Such a fun chapter!! Chapter 11 - Colton Hastings doesn't get jealous. ~~~ Café Day was a small coffee and cupcake shop that sold reasonable yet extremely delicious creamy and unhealthy food. It was exactly what anyone would need on a hot Sunday morning. Starbucks was just a few blocks away from it, still, Café Day was never short of customers. The majority of students preferred Café Day due to its not-so-soaring-the-sky rates. Plus they rarely wrote the names on the cups wrong. It was exactly 9.58 am when I entered the peaceful space. The scent of hot choco-latte and chocolate cakes instantly hit my nose and I breathed it in with delight. Who doesn't love the aroma of coffee? I smiled at the cashier girl who was a junior in our school and worked here on weekends. We had briefly acquainted over the past two years. Though our talk mostly consisted of 'Hey, is there anything good in the canteen?', 'Is there ever?', 'Good point, bye!', 'Yeah ciao!' I considered her one of the few dec

Chapter 13 - I'll warn your future husband to not marry you. ~~~ Raul Aita, the Italian billionaire, and Nick's neighbor lived in one of the most luxurious and prestigious places in the state. He owned a series of car brands along with other different electronic companies, in fact, he had recently taken over a famous smartphone company. He was like Mark Zuckerberg, buying whatever he could lay hands on. As of now he had his own Wikipedia (not made by a fan) and was the sole owner of 6 different car brands, four 5 star hotels, quite a few acres of land, and was interested in investing in the textile industry until he was murdered. His house was more like a mansion, and apparently, it wasn't his permanent residence he only came here to relax and when he needed some humans surrounding him. His actual home was on top of a hill away from the dangerous Homo sapiens and pollution. Rumor had it that just the furniture in there cost around a million dollars. Pity he was dead and I wasn't hi

Chapter 15 - I am not a blonde bimbo with fake boobs and minus ten IQ. ~~~ "So have you had sex?" I choked on the Manchurian I was eating and Josh spat out the apple juice he was causally sipping. "What the eff mom?" he hissed, wiping his chin. Mom shrugged, looking at us with amusement. "Just a curious question." I was still struggling to swallow the Manchurian ball as Josh offered me a glass of water, his eyes narrowed at mom. "Don't ask her such questions when I am there." My brother ordered, scowling at her. Mom grinned mischievously, pointing her fork at Josh. "So have you had sex?" I mildly refrained from choking again. "Mom!" I hissed, a few tears leaving my eyes due to my food's miscarriage. Josh banged his head on the table and I desperately wanted to copy his actions. "Can you not mom?" "Can I what not Josh?" Mom sassed. "Mom seriously?" I gave her a flat look. Mom laughed, her shoulders shaking. "It was a genuine question though. With Kevin, I knew you wouldn't g

A new chapter! Where are you reading this chapter?? Chapter 17 - Your snake just refused to hiss. ~~~ "I think I am going to die." "You think? I KNOW!" I scowled at Colton, slapping his arm. "Can you be a bit optimistic?" He returned my scowl. "I am a realistic." "No, you are an arsehole." "Who even says that anymore?" "Clearly me." He rolled his eyes. "Let's go get some ice cream." He started his car. I stared at him in disbelief. "We just found out 27 packets of cocaine and heroin and god knows what other stuff and you want ice cream?" He smirked at me, eyes dancing in amusement. "Are you suggesting that we have drugs instead?" "I am not suggesting anything of that sort!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms heavenwards. "The least you could do is be a bit considerate. I am scared the shit out." Colton turned to me and encircled his arms around my waist. I huffed, pulling away but he didn't loosen his grip, and instead, it tightened. "Racheal, how about we have ice cream and t

Ayye, you ready? Are you ready!?? -- Chapter 19 - You can hold it if you want. ~~~ Saturday was a beautiful day. And I woke up with a huge grin on my face. Not. Instead, I was woken up by my annoying brother who was playing 'Turn down for what' at the highest volume, I bet people in Africa could hear it. I was surprised our neighbors, a couple of 40-something hadn't banged on our doors threatening to kill us if we didn't stop the racket. They were completely against technology or any new trend, they would be good Luddites. I pulled a pillow over my ear, groaning lightly. "Joseph turns down that damn volume" I shouted, my voice drowning in the song. I gritted my teeth, this is definitely not a good way to wake up that too on a holiday. "Mom, tell Josh to shut up!" After receiving no reply and the song continuing to play at the highest volume, I stood up furiously. "MOM!" No reply. "Mother! Ma! Amma! Mummy! Momma! MOM!! Omma!" I stamped downstairs angrily. I could only imagine