LOGINThree months later . . . . . "You are like a sunflower glowing under the morning sun, with the radiance of a fish skin under the moonlight." I felt myself smile as I heard him. I was used to this by now; it was Walter after all. His compliments were always so...innovative. One time, I heard him te
My heart was about to break out of my ribcage; that was the only logical explanation I had for the wild beating in my chest right now. Time seemed to move too slow – even though it was barely five seconds since I rang the doorbell, it seemed like five years to me. The door finally creaked open, rev
'We got that' "Hood love," we sang along, voices loud. 'We got that' "Good love." 'We got that' "Hot love..." 'Make me make...' "Boy you make me make bad decisions," I sang, grinding on Sam, with her behind me. "Oh Lord, save me from temptation," she said dramatically – her hands on my waist
"I like Jake," I remarked offhandedly. "Yeah, I figured when you were ogling him at the start of the movie," he chirped between chuckles, earning a playful shove from me. Although, I couldn't quite help the chuckle that escaped my lips as well. But when the throaty sounds died down, however, I found
"Hey, you screamed first," I protested between laughs, with him echoing the throaty sound from beside me; the both of us reminiscing our first rollercoaster ride together. "I only did it because I knew you wanted to scream, so I took the first initiative," he answered, even adding a duh expression.
Hawk . . . . . 'Holland and I couldn't work out anymore because...she isn't the one I'm in love with.' Thinking about it again just made me want to bang my head on the wall for being so lame. What was she – a programmer? So, what was with the encrypted message that I gave? Why didn't I just tell h
I slid it open to reveal a message from Hawk which read: Stephanie, Holland just called me now. She wants us to start working on the assignment at her place tomorrow. Can you believe that? Though I couldn't see his face, I could sense the excitement in his words. And that brought a small smile
"Don't pay any attention to what she said, Juliette. You know Anna can be worse than a spiteful old lady," Beckham mused when her eyes fell on Juliette who had stopped laughing, suddenly turning thoughtful instead. "No, it's not her," she replied, waving her hand dismissively. "It's just," she
"Stephanie," she called out, smiling that fake ass bright smile of hers. Two could play this game. So, I returned it with an even brighter smile. "Wow! You're looking great." Huh? Was the world ending or did Anna just give me a compliment? "I mean your fashion sense has improved a lot since
Although that earned her a pillow to the face from Sam, the rest of us couldn't help giggling at the truth of it all. And after satisfying herself with shooting playful glares at us, Sam also joined in. However, the bubbly sounds soon reached at the descend at the beeping sound of a message notific







