" Michael..",
Ethan calls, shaking me by my shoulder as I almost drift into sleep. I open my eyes and see his face hovering over me." Your parents are coming here evening. They want to have dinner with us.", he says." Oh ! ", I gasp and shoot up from the bed, causing Eve to groan. I quickly give her a pillow to hug and slide out of the bed. " But they didn't tell me."" They were going to tell you when you handed me the phone.", he says." Okay, so what are we d..doing ?", I ask." They are planning for us to meet at some restaurant.", he says." So after having dinner, they would r..return back ?", I ask. He nods." So they are coming just for a dinner ? Why do they have to c..come now ? We had told them that we would come on v..vacation, right ?", I ask in surprise." Yeah..but they want to see us now. They already booked ticket.", Ethan says scratching on his neck.Nate's POV Ethan has a proud smile on his lips as he looks at me from among the vast sea of graduates, sitting in front of me, wearing black robes and hats. Gavin, Grace, Milan and Dulce are beside Ethan and they also have wide smiles on their faces. I'm now standing on the dials of Westview's main auditorium, in front of the Mike, facing at least a three thousand people, including our principal, chief guests, staffs, my fellow graduates and their friends and family. And they are all looking at me confused as to why I suddenly paused my valedictorian speech without a proper conclusion. Yes, today I'm graduating from high school and I'm standing here on the stage, delivering a speech after becoming the Valedictorian of this year. Something I and all the others thought I would never be able to do. Or better something people made me think I would never be able to do. But today I proved to myself and to the other that it was a wrong conception. Of course I co
CHAPTER 1 Nate's POV “M..Michael Clark,” I say to the tired-looking secretary sitting in front of the computer as I finally reach inside the hostel office after standing in the enormous queue for almost an hour. The secretary looks up at me and then hurriedly types something on her computer. “Michael Nate Clark?” she asks after a second and I nod. “New admission?” I again nod. “Dorm B, 69,” she then calls out to the other lady who is standing by the cupboards, fiddling inside boxes of keys. Soon enough the lady expertly tosses a key to the secretary’s desk. “Michael, you'll be staying in Dorm B, room no 69,” she says in a hurry. “oh..o..okay,” I nod seeing her hurry and quickly take the key from her hands, hastily walking out of the queue. I take my suitcase and bags from where I had placed them outsid
Ethan's POV " C'mon..Ethan ! Wake up. It's already 6:30.", My Mom yells in my ear whilst shaking me hard. " Ahhhh...! Go away Mom.", I groan yanking away her hands and digging my head, deep into the pillow, closing my both ears with my palm in order to block her loud, high pitched voice. Why the hell is she yelling in my ear ? Stupid Mom. "Ethan ! It's 6:30 already. Even if you start from here right now, you would only reach there at 9. And taxi's already waiting at the gates since five minutes. " " What !? 6: 30 ?", I instantly jump up from the bed, suddenly becoming aware of why she is yelling. There's almost two and a half hour journey to my school and I need to reach there before 9, then get my new room key and place my luggage in my room before going to class. " Yeah, 6:30.", My mom points at the alarm clock. " Oh heck ! Didn't I tell you to
I have Geography for first hour and I manage to reach the class within five minutes. As expected Mr. Henry is in the class. He sighs on seeing me at the doors but doesn't say anything and motions me to get in. Good, he decided not to lecture about discipline on the first day itself. One hour goes by quickly. Mr. Henry just gives an intro about the syllabus and introduces himself to the new students. There were a few new students in our class. Every year our school conducts scholarship exams in various schools across the country and gives admission to the students who come on top ranks. During the break, I walk towards the cafeteria to meet with Kevin, Tony, Sophia, and Amelia. The five of us comprise one of the popular gangs in school. Both Tony and Kevin are w
Nate’s POV A few girls give me flirtatious looks as I walk out of my first class which was apparently Biology. During the whole last hour, I sat mute on a seat in the last row and dedicated my whole attention to the biology teacher, Miss Taylor. Good that she didn’t make us introduce ourselves and just directly went into introducing the syllabus. Or I would have humiliated myself in front of everyone. Since I didn’t try to mingle with anyone or speak anything, nobody figured out my stammering problem yet. And I don’t want anyone to find out. I don’t care if they think I am mute but I don’t want the title ‘Stutter boy'. I ignore the stares from people standing on both sides of the corridor and briskly walk in search of my next class which is Analytical Geometry and Calculus. I don’t try to seek help from anyone to find my class. And therefore it takes me a whole fifteen
He suddenly places his both hands on the locker door and I unintentionally shiver. He moves a step forward, caging me inside his veiny arms with my back pressed tightly against the locker. He is standing at an inch's distance from me. He stares at me with those beautiful brown orbs. But those familiar dark brown eyes that I loved so much are cold and hard. “Why were you staring at me?” he asks in a husky voice. I feel like his voice also sounds similar to Alex's. I feel dazed all of a sudden. I open my mouth to say something but no sounds are coming out of my mouth. I shiver and flinch as he takes one hand from the locker door only to hit it hard against the metal door, making a loud ‘cling’. “Why were you staring at me?” he growls again near my ear, sending shivers down my body. “I-I...I am s..sorry,” I somehow manage to stammer. The girl beside him suddenly laughs out
Ethan's POV The blue-eyed boy's face continuously flickered in my mind as I made my way towards the Hostel office to get my luggage and key, evening after class. His teary eyes and nervous looks made me feel vexed. I slapped the poor boy in the face just for staring at me. I can't get that expression of his out of my mind. His vulnerable state, the way he bit his bottom lip and squeezed his eyes shut. The way he stammered in lose of words. Everything is making me totally reprehensible. This is the first time I am feeling this much guilty for bullying someone. I have bullied many people. Mostly girls. Every time I feel guilty. But that's nothing compared to the guilt I feel today. I was thinking about him the whole afternoon. It's rare I think about a person I bullied for that long. There's of course something special about the boy, Nate. I feel like I have some kind of connection with him. Be
I turned and walked to one of the beds, ruffling my hair in frustration and sat down thinking what to do. He sat there itself, looking at me with wide terrified eyes. Okay, why the hell is he looking at me like that? I admit I slapped him but does he need to look this terrified? I stared back at him intently, thinking what to do with him. He quickly looked away. Maybe on remembering his promise to not look at me again. I sat up from the bed and stormed out of the room deciding something in my mind. I went straight to the hostel office. Miss Rose was now writing something carefully. “Miss Rose,” I called. “Oh Ethan,” she looked up. “Why are you here again?” “I need to change my room. Please put me in some other room,” “What happened?” She asked annoyed and confused. “I can't stay with that boy. He also doesn't