LOGINCassandra's POVDread was filling me whole. Zayn was seeing the same thing at the same time, but in different places. Mom wasn't home yet. And I was scared to death to be alone. Tears formed in my eyes as I texted with shaky hands. Me: Zayn...please come get me. Im so scared...Zayn: Already in the car. Keep texting me honey.Me: But you drive safe, pleaseAnd I kept texting him lines and words until he got here in 10 minutes. I opened the door for him, he didn't even have to knock. My arms flew across his neck and held him close. "Shush, Shush... " It's gonna be okay..." he assured me with a shaky voice and head looking around frantically from my shoulder. Poor, poor Zayn...he was just as scared as I, but he kept assuring me and hugged me gently. He stayed with me until 11pm, when my head braces and bandages were to be removed. He even helped me with the same. His hands moved as precisely, delicately as a surgeon. When the bandages came off, I felt the pressure relieved on my s
Cassandra's POV Mom had to come pick me up from campus again at 4 pm. Today, we go to a cosmetologist for the procedure. Technology had advanced. Especially in the medical field. However, I was checking my phone when my mom's call came through. "Hey, Mom. Where are you?" I asked, standing under the tree, in the same spot. I put her on speaker because no one was around and my phone was too warm to put on my cheek."Hey, sweetie. I'm stuck up at work! You don't mind going alone to the clinic right? I'll pick you up from the clinic! Lemme send you the money for a cab—" "Cab? Lemme drive you there, Cassie." I gasped and turned around to face Zayn. "Oh my god—! Don't scare me like that, Zayn! Well, mom...Zayn is here. He might take care of me. Don't worry about me!" I said, letting her know it was okay if she was late. "I'll keep her safe, Ms D'Angelo! Have fun at work!" Zayn chuckled at the end. Mom chuckled too, sighed as a little responsibility was off her shoulders. For now. "B
Cassandra's POV Horror would be an understatement. People in the hallways...were FIGHTING! Cat fights among the girls. Dog fights among the boys. Even Mark was involved, fighting two at once! One of the more nonchalant batch mate was passing by with his set of books as I stopped him by the arm, "Hey uh...I know I'm a bit late to school, but what did I miss?" The guy sighed, adjusted his spectacles, "Everyone thinks they're the assigned opponent to each other. One of the rules came out. It's based on merit compatibility and attribute scoring. Everything was digitalized from start of our academic year." My eyes widened. When did the rule come out!? "In case you're wondering about the rule, check out our infamous digital notice board. Bye bye." CRAZY! The digital notice board was in the basketball court, not in the hallway, in the court. I sprinted to it. Didn't realize there were hundreds of us there already! "This is nuts!" I cursed under my breath. It's okay, Cassie. Just
It was 2059. 1 out of 3 people has undergone surgery of any sort. However, doctors and aestheticians still charge a lot to change you and transform you into a new person. The aesthetician at Korgan-Morgan clinic was staring at me for the longest time possible. Mom didn't notice much. But I tried staring back at her and failed miserably in the 20-minute wait to meet the doctor. Finally, at the 23-minute mark, the same aesthetician called my name. She had a shrieky voice that reminded me of chalk on a blackboard from decades ago. We crossed the fancy holographic door that gave the doctor his privacy. He welcomed us with a smile. When I say I haven't seen such perfect skin on a man in a while, I mean it. "Good evening, Mrs D'Angelo. Can't tell who's the client here, haha!" He joked, easing us into the office. My mom laughed a little harder than needed, which was exactly what he wanted. After a brief talk, I told him what I wanted specifically. "I want a softer jawline, um..maybe h
Cassandra's POV I know...I know it very well. Zayn and I have barely met this lifetime. Compared to the rest of our lives together, we know very little about each other IN THIS LIFETIME. Zayn was watching the scene unfold just five students away in the line adjacent. He blinked rapidly to control himself. I couldn't have seen it, for Mark, Katrina and the others kept me occupied. Asked me questions. Tried figuring out our 'ulterior motives' for this newborn, out of nowhere rivalry. Finally, at 3:49pm, we got out of the campus. I wasn't at the library, so I didn't get the chance to borrow a few books I needed for the slip tests. That's what our professor told us. St. Xebec's academy had a notable range of online and offline books. The collection was so massive that it was once elected a national treasure. Once. I was sure those were all about politics. However, under the tree where I usually wait for my m
Cassandra's POV It was almost a foretelling of her friendship with the class. My classmates have been good all along. But I never expected them to butter their way into her circle. "Hey, I heard you're really good at sports! I'm a sports enthusiast myself, at the top of my class! I don't mind you recommending to my coach for the next women's football season. There'll be tryouts!" One girl was really milking it. "Thanks, really. But the coach already has my resume. I'll play with you soon." Katrina replied. I couldn't help but score a snort. "What's so funny, D'Angelo? Want me to stick my foot in your butt otherwise?" My eyes widened. The girl who got rejected didn't have to chew me out like that! "Hey, that's no way to talk to a classmate." Katrina corrected. "Wow...and she's someone with justice," Mark whispered beside me. We had a free class before the end of the day lecture in physics. Gossips were natural. However, just as Katrina was approaching us, a whole band of
"That was such a dick move." Saying, she fishes her phone out to call a specific powerful person. Louis lifts the call, "Louis, can you track back a picture who's cyber bullying me?""Cyber bullying? What the fuck happened again?""Someone posted a picture of me sucking someone's dick. I wanna know wh
Louis singlehandedly took care of the case. The CIA were kept on finding out who and how the investigation went. Hannes smoothly redirects the CIA to enlighten them that he and his team have run a diagnosis of the aircraft and did their best.A week passes.Ravine and Cassandra were quietly walking to
[Alex's death day17th August 2023]The stadium was filled with cheerful people and the stalls for fast food were opened. The match was about to begin when the net of plastic was thrown over the huge stadium dome to keep the players safe from the heatwave. Cassandra and Zayn reach their seats as they
Cassandra places her expensive binoculars back on her lap as she sends him a text.[Fuck nothing on my side] Zayn, who feels the vibration of his text looks at his phone. It felt irritating to have something else in his vision which blocked the partial view of his sight. [Don't worry Cass be cool] He







