Blossom's POV After leaving the principal's office and fetching my backpack from my locker, I walked out into the parking lot and saw Jevan standing next to his Extra-luxury Range Rover. He immediately caught the bruises on my knuckles and the sad look on my face. He came over, took my bag off my shoulder and pulled me into his arms. "Hey, are you going to be okay?"I shook my head no. "I'm suspended for two weeks. My mom is going to freak when she finds out. She have been tolerant of you, but me getting suspended, she's going to skin me alive." "I'm sure she will understand.""You don't know my mother." Jevan took me home and offered to stay with me until I told my mother about my suspension but I declined. I didn't want him getting caught in the middle of the fire I knew was coming. I walked into the kitchen and saw my mother putting a tray of barbeque wings into the oven. She was already dressed f

Blossom's POV "Room Service," a voice called. Jevan stirred in the sheets before he got up and went to the door. He came back, pushing a food cart towards the bedroom. I sat up eagerly. I was hungry. "Allow me to serve you," he spoke with a smile as he handed me a plate of sweet potato pie and chicken on a bed of greens. "Oh my, this is better than I've anticipated," I said and continued to stuff my face. "Just wait until dessert." After the main-course meal, Jevan fed dessert to me. Ice-cream with chocolate coated strawberries on top, and when we were down to the last strawberry, he bit the bottom of it and moved towards my lips. I acted accordingly, biting and eating the other half until our bare lips met. His grey pair of eyes, along with his handsome face, was marveling at me. His soft lips sealed mine and the tip of his tongue led to the entrance I allowed. My heart raced. The butter

Blossom's POV It has been two weeks later and my suspension was finally over. Although I found myself being enthusiastic about my return, I was hesitant on what else were in store for me at PHS. I walked through the halls like I did on the first day. Two weeks away from this place, felt brand new all over again. Nina and Sophia saw me almost immediately and break into a run towards me. On reaching, they crushed me into a tight hug. "O.M.G. You have no idea how much we've missed you," Nina said, wiping at her eyes as if she was actually crying. "It was like torture without you being here," Sophia added, "Don't ever leave us again." "I'll really try not to this time around," I told them and we went towards our lockers. Nina was healthy and was herself again, and she asked about the fight, and I described how it went down, she applauded me. "Sophia is right. I think it's about time someone s

Blossom's POV I checked the calendar on the wall in my bedroom. The previous weeks had disappeared rather swiftly, but now, time seemed to be standing still. Ever since my and Jevan's argument, he had been giving me the cold shoulders. I saw less of him and he was unhurried in calling and fixing things between us. "Maybe, it starts with me. After all, I was the one who started it and threw Brooke in his face when he wasn't in the mood of hearing about her." My blood ran cold as Brooke crossed my mind. She knew about my mother being my mother. I could only hope that she would leave me alone at school but being peaceful that wasn't a characteristic of hers. I finally rolled out of bed, took my shower and got ready for school. It was the start of another Monday and I already wanted it to be over with. I had a light breakfast then left the house to catch the bus. _______Upon arrival, I saw the fir

Blossom's POV I loath walking into the house but I had to whether it was today or tomorrow or next year.I had to face her. It was 5:45 in the P.M when I walked through the door. Brooke was still sitting on the couch, wiping her eyes with a tissue, my mother stood next to her. Her eyes traveled to me as I entered and closed the door behind me. "Good evening, ma." "I want the truth and I want it now!" she immediately started. Although I was expecting this, I was still startled by her tone. It was something I've never gotten use to because I hated yelling. Brooke took it upon herself to leave right afterwards. If looks could have killed, she'll be dead walking out that door. "You were with that boy, weren't you!?" my mother yelled again. "And so what if I was?" I sassed. "I specifically told you to stay away from him and you deliberately disobey me! What do I have