LOGINI woke up to the smell of bacon sizzling and eggs frying. For a second I thought I was dreaming until my eyes opened and I found myself on a couch. Not just any couch, Shark's couch. Everything from last night suddenly came rushing back and I shot up where I sat. I looked up and saw the familiar blonde guy by the stove... shirtless might I add as he flipped something over in a pan. Well, that couldn't be safe. I sat up rubbing my eyes and realised I had a jacket spread across me. I let my fingers trail over it wondering if Shark had put it on me in the middle of the night. The idea that he might have filled me with conflicting feelings. Why would he be remotely nice to me? I was his arch nemesis' girlfriend. "You're up." Shark spoke when he turned and I found his eyes on me. I blinked away the sleep from my face as I stood up. "Yeah." I looked around desperately wanting to check what time it was then I remembered I had broken my phone. Great. Drew was not on
I looked around Shark's house. I don't know what I had been expecting. Weapons all around. Heavy metal posters on the wall? A lot of black. But it was actually painfully normal and plain. Like the house of a typical college aged single guy I guess. It was quite small. Or maybe I was just comparing it to Kaden's mansion. It was a studio apartment set up. A hastily made bed sat in the corner with a simple bedside table and a lamp by the side. I spotted a journal there and couldn't exactly picture Shark sitting down and jotting down his thoughts. There was an open concept kitchen with grey counter tops and a few dishes in the sink. A lone grey couch sat in front of a TV and there were three more doors. One I assumed must have led to a bathroom. I hesitated by the door as Shark casually walked in like I wasn't even there. "You gonna stand there all day?" He asked as he plopped down on his bed. I closed the door behind me wondering what Drew would say about me being in
I really should write a book on how I get myself into such situations. I wanted to slam my head onto the dashboard and maybe wake up when this disturbing and scary dream ended. But alas, I was stuck in this reality where I had just run away from my boyfriend's house which just got shot up with his mortal enemy. And did I mention my hand hurt like hell? I looked down seeing three tiny glass pieces lodged in there. Probably from my broken phone screen. Oh yeah, on top of all that, I broke my phone! I looked to the side and Shark was looking ahead focusing on the road. I sighed. He drove a black Jeep that admittedly smelled really good. "Can we go back now?" I asked with a sigh. Shark didn't even turn to look at me. "Do you want to get arrested?" I huffed. The police had started heading in the direction of Kaden's house just as we were going down the road. Kaden... I can't believe I just left him. What if he had gotten arrested? "I need to make sure Kaden's okay." Shark scof
I tried to keep my tears from falling out as I pushed through groups of people trying to make my way out of the house. Suddenly everything was too loud, too overstimulating and I felt like I was going to shatter. When the hell was I going to stop with all this back and forth when it came to Kaden? All I wanted was for him to let me in and he just constantly did the opposite. Everytime I thought we were making progress, like him letting me come to this party, it all turned into something else. Something completely different and then we were back to square one all over again. Oomph. I felt myself bump into something hard. Correction, someone. I looked up and saw Shark's blue eyes looking down at me. Great, just great. He studied me, placing his hands on my shoulders to steady me. "Leaving so soon?" He asked sounding smug. I rolled my eyes and stepped away from his hold. "Yes, so if you don't mind." I spoke impatiently waiting for him to get out of my way. He smir
Kaden clenched his fists and rose abruptly. Dylan followed soon after along with another guy trying to hold him back. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" All the while Shark remained seated looking amused by the chaos he had just caused. He looked at me and smirked. "Boys, boys, boys. Let's save the fighting for the ring shall we?" Dylan spoke. He leaned into Kaden's ear and whispered something. Kaden let out a huff and pulled away. I got up to try and talk to him but he just stormed off. Well great. Dylan pinched the bridge of his nose looking frustrated. He then turned his attention to me. His eyes darkening. "Well? Go after him. Fix the problem you created." Dylan turned back to the table. I turned and saw Shark smirking as they handed him some cards. I shot him an open glare before rushing in the direction Kaden had left. Navigating this huge house was difficult enough when it wasn't this packed during the day. But pushing through all these people with the loud music a
I could practically feel the bass of the music pulsating underneath my feet as Kaden led me up the stairs of the Reyes mansion. I sucked in a deep breath trying not to be too overwhelmed by all the cars parked outside. I didn't even have to enter the house to know it must have been packed. And packed it was. When we walked in, we barely had room to navigate through everyone. Both men and women were all around, dancing, screaming, drinking... A cloud of smoke practically filled up the foyer and I almost felt dizzy by it all. I held Kaden's arm tighter suddenly feeling small when I saw a guy being flanked by two barely dressed women. I felt so silly in my little floral dress. Kaden looked down at me and gave me a strained but reassuring smile as he reached over to take my hand in his. He started walking in casually but confidently. At first I thought he would at least say excuse me to the people in front of him. But to my surprise, the minute people saw it was him, they
I always thought loneliness was an ailment that could be cured by simply just trying to forget.In my mind I thought I could convince myself that Kaden had never even existed. That our time together could just disappear like that if I threw myself into other things.So far getting into prom plannin
The next day at school, I made my way to classroom 14B.A small group of students were already gathered with scrolls of paper and different folders as well as colour swatches spread all over.There must have been about eight kids all talking over each other as they went about their business.I paus
I sat on the floor clutching Mr Washington to my chest. The poor teddy had been the recipient of my tears and was practically drenched in them. I rested my chin on his head as a stared at nothing. I hadn’t even been this broken when I had broken up with Marshall. Someone I had been with for almo
No. No, no, no.I thought to myself as I stared at the chemistry quiz results before me. A clear ‘45’ in red ink.I groaned internally and dropped my head onto my desk before sitting up again and looking at the grade like it would change.The last bell for the day rang and I was more than ready to







