"were is the party located at?" I asked. We have been walking for about 15mins now and we were yet to locate the place. "it's close by, we would soon be there" Riley answered me. After 5 more minutes, we arrived at a house, the house was close by to the school. "whose house is this?" I was curious, and also, so that incase I was lost I could call the cops and tell them whose house I was in. "Raphael, Riley's brother" Jasmine replied me. "and you need to relax, or haven't you been to a party before?" Why would she ask me that? I've gone to all sort of parties back in LA, but not a random persons party. "I have been to tons of parties" "great, for a second I thought you were a nerd, and Jasmine's description of you didn't suite you at all" Sasha said with her stupid accent, while I rolled my eyes. "yah! I thought so too, cus if you are, you better head back home, I wouldn't want you to ruin my brother's party" the other bitch said, and she and Sasha went inside the house. J
When I got home, I went to my room and fell on my bed, I didn't even have the strength to take off my clothes, I just dozed off. The next morning when I woke up, my head hurt, I was having a hangover. it hurts so much. I tried getting up from my bed but I couldn't, when I turned around I saw a glass of water and a medicine on my lampstand, I quickly took it and swallowed it. "you came back drunk at midnight, so I thought I'd keep this for when you wake up" I saw Ethan standing at my door. "thanks, now I feel better. Sometimes I wonder why one must always have a hangover whenever they drink" He chuckled "and that's why teenagers shouldn't drink" I rolled my eyes "yah, like they would ever listen" then we both burst out laughing. "you should probably get ready for school, you wouldn't want to get late on your first week" he said with his signature smile. "I would rather get more sleep, who needs school anyways"I said and layed back down to sleep. "it's 7am, so you better
The moment I stepped foot inside the school hallway, everybody stopped what they were doing and turned to stare at me. I ignored them and walked to my locker. As I walked towards my locker I began hearing whispers. "so this is her" "yes, she is his new s**t" "I wonder how Tracy took the news" "I even heard that she had s** with him at the party" "she has no shame" "I also heard that she is pregnant" "she just got here and has already stolen my love, who does she even think she is" "I can't wait for Tracy to deal with her" Okay, what the real f**k? We had s**? Yah, that's highschool for you, filled with wannabes, spreading fake news everywhere, cus from what Jasper told me we only kissed, and if someone took my virginity I would know, and pregnant? Gosh people are so stupid. I didn't care about what they said about me, I took my books that I would be needing and went to my first class. My first class was s** education, I wonder why it is s subject, and it is even com
Barbie's POV After my last class for the day, I had to go for my art class, the extracurricular activity given to me. I have already skipped it since this week, so I can't skip it again, else I would have. "so do you have any extra class?" Dolly asked me. "yah, art" I made sure I didn't hide the fact that I hated it in my voice tone. She gave a toothy grin "really, but I have never seen you before?" Oh, so she was in art class, I guess I wouldn't be hating it there. "about that, I have never attended it, this would be my first time" "I'm sure you would love it, trust me. Now let us get going" she pulled me with her. When we got inside, we took a sit by the window, so that I could be looking outside instead of paying attention. After sometime the class was filled up and the teacher walked inside. "I can see some new faces here, looks like the authority has done some work" I scoffed, authority my foot. "for today's class, we would be doing a project and it would be in gro
I stopped by my car after school, I needed to leave this place. The chaffeur opened the door for me, and I got in, and obviously Liam was in the car. The chaffeur took off to our apartment. "so you and Jasper are a thing" I looked at him trying to check for any reaction from his face, but there was none. "is that a question, or you are just stating the obvious?" "the obvious? oh, so the rumors are true" he said while I rolled my eyes. "what rumors? people are saying stuffs about me? OMG! I have to transfer schools, my identity has been ruined" I said sarcastically. "I think you should also change town, so that I wouldn't have to see you again, or maybe country too" jerk! "so, why are you so interested in this art club?" I decided to start up a conversation with him. He looked at me for a moment and then kept his head straight. "just cus we are in the same car doesn't mean we are friends" "no, for the fact that you are in my car, you have to answer all of my questions"
My alarm blasted in my ears, I didn't even set one, so why the f**k is it even ringing. "ahhhhhhh!!!!" I screamed. I sat up and looked to my alarm table and saw that it was my phone that was ringing, I grumbled and picked it up ready to pour out my frustrations to the caller. "why would you be calling someone this early in the morning, are you that jobless that you want to just disturb someone's peace?" I yelled at whoever was calling me this morning. "young lady, is that how you speak to your mother? or is it because I'm not your favorite parent?" I heard my mum's voice over the phone. Just great. "I didn't know it was you, I mean any one that wakes up to their phone blasting would surely be mad. But anyways I'm sorry" "good, you are coming over to LA today, so get ready and Stanley is on his way to pick you up" she ranted. Wait, LA? "mum, you should have told me yesterday, I have plans. I'm calling dad now" "don't, it's his birthday and I want to throw him a surprise part
Barbie's POV During the ride to the airport, I decided to text Dolly to let her know that I wouldn't be going anywhere with her. After we reached the airport, we got into our flight and then after about 6.5 hours we reached LA. There was a Tesla model car waiting for us outside the airport. We got into it to and drove to my house. It took us approximately 45mins to reach the house. We got out from the car, I and my Uncle went to the front door and then rang the doorbell. While waiting I asked "so would I be leaving on Monday or Tuesday?" "depends on when your mum wants you to come back" he replied casually. The front door was then opened revealing our Butler, Franklin. Franklin smiled at us and made way for us to come in. After we were inside the house, he took I and my Uncle's box "I'll help you with that" "sure, where is my mum?" "she should be in the kitchen" he then took the luggages upstairs. "I'll go find mum, what are you going to do?" I asked my Uncle, when I was
"go to hell" I said, turned and left. As I was walking, cus I was really bored, I saw Ethan, I wonder what he was doing here. I walked over to him "you're here" He smiled "of course, why else would you see me?" "I didn't know you were......" "rich?" "no, I thought my mum was only inviting my dad's friend" "oh, well my mum is his secretary" "oh, that explains it. So I'm like really bored, so I decided to come talk to the only person I know here, and I have been looking for you through out yesterday, where the hell have you been?" I blabbed, yah, that's how bored I was. "cool, and about that, my mum really needed me here" he replied me. "you live here?" I wanted to know, cus I've lived here all my life and I haven't seen him. "no, she just moved here recently for the job" oh! now I get it. "I really need alcohol, but I doubt there is any here" I wanted to say something, and I definitely needed it, because of Jasper and Liam, I loathe them so much. He chuckled "do
Morning light crept through the blinds, casting thin golden lines across my wall. I hadn’t slept much, but for once, I didn’t feel like a total wreck. Maybe it was Liam’s words from last night, or maybe it was just the calm after the emotional storm. Either way, I sat up in bed, stretching slowly, feeling the stiffness in my bones from tossing and turning all night. I checked my phone. No new messages. Not from Ethan, not from Jasper. Just a text from Dolly. I opened the text message "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you, do you need me?"I quickly replied "not really, heart break doesn't work on me"She replied back too "don't believe you. We would meet at school tomorrow""sure" I turned off my phone. Dragging myself out of bed, I made my way to the kitchen. The apartment smelled faintly of paint and lavender dish soap. Liam’s doing, probably. There was a small plate of pancakes wrapped in foil on the counter, a sticky note on top: Don’t say I never do anything for you. Eat before you
Barbie's POVAfter I woke up, I went for a run to help clear my mind.The apartment was quiet when I returned from my run, the emptiness pressing against me in a way that almost felt like suffocation. For a moment, I thought about calling someone—maybe Jasper—but I was too tired. Not physically, but emotionally. My body was exhausted, sure, but my mind… my heart? That was another story entirely.I stood there in the doorway, staring at the note Liam had left for me earlier, cus I was bored. His handwriting was messy, as usual, but somehow it made me smile. Out painting. I know you would miss me, but don't miss me too much. -L.Typical Liam. Always leaving his mark, even in the smallest of ways. I could almost hear the sarcasm in his voice, but beneath it, I sensed a bit of warmth—something genuine, something I hadn’t expected.With a small sigh, I dropped my bag on the couch and glanced around. It was strange to be in this space without the usual sounds of Liam’s music, Jasper’s rambl
Ethan's POV I’ve never hated silence more in my life. It filled the car like smoke as I sat in the backseat of my mom’s SUV, the city lights flashing by like they were mocking me. She hadn’t said a word since we left the meeting with Zoe’s dad—not that I was eager to speak. What was I supposed to say? “Thanks for destroying my relationship, Mom. You really outdid yourself this time.” I mean that would be hilarious. She tapped her manicured fingers against the wheel, perfectly calm. “You should be grateful. This is the opportunity of a lifetime.” “Opportunity,” I muttered, staring out the window. “You mean a contract I never asked for with a girl I don’t want.” “Ethan, don’t be dramatic.” Her voice was sharp. “You want to take over a company someday? This is the fastest way to do it. The mayor trusts you. He likes you. And Zoe—” “I don’t love Zoe.” “You don’t have to love her. You just need to play nice. Or do you want me to be stuck working with the Jones all my life? Thi
The party was already alive by the time we arrived. Loud music pulsed through the walls of the off-campus house, the kind that made your chest vibrate before you even walked through the front door. Lights—too bright, too colorful—flashed from inside, and people spilled out into the front yard, laughing, shouting, already halfway drunk. Jasper turned to me with that signature smirk of his. “Too late to back out now.” “I wasn’t planning to,” I said, adjusting my hoodie. “I could use the noise.” He chuckled. “That’s the spirit.” Inside, the place smelled like sweat, smoke, and every kind of alcohol you could imagine. Someone handed Jasper a red solo cup before we even reached the living room. He took a sip, nodded his thanks, then looked at me. “You want something?” “Surprise me,” I said, even though I knew that was a risky thing to say around him. He returned with a clear cup and handed it over. “It’s just soda,” he said. “I’m not trying to get you wasted. Yet. I mean you d
It happened two days later. That’s when everything started to spiral. We were in class—me and Dolly—just trying to pretend things were normal. I couldn’t even focus on what the teacher was saying. My mind kept drifting to Ethan’s words, the way he wouldn’t even say “no” when I asked if Zoe was part of the future his mom had planned. I always knew Zoe was planning something, ever since what she said at the cafeteria. As soon as class ended, Dolly tugged me aside. “You okay?” “Define okay.” cus, I was far from okay. “On a scale of ‘still breathing’ to ‘I’m gonna throw someone off a roof,’ where are you?” I gave a tired laugh. “Somewhere in between.” Dolly wrapped her arm around my shoulders. “Just know that whatever this is, you don’t have to face it alone.” I nodded, grateful—but I also felt that quiet ache in my chest that didn’t want comfort. It wanted answers. And it got one, but not in the way I expected. Later that afternoon, I went back to the apartment, and Ethan
It’s been a few days since the cafeteria warzone, but things haven’t been the same with Ethan. He still kissed me good morning, held my hand when we walked through the halls, and smiled at me like I was the center of his universe—but something was off. Subtle, but definitely there. It was in the way he lingered too long on his phone after texting someone. The way he suddenly had to “meet up with mom” more often. And the way he seemed to flinch just a little when I mentioned prom. “I was thinking,” I said casually as we walked back from class, “we could check out the new photography exhibit this weekend. I mean, if you’re free.” He hesitated, just for a second. “Oh… this weekend? I’m not sure. Mom wants me to join her for some business brunch.” Business brunch? Since when did Ethan care about his mom’s boring charity and real estate luncheons? I forced a smile. “Okay, maybe next weekend?” He nodded. “Yeah, definitely.” But it didn’t feel definite. After we parted ways, I
Barbie's POV I went to my maths class after the incident, which you already know about. My mind wasn’t even in the class, to be honest. Everything felt like a blur. I was late, and if not for the fact that I was actually friends with the teacher—Miss Clara—I would have gotten an F. My very first fail. Just imagining that sent a chill down my spine. Miss Clara gave me one of those looks that said, “You better explain later,” and handed me the test paper without a word. I mumbled a soft thank-you and took my seat. The test itself felt like a punishment. I kept glancing at the clock, watching the seconds drag by like molasses. My brain was swimming with everything but formulas and numbers. Somehow, I managed to finish, though I was sure my answers looked like a scrambled egg breakfast. After the test, I and Dolly walked to the cafeteria together. The hallway buzzed with other students, some chatting, some rushing like their lives depended on getting to their next class on time. "S
Maths class was next. At least I'm sure I'd Ace this one too, cus I'm pretty good in maths out of all others. I walked with Dolly through the hallway to get to maths class. She was ranting about our teacher being mean for giving us a test "I mean he is going to ask us to find his x again,, why is he so obsessed with her" she kept on ranting. We were halfway to the math block when I heard someone call my name. “Barbie.” I turned. Jasper. He stood a few feet away, hands in his pockets, eyes intense. There was always something about Jasper that felt like trouble wrapped in charm—sharp jawline, perfectly messy hair, and a gaze that made girls second-guess everything. Why does he always show up in my life? “Can we talk?” he said, glancing quickly at Dolly. "it's urgent" Dolly raised an eyebrow. “You okay? You don't have to go with him if you don't want to" I nodded slowly. “I’ll be right back.” Jasper rolled his eyes and pulled me away from her and into an empty classroom.
I woke up not really wanting to go to school today, I sighed and stood up from the bed to start preparing so as not to get late.Monday mornings usually felt like a punishment. The kind of punishment that came with cold air, tight schedules, and the unbearable weight of Advanced Physics at 8 a.m. But not today.Today, I felt like sunshine. I felt happy, kinda, because of Ethan.Ethan showed up at my door right when I was done with dressing up. He wore a grey hoodie layered under a denim jacket, his curls slightly tousled like he’d run his hands through them one too many times. And when I opened the door, he smiled like I was the only thing that made sense in the world.“good morning angel" he handed me a flower which I happily accepted. "I'll bring you one of this everyday" I blushed, he was so romantic.He drove me to school today, so I didn't need to share a ride with Liam-the jerk. I felt that today wouldn't be so bad, like I had thought. I was having two tests today, maths and on