ログインKehlani The three of us were seated over the table. I'm busy crossing my arms and looking between mason and Trevor, I still can't believe I'm staring at Trevor. I met him after all these years. I still hate to admit how good he was. So fucking sexy. Damn. Mason kept on smiling smugly at the both of us and I wanted to explode. I hated the tension. Then he took a deep breath and stood up. “So, Kehlani, you agree not to disagree over the collaboration right?”I looked up, thinking of what to say and I ended up shrugging. “Because, Trevor definitely wants this. You have less than twelve hours to make your decision, you know that.”“Yeah, I know. I just didn't expect the whole thing. It's shocking. I mean, of all people….” I stopped myself from talking seeing that Mason and Trevor don't want to hear the history anymore. We've been sitting over the table for about two hours talking about the whole deal.“Come on, you're just doing it for your project. Unless you have someone else to wor
Kehlani My eyes fluttered open. It took me seconds to realize that I actually fainted. I fainted after seeing Trevor's face. No way. It's not him. I wish I could see the monster I saw in my dream instead of this face. I need to escape because none of this looks real. I pushed myself upright and my hands landed on my chest. It's still the same fantastic room. “Easy.”I snapped my head towards the voice. Trevor sat across the room in a leather chair, resting his elbows on his knees, staring intensely at me like he owned me. Those eyes, they still haven't changed. I hated how he was watching me. “Would you like to drink water? Are you good?” He asked and I scoffed. After we forgot about ourselves for three years. How come I'm sitting with him? Mason had given me a wrong address or something. “Really? Water?” I rolled my eyes. So, is this the nameless hockey player Mason was talking about? Why did he tell me his name? I silently cursed Mason. Why is everything so fucking confusing? Wh
Kehlani It's 2 in the afternoon and I've been waiting at his house. Finally I was seeing this unknown collaborator. Mason has escorted me to his house. I must say, his place is quite lavishing for a guy his age. Lives alone by the way and it's a minimalist mansion. So, my head turned sideways as I kept on admiring it. Then while I was waiting, I sat down on the couch. A guy walked from the other side of the door. I could barely see his face because the hoodie stretched forward. I took a deep breath, narrowing my eyes to see what he looks like. Then he pulled the hoodie back and my hands flew to my chest, I was shocked by what I was seeing. The first thing that got me irritated was his ragged inhale and big teeth dripping from saliva. He has large yellow eyes that look like he's about to pounce on me. My heart began to race and I stood up shakily, and fell to the floor. “Somebody help me. I begged.”It was not human. It was a monster. A full monster in human form and nose like that
Kehlani I was so silent that I could hear the faintest sound in the room. Mason just froze, eyes on me. I couldn't utter a word. I didn't blink. Just stared and stared back at him.“What?!” I screamed that other people would even hear outside of the glass walls but I didn't care. “What? What do you mean by fake-date him?” I exclaimed in a strained voice. “Lower your voice.” He winced. I stood to my feet and whispered. “What do you mean by fake-date? I mean, what does he mean by that? How do you expect me to lower my voice!” My whisper transited into panic mode. He shrugged. “A fake relationship?” I asked again. “Yes.”“Fake girlfriend?”“Yes.”“Fake romance too?”“Y—I don't know. Are you willing to agree?”I huffed. “This is ridiculous.”“I know.” “This is insanely unprofessional.”“I know.” I sat down back, still stunned. “Aren't you also surprised, mason?”“Yes.” He replied flatly. “I've done this shit before.” I frowned. “High school.” The memories flooded. When Trevor and
Kehlani Two weeks and some days later At this point, I've never been so confused and scared for my life. I had just two days to find a collaborator and the other ten people all declined my offer. One more was on the list. Unhappy. His picture wasn't on the paper. Just his social media handle on TikTok. I looked through it and I didn't even see his face. He had about two hundred thousand followers which shocked me but he didn't reveal his face. All photos were showing his back or tattoos or the side of his face. What's this supposed to mean?I wailed in bed. Every one of my course mates in the group chat had found a collaborator and it was just me left. The professor had concluded that two days more and he's writing names of the stage 1 process which is finding a collaborator. I kicked and screamed into my pillow. Mason wasn't back yet. I'm in trouble if unhappy doesn't answer me. I thought about texting him but I stopped. Since Mason told me he was depressed, I felt so guilty about
Kehlani I stared at myself one more time adjusting my clothes. Thirty minutes left for school. I didn't give up. I went to the next name sooner. Liam Owen. I drove to school anyway. The lecture halls slowly filled up as students walked in. I sat at the back of the class so the professor teaching wouldn't notice me. I was continuing with my collaboration hunt. The next contact, Liam Owen. A travel content creator with a growing YouTube page. He's Chinese and looks so calm. I sent a message telling him about everything. It's almost ten minutes, I was losing hope. What if his girlfriend responds just like Cassius. Oh gosh. To my surprise, three dots appeared. My eyes widened when I saw a response. Hi, Kehlani,Thanks for reaching out, unfortunately, I've already agreed to work with another student from your program. Good luck though. I stared at the screen and sighed. Then I looked around the room. Wow, so one person here got him before me. Interesting. I crossed his name. Seventee
KehlaniThe next professor had stepped into class. He was busy talking to some brilliant kids that always stayed in the front seat. Not me, I preferred the middle. At least this course is better than the last one. I loved photography courses. They were interesting and fun to do. Half the class was
Kehlani 3 years later. My alarm rang like ten times. Each alarm was a disturbance to my ears. I dismissed the first one till it got to the tenth one. I'm still having my beauty sleep and I'm so fucking tired to get up but something made me jolt up immediately. “I'm late for classes!” I groaned a
Kehlani It really wasn't a joke. A week after prom, I didn't Trevor in class for exams. I mean for a whole week of exams, he wasn't around. The rumors spread quickly. He's out of the country. I heard different things. His parents couldn't handle him and they sent him to a therapist. I don't know h
Kehlani I walked back inside the hall. They had stopped dancing now and prom was officially over. 11 pm on the dot. After the mess that had happened, all I wanted to do was forget about it and clear my mind off it. I'm supposed to be happy today just like Olive said and those two fools think they







