"Kourtney is just trying to cling to the ladder of popularity by having a relationship with the captain of football team, Mason Walker," she gossiped, and I didn't feel the need to know it.
First of all, it was none of my business and she shouldn't be wasting her babble talking to the wind. Actually, if this was something I needed to learn then the teachers would've told me.
"Mason?" I asked instead.
"Haven't you heard of Mason Walker? Blonde hair, blue-eyed guy with the face of a god and an athletic figure that every girl in Kingsley is dreaming for?" she explained as if it was too obvious and she was making me seem like an idiot. "Except me and my friends though," she added.
Blonde hair. . . blue-eyed. . . a face of a god and an athletic figure? I might have seen him somewhere if I wasn't mistaken. Probably another Royal from their circle of friends.
Or wait. . . Kingsley's full of t
I went to the company anyways and followed Hansel's demand. Though I wanted to rest for a day, there was nothing much I could do. Besides, I needed to learn more about the deal that would occur today.I was in front of the wide desk, fidgeting my foot under the table while I contemplate what to say. My mind was too focused on getting Hansel to decide to turn down Mayhem's offer. He would never believe me but I was still keeping my hopes up that he would.From my uneased mood, I went outside the office and headed to the washroom to get myself collected. My urge to tell Hansel what would happen later agitated me, and I might have a panic attack if I wouldn't bail this out.I started to breathe properly and try to think about the situation. If I told Hansel and he didn't believe me, he would gain suspicion and probably would kick me out of the house. And if he believed me-- which I highly doubt would happen-- then everything
Miguel was in the natatorium and I didn't have any idea how he knew I was here. But nevertheless, I appreciate his presence especially I wouldn't be attending English today because of the tryouts.His lips were pursed and he ran a hand at the back of his neck awkwardly. I shot him a curious stare but he just plastered an awkward smile."I'd like to invite you to a party this Friday. You know. . . just to celebrate the second semester," he sheepishly asked, giving me that angelic face that was too hard to resist. I was pretty sure it was the same party as Kourtney's but I already turned it down last time."Sorry Miguel. . . I can't," I declined and gave him an apologetic look. "I have other plans on Friday."It wasn't that I wanted them to persuade me to attend, but I just felt like being in a place packed with people made me uncomfortable and uneased. It was just too stressful for me. High school parties w
My brows were knitted together, hand rubbing my forehead, as I paced back and forth in front of my bed. My phone was attached to my ear as William spoke to the other side of the line. I was completely frustrated and agitated, at the same time, while I blurted things out to William. My mind couldn't comprehend the stupidity of Hansel. I was so worried that I could feel thin lines of wrinkles marking on my forehead. God Hansel's giving me a headache."William, what am I supposed to do?" I asked, problematically."You have to make an appearance during their meeting," he ordered."Then what am I supposed to say? The two hundred million dollars can't bring back Dad to us?" I frowned, plopping myself on the bed and not even knowing why I said that."Stop being dramatic, Lala. It's not about your father now, understand? We need to focus on the company first. I feel like Houstons were conspiring aga
Reminder: This is the flashback of the prologue to give y'all a background of what really happened after that.~*~Flashback"Lala, you don't have any idea why your mother kicked you out of your home," he said with a smirk, emphasizing the word your. "She's afraid to face the truth what power you have against them."Then he handed me a newspaper. The headline of the article was shocking. I crumpled it, like it was a piece of junk, and tossed it to William. He laughed at my sudden reaction, seemingly amused by my anger."I think that just meant we're back in business." He chuckled victoriously, smirk crept across his smug face.The news spread easily and I coul
As the bell rang inside the room, I hurriedly slung my bag on my shoulder and went outside. It was lunch break and I was heading to the cafeteria to see Nick. My growling stomach was the only thing I could hear right now as I tried my best to not look distracted and walked down the hall. I didn't have breakfast a while ago because I was avoiding Mom. And during break time, I busied myself finding my lost textbook.When I reached the cafeteria, I swung the door open and quickly moved to the counter to get myself some foods. As I came face to face with the foods laid in front of me, I had a quick glimpse of the surrounding behind me to spot the table Nick was currently sitting at. There I saw him, hands raised up high as he waved at me. Giving him half-smile, I reached for the tray and fell in line.I approached Nick to our table and plopped my sling bag on the floor. I slid the tray on the table and quickly devoured a forkful of beef. Nick
We arrived at Kourtney's house when the loud music banged our ears as soon as we got out of the car. Their house was humungous and sophisticated, at the same time, with a fountain in the middle of the driveway. Their front porch had long columns standing on both sides of the entryway and there were also stairs that elevated their porch. It looked like our house but more dramatic. They had perfectly sheared bushes running along the driveway that enhanced the outdoor decorations. There were also tons of cars crowding the vacant lot.As we headed to the porch, the wide doors suddenly opened and a group of drunk teenagers went out, holding a red plastic cup. I averted my gaze in front of me, revealing the chaotic party that I thought only existed in movies. The colorful lights flickered and the bass of the music sent thuds in my chest. There were many people crowding the entire place and I thought I would go crazy. I felt like I was going to die.Suddenly, I felt a hand be
Nick was getting beat up by the guy in the Harley which left me in awe. My heart told me to interfere but my mind convinced me to keep myself away from a fight. I didn't know what to do as grimace formed on my face.Blood ran down from Nick's nose as he struggled to breathe in every cough he made. He was pinned down the floor as the guy in the Harley straddled him, throwing forceful punches on Nick's face. I was filled with sympathy when he gasped for air. But the guy in the Harley was too furious to let him go, as beads of sweat trickled down his forehead.The students that surrounded them cheered like they were watching a sport game. I didn't know what Nick had done to infuriate this guy, but getting him beat up wasn't a solution.As I watched the scene unfold in front of me, I was flooded with memories I left behind. The scars, bruises, and gunshots that I received from working with William were just overwhelming. I cou
"Araulla," Mom said, wiping the tears on her cheek. "What are you doing here?"I couldn't utter a word, as I uncomfortably looked away. Mom was staring at me with those puffy eyes that were soaked with tears. After what happened last night, I couldn't care. But as I was looking at her, my heart was filled with sympathy. No, she was a terrible person so why should I care? She was a deceitful liar."Stop pretending, " I demanded, my voice sounded forced.Mom sighed before looking away from me. Tears rolled down her eyes as she grimaced in pain. I didn't know what else to do but to stand there, frozen."Am I a terrible person?" she asked while sobbing uncontrollably like a little kid.To be honest, I wanted to burst out in laughter but now wasn't the time. I wanted to confront her how terrible she was but with this state, I couldn't.Clearing my throat and shaking my