch bell rings and I find myself once again day dreaming about them.

The King boys were known as the bad boys of Eastland High, they are tall with nice fit bodies and are extremely handsome.

They caught my attention when I'd come to pick up my schedule and other school stuff to play a quick game of catch up due to the school providing advanced classes which thankfully I was able to test into.

I've been admired them from afar due to the fact that I'm not exactly the social type or even run in the same league as them.

I've always been a loner, well with exception to Liam. I keep to myself, some would say I'm a nerd due to the fact that I had extremely good grades and always had my nose in a book.... When I'm not being locked in a dark closet, basement or on a rare occasion we live somewhere with an attic, there too.

I cant help watching the King boys or better said men joke around with their friends. 

It makes me happy and brings a small smile to my face, but the smile I once had drops when I see Leslie and her band of cronies heading straight for them.

Which for some reason causes a knot to form in the pit of my stomach, I know I don't have a right to be jealous but I am.

I hate the ways their always hanging on them and trying to touch them, the Kings deserve better then Leslie and her tag along's.

I sometimes wonder what it would be like to have their attention, to just once have them look my way, to feel them, to feel there hands run up and down my body.

"Durani have you been listening to me" Liam asks snapping me out of my daze.

"Hu what" he shakes his head and looks over his shoulder then turns back to me giving me a knowing look.

"Girl we go through this everyday your to good for them, yeah they're hot but I mean look at them they're players, boys like the Kings grow up, become big shots in daddies companies and date, fuck and marry supermodels only to turn around and cheat on them with their secretary" he scrunches up his face in disgust.

Liam's words hit hard and weigh heavy on my mind, not wanting to talk about the Kings I decide to change the subject.

"So are we still on for Friday" I ask taking a bite of my sandwich.

"Yeah I can't wait. I've been dying to see what happens next, like if Tessa doesn't want Harden I'll take him that boy is yummy" the look on Liam's face is one of lust and I cant help but laugh at his stupidity.

My laughter slowly dies down when I catch none other then Damitri King look right at me. Dropping my gaze to the now all to interesting table in front of me, I cant help the heat that runs to my checks causing me to blush.

Leave it to an embarrassing moment like now for one of them to look at me.