《CROSSED PATHS 》全部章節：第 1 章 - 第 10 章

Ellen's POV"Boom!" Someone snapped at me, it caused me to squeak. I frowned at the familiar person."Ava!" I yelled at her, she giggled continuously and lounged on her locker, directly beside mine."Hi girl." She said in her high pitched, baby like voice, with a grin.Ava Smith was my best friend in high school, despite our contrasting character. Ava was timid, gentle, calm, sweet, loving, caring and anything you could ever imagine, so vulnerable and sometimes, or, most of the time, gullible. I was the opposite of that.I brought out a book from my locker and saw my Maths textbook. Oh my God, I yelled at Rana for no reason. I chuckled, and noticed Ava give me a weird, confused look. Her expression was funny, which caused me to chuckle again."You're weird." She still gave me that look, but it turned to a wide grin. "At least you're

Rana's POV"Hi baby doll." Traven said, the instance he noticed me walk into the restaurant."Hi Traven." I grinned and sat on the chair beside the one he was sitting on.He planted a gentle kiss on my lips. It sent shivers down my spine. I could feel my face go red hot."Traven?!" I said shyly and looked around with a smile plastered on my face. "We're in public." "Do I care about public?" He smirked. How hot and romantic.I raised my eyebrows, opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I smiled, biting my inside cheek."Now don't blush to much." He gave me another kiss on my cheek. It felt warm and cold.Traven called a waiter and he came immediately."What would you like to eat Rana?" Traven asked, stroking my hair."Nothing. Okay? Just get me a cup of juice." I said to the wait

Ellen's POV"Please Rana!" I begged her, scurrying after her. She was ignoring me and went to the kitchen. I followed her."Stop pestering me and leave me alone. I'm not ready to go to that fashion designer with you." I had been begging Rana to go with me to choose the greatest designs for my graduation and prom clothes. My graduation was very soon!"Rana! Please!" I pouted my lips and did the best puppy eye I could ever do."You should really stop that." She scoffed. "It doesn't suite you." She laughed. She opened the fridge and took a plate of cooked, frozen chicken from it."Rana! You know how much I hate begging humans?" I said abruptly."Then don't." She snapped. "Why the hell are you even begging me?" She placed the chicken in the microwave, turned it on.I tried to create a fudge. I didn't want to choose any stupid design then later rue

Traven's POV I was thwart, at the fact that Rana was ready to leave, but I agreed to go on the date. I craned my neck to look at Rana. She looked really excited. I felt like an asshole for cheating on her. I promised, after high school, she would be the only woman in my life. Or, Ellen. I heaved a sigh and took a bite of my Beans on toast. "I'm sorry for yelling." Rana bent her head, in abash.  "It's fine." I grinned and brought my phone out of my pocket. I went to the ringtone to make it seem like I had a phone call. "Hello." I smiled. "Dad?" I looked at Rana. "Oh. Yes. I'm coming." I placed the phone back in my pocket. "You're leaving?" She frowned, sadness registered in her tone. I heaved a sigh, drove my fingers into my hair. "No. I have to meet my dad for business. I'll be right back." I pla

Rana's POVI sprinted to the living room."Ellen." I hollered.I noticed Ellen sitting on the chair and reading a newspaper. That was awkward, but I decided to brush it off with a shake of head."Ellen." I sat beside her."What?" She glared. "Traven said he is coming over." I wailed unexpectedly."So?" She rolled her eyes."I don't want to see him. I am not ready for that. I am in enough pain." I sniffed, wiped the tears on my cheeks."I know, but you have to talk." She smiled, dropped the tedious newspaper, on the table. She rested her palms on my thigh, heaved a sigh."I don't want to see that asshole. I can't believe he cheated. It drives me crazy when I think about it." I sobbed."You still have to listen to him." She stood up, placed her hands on her hips with a rol