Vega POV.If there was ever a time the slow-motion music walk should be used, this was it. I could already hear that song "I'm so fancy" playing in my head.I made a show of getting out of Andrianna's car cause why not. The makeover had turned out great. I kept my curls, detoxed, got my nails done, and got new clothes and shoes, the weather was looking great, and I could already see myself winning the money. Facts. I was wearing a black crop top, with black shorts, and high boots. I preferred the getup because being in a dress just didn't work for me, except if it was a very formal gathering. Andrianna grinned as she took in our audience, she was in a yellow print dress, a darker shade of heels in the same color, with a purse to match. Jake was the last to come out, but he came out looking like a billion dollars CEO, and all smooth edges. I think we made an awesome pair. The crowds kept staring at us, and it was a new sort of attention that was a bit unnerving, I didn't think I chan

Zach's POVAwkward was the best way to describe the atmosphere. I didn't like Noah getting all in her space which was borderline fucked up. But I couldn't help the horrible feeling that pumped through my chest. I didn't even like her. Why should I care if she was smiling like the entire universe was alight just because she saw Noah? That smile tho. It was too dangerous. Too infectious. I couldn't stand it. I think it was safe that she was directing it at Noah and not me."I thought I'd never see you again" she murmured into his shirt before pulling away. Were those fucking tears glazing in her eyes? And why did her voice have to go so shaky, making me wish that I could soothe whatever ache she was feeling? This was so pathetic. I clenched my fist, this was not me at all. I didn't care how anyone felt, especially not her. Noah smiled like he'd won a lottery ticket. "I know right. This feels like destiny doesn't it".Destiny? Could he be more cringe? Vega seemed to be buying the whole d

Vega diced the fruit, her eyes cutting at Zach who worked on cutting the vegetables, working because he was sweating buckets, yet moving at a snail's pace. He shook the hair out of his face, concentrating on the task before sighing in frustration."I thought you said lunch together, not cooking a meal" he grumbled. Vega rolled her eyes. "You'll never appreciate the chefs if you don't cook your meals. Besides, cooking is fun." Zach's shoulders slumped making her giggle. She watched him struggle to arrange the vegetables, before carefully slicing them. Oh well, this lunch was going to take forever, Vega sighed at the same time he did."Gosh, my neck killing me". He complained, looking miserable."That's because you're too strung up. Put in more effort. I won't help you out, got that, so you..." Her phone pinged, halting her speech. She answered the call.She smiled, holding a finger up to silence Zach's protest."Hey, Noah." Over the phone. "where are you?""I am with Zach, we're makin

ZACH POV.I stared straight at my food because the atmosphere was always stifling whenever my parents forced me to eat breakfast with them and the wisest action to take was to avoid their gazes because once I made eye contact, it was like a code for them to start their condemnation and digging. Their gaze dug into me and anxiety in the form of stones lodged in my throat making me sweat until I couldn't take it anymore. I looked up at them, meeting their intense stare square on and bracing myself for whatever they were going to throw at me.Noah was also playing around with his food, his face scrunched up in a frown.Mom- Chloe was the first to break the silence. "You came home looking happy last night, and one of the maids told us they saw you doing some research on one of your projects last night," she said and I sneered, unable to help myself."Now you have the maids spying on me, you should just hire a private investigator to follow me around all day then".Mom glared and the look

Vega POV.It is not normal, I repeat I do not feel normal because the plan I'd drawn up never involved spending half of my freaking day thinking about Zach. I wasn't even looking at my professor anymore, instead, I spend half of my lecture craning my neck and looking to see if Zach would do something as cliche as showing up to pick me up from class... Yup, I'm a hopeless romantic."Ugh, this is so frustrating!" I said then froze as the class quieted and I was staring straight at the hot professor, at least this time I had his attention, but this was not what I was aiming for. "Miss Vega, if you feel that my class is frustrating, I think you'll do yourself a favor and leave instead of spreading your negativity" he chastised and I want to disappear off the face of the earth. I got to my feet, an explanation forming in my cranium. "No, it wasn't your lecture... I was..." I said knowing I sounded lame in my defense as he stared at me with a raised brow."So you're saying you weren't pay