"Mr High and Mighty didn't come to school today."I ignore Reece's statement as I collect my lunch from her outstretched hand, averting my eyes not to look at her. I fear she might just see the truth of what I am hiding by just staring into my eyes.And she is really good at it."Hey Alicia, are you really ok? Why did you bounce off the cafeteria this afternoon? I couldn't even—""I am fine Reece." The edge is thick in my voice.I think I am fine. In fact, I don't know.Fuck! I hate this! I am used to having control over my feelings. Over my thoughts. Always willing them to do the right thing just the way things are supposed to be done.But right now, to be really honest, I don't know what the hell is going on with me, and it is driving me crazy.And I am supposed to hate Luke Evans, even if we agreed to be friends just for the sake of the project. I mean it's not like it's something serious or has any meaning attached to it.He is just so damn good at wrecking havoc into people's thou
I alight from the car when it stops me in front of Shutter Pictures, Tyler's photography studio. I pay the driver my fare and without even waiting for him to drive off, I turn and hurry towards the door entrance of the studio.I halt when I see Luke's bike parked near the entrance, the bike's plate number giving it away.So he is here?!I steady my breathing as I continue to the door. When I reach it, I push it open and enter, coming face to face with Tyler.He pauses in shock when he sees me. A smile slowly wears off the surprised expression on his face."Hi Alicia. Glad to see you once again."We hug, and after few seconds of patting each other's backs, we pull apart."I am also glad to see you Tyler.""So, what brings you here?""Well, uhm, I am here to look for Luke. This is the only place I could figure out he could be in. He wasn't in school today, and I just saw his bike parked right outside. Is he here?"It takes a moment before Tyler says anything, and I wonder why the need f
The curvy blonde grumbles and stands, lifting up the lacy material of her bralette to cover more of her perky full breasts. Her shoulder shoves me back as she walks past me, but I withhold myself from yanking off all the hair strands from her head.When the door clicks shut behind me, the urge to relieve my shaky feet bubbles up inside me. I want to sit down on the chair near the door side, but I also want to get out of this wretched room. I can't stand Luke's eyes piercing through me, tearing me apart like I am nothing."Is Tyler around?" He asks. My guts twists into painful knots of disbelief.So he is going to act like nothing just happened?No problem. Maybe it will be simple for me this way too."Uhm, he left to get something from the supermarket down the street."I adjust my bag over my shoulder."He said you came to get the pictures for the project."He nods. "Yeah. Yeah I did."I want to tell him to show me the pictures. I want to see how I look, to see if I am truly the beauti
"Alicia, what's going on?"I slam my locker shut, still keeping my lips sealed at Reece's question, which she has been asking me time and time again ever since I got to school this morning. I really don't feel like being in school today, but I am a student, so what choice do I have?"I am fine Reece." I finally blurt out."No you are not."If there's one thing to also know about Reece, it is the fact that she can be persistent. And also quite persuasive. Just then, Camilla saunters towards us, twirling a band of her hair with her finger. She is flanked on both sides by Megan and Hasley, two other cheerleaders with banging bodies but zero relationship skills.Megan got dumped by Jace, her whirlwind summer romantic sex fling who is also the captain of the basketball team in school. Hasley is a different kind of bitch. She changes dicks of all sizes at least five to seven times in a week.Camilla started hanging out with them more often after the summer break, or let me be specific: she s
"Alright everyone. Pens up!"I groan as I tick off the correct answer to the last question in my test sheet. Miss Oregon decided to give us an impromptu Literature test today of all fucking days.Is today really that cursed for me?!"Alicia, gather up all the test sheets."Tiffany and Greg are literally glaring at each other, Tiffany's hand pulling at Greg's test sheet. My eyes let go of the silent war drama occuring between them as I stand, closing my pen and picking up my test sheet.Luke stretches his test sheet to me like I am some servant made to run his fucking errands for him. We haven't glanced each other's way since morning, let alone said any word to each other, and now he thinks he can just shove his test sheet into my hands?Hell fucking almighty NO!I ignore him and walk to the front. I hope he gets the memo that just because he is my seatmate and some stupid ass badboy doesn't mean he gets to maneuver standard class protocol.Emily, the fair pretty brunette of our class s
My mouth is still covered, the assailant's palm still muffling my screams, his other hand pressing me to the wall.The room is dark, so dark that I can't see anything.In a split second, the hand pressing me to the wall leaves my shoulder, and I hear a flip sound. I flinch when a bright light suddenly lits up the entire room, piercing through my eyes.I blink a couple times, adjusting my eyes to the light's intensity.And to the face of my assailant.I freeze.Anger starts to boil up inside me, and with all the strength I can muster, I crush the numbness in my bones by pushing him off me."Luke! Are you mad?!"My heart is slamming against my chest. Slamming in anger. Pain. Madness. Surprised fury."Alicia, we. . . . .we need to talk."I can hear the faint footsteps and giggles of students walking down the hallway outside, apparently heading to the cafeteria for lunch but oblivious of a girl trapped in this room with a boy that is just the definition of insanity."We don't have anythin
My hand is already at the door handle, but Luke's hand grabs my arm, spinning me around to face him."Alicia listen to me, please."His pleading voice fills me with even more spite."Leave me alone Luke!" I jerk my arm away from his grasp, the force making a teardrop fall from my left eye. "I don't want to listen to you! I don't want to listen to anything you have to say! You are so fucking insane Luke! Don't you get it?! I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore!"Another teardrop falls on my left cheek. My voice is cracking, and I can feel the bile swelling in my throat, forcing me to cry. I bite down my bottom lip. I don't want to cry. Especially in front of him. His silence is suffocating, and I struggle to breath. He leans closer to me, his hands falling limp at his sides."You don't mean that. You don't mean any of what you just said."His voice is calm and low, but the meaning in his words twists my belly.Because he is right.I look away from him.I really do not me
Luke's hands slide up my shoulders to the back of my neck, his thumb and index finger arching at my chin as he kisses me back with a passion that equals mine. I feel the tip of his tongue teasing along the seam of my bottom lip before it slips into my mouth. I moan when his tongue graze the tip of my own, passing on the minty scent that seems to be rushing in torrents to the back of my brain.I grip his shirt tighter, feeling like I am about to burst into flames here and now. My legs are weak, and I am scared that I may not be able to withstand this sweet torment for long. As if sensing my thoughts, Luke grabs my thighs and lifts me up. My legs wrap around his waist, and I marvel at how my body just clings to his.He turns us around so that my back presses to the wall that was behind him, never breaking our kiss. My arms wrap around his neck for support, and I arch my body to his, feeling his hands as they roughly caress my back. Bolts of electricity zap down my spine, and I moan, lovi