บททั้งหมดของ The CEO and a High-Schooler - Part two: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Chapter - 1"I believed University would be so much better than High school and I could be independent. Believe me, it wasn't at all. I never ran late to school, even if I did, I got punishments like helping out the teachers, standing outside the classroom, picking litter around the school building, but I never had punishment like getting detention, suspension, or kneeling in front of seniors. Actually, the punishment is supposed to be learning from our mistakes, but here they're making us suffer for breaking the rules. In school, we had theory classes, physical education classes and my basketball practice. I never felt tired because of it. But here, we only have three hours of classes a day but I'm already feeling exhausted. In school, I had a test per week but here, they're giving us a test almost every day and to add to that, they're giving us assignments and seminars and worksheets. Woah! I don't even remember when I last slept peacefully. When I was in school, I'll do my assig

Isabella's pov;Arghhhh! Why does it hurt like hell?? I clenched my head tightly and groaned in my discomfort while I was walking to my class. I should have left early last night. I shouldn't have hung around when Gia asked me to. From the moment I woke up from bed, till now, it's been painful like torture. How many drinks did I have last night? Since it's been days that I got drunk myself, last night was a hell of night. Julian hit me on my shoulder and inquired, "What happened? Why do you look like someone who rose up from the grave?" "Headache. I think it's hangover from last night."He gave a flick on my forehead and mumbled, "Baby."Baby? I gave a stare and took my scarf which was tied up to my bag and draped it around his head and gripped it tightly.He yelled in pain, "Hey! What are you doing? It's hurting! Take it off…" I asked him while gripping the scarf around his head, "Can you feel how I felt?"While I was squeezing his head using my scarf, Carlos separated us and remo

Isabella's pov:In the car,The night sky was clear as the day, the moon shining brightly and illuminating a path for us. It was painted black, the same dark shade of purple as the night, but not quite as black. The wind blew gently and carried with it some of the last remnants of the sunset from hours before. A warm breeze rustled through my hair, making goosebumps break out on my skin. The ambience was silent, not a single sound to be heard except for the low rumbling of engines. I asked Mr Martinez, "Why is it so cold tonight?""If you brought up the window, it won't be anymore." He answered while driving the car."Where did you learn to do that?""What did I do?""The Sarcastic talk.""Probably from you." And he made a smirk at me.I let out a sigh and asked, "Have you ever thought about how fast the night changes? We were strangers by one night and now we're...""We are...?"I looked at Mr Martinez who was driving us to the house and answered, "Nothing." And continued to look o

Isabella's pov;At college,"You are supposed to be here at 7 am. Look at the time now. Why are you late?" Mr Davis questioned me when I entered his class.It's 7.10 am. It's just ten minutes. Why is Mr Davis shouting at me like this? If you want to send me to a detention room, just say so. Why are you shouting at me pointlessly? He gave me a bunch of keys and said, "Give this to Ms Hilton in the sports club." "Yes, Sir." To a sports club? The sports club is situated near the playground which is two stories away from this building. To make me walk a long distance, he could have sent me to the detention room in the first place. Today's the freshy contest day, it'll be fun today since it's my first freshy contest after joining here. I hope Jose gets first place for the contest. He didn't even say the song name he's going to perform. Why did he keep it a secret from me? I wonder which song he's going to play on the stage. Whatever the song is, I hope he wins. While I was on the way,

Isabella's pov; I came to Big Brother's house to see how yuyang is doing. Why does the house look deserted? No one was around but the door was wide open. Should I go in or should I just go back to Mr Martinez's house? Let's take a look inside since we came all the way and I'm too lazy to go back.When I entered the house, I walked to Yuyang's room and saw yuyang lying on the bed with a wet cloth on her head. She woke up when she heard me entering the room. "Bella"I closed the door behind me and sat down next to her.She asked me, "Bella? When did you come?"I said, "Just now. How are you feeling right now?" I placed my hand on her forehead and checked the temperature. "It looks like you're getting better.""I'm okay. But dad asked me to have this thing on my forehead for every hour." I laughed and said, "That's the thing bringing down your temperature." I looked around and asked her, "Are you home alone? Is nobody home?""Sammy was here. I think she'll be in the kitchen."(Sammy -