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Chapter Two

NATASHA'S POV I scoffed and turned away quickly as I left him at the door and made my way into the living room. I was just trying to hide my cheeks which were probably as red as tomatoes, and trying to hide my embarrassment as well. “No…I'm not…why would I…my bottle of perfume fell to the ground as I tried to get up. That's why I smell like perfume.” I said, stuttering. I heard him chuckle behind me as he walked in and closed the door behind him. “Uh uh, if you say so.” He said. His voice told me he didn't believe me one bit. God, Nat…what were you thinking? He's definitely laughing at me right now. I had a crush on him…would he think I'm stupid? Would he laugh his ass out with his friends? The stupid fat girl who's just a charity case is in love with him? I cringed and sighed mentally. Why did I always do this? Make up fake scenarios in my head to hurt my feelings? It didn't stop it from hurting less if they eventually happened. But this was good. It would stop me from dev

Chapter One

NATASHA'S POV My first day of school in Delengade should have been enough to warn me that it was a brutal place to be in but I didn't listen. I was so sure I could cope, that I could do it, especially after I met him. Peter Bryce Melton. The richest kid in Upper Class Delengade. Peter had been abroad all his life with his grandmother, and he finally returned to Delengade for college. Weird, right? Why would I want to return here when I was in Europe? I assumed he just missed having someone to bully. I thought he was like all the rest of them. But he was different. The first time we met, was when our gazes met across the hallway from each other and from then on, our relationship blossomed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was trying to figure out the assignment Mr Melton, Peter's uncle, gave in class when my phone rang. The caller ID read Peter, I smiled and answered the call. “Hey, watermelon.” He teased me. I rolled my eyes and snorted. “You know, that's really ju

Chapter Three

NATASHA'S POV I ignored Piper and Bart’s teasing looks as I pulled Peter to my room with me. I let them know their lunch was in the kitchen. I noted they got back before mom today. She must have some emergency in school again. Hopefully, it wasn't something serious like the last time. Before Patty's death, she had been so absent minded a lot of times, and she seemed like something was bothering her. She came home late and left even earlier the next day. At first, I thought she was sick or something. Later, we found out it was a student at school…her best student, but apparently he was being abused at home by his step mom, not just physically…yep, sexually too. It was so messy and Mom had been so worried, that's why she had looked so worried and out of touch with things. It was sweet that she was that concerned about her students and I was relieved it wasn't something like her health. The boy was fine now and was living with a good family and being taken care of. “Your sibling

Chapter Four

NATASHA'S POV I frowned as I debated whether to take the call or not. The last time we talked was when we had an argument because she was suddenly close to Sasha. When I confronted her, she said she was only doing it for me and because Sasha promised to help her find out about her parents. And then she told me Sasha would like to apologize for what she did to me. I reluctantly followed her back to their spot where she hung out with her minions and other elites. Sasha did apologize. She looked genuinely remorseful and she even promised to help me prove Meredith killed Patty. That was two weeks ago, I hadn't gotten any news or seen either of them since then. When I told Peter, he simply told me to stay away from Sasha. According to him, they grew up together. I finally took the call. “Hey, bestie.” She chirped. I grimaced. Could I still call her that though? She sounded happy. Did Trent buy her another set of clothes or jewelry? Probably, it was surprising that they were sti

Chapter Five

NATASHA'S POV Layla's car was packed outside my house two weeks later for Sasha's party. Peter had insisted that I shouldn't go but he wasn't around, and Layla wasn't having that. Peter's grandma was sick and Peter had to rush back to Europe to see her. Which meant he was faraway. Why had it been so convenient? I hated that he had to leave me. But his grandma was important to him and I couldn't be selfish. I was going to be okay till he got back, Sasha and her minions weren't bullying me anymore. And like she said, the past two weeks, she made it a personal mission to kick out or beat up any elites found bullying subs. She had really changed so I felt more confident about attending this party of hers. Besides, Layla was going to be there and I was happy about attending my first party. And in Sasha's house! Layla brought over a dress for me the other day and made me swear to wear it. It was a little shorter than what I would normally wear and it was spaghetti strapped. I tho

Chapter Six

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PRESENT DAY NATASHA'S POV I took a deep breath as I walked into my class, wondering how my first day would be like. My name is Natasha and this is where my story begins. Delengade College. Before Peter, before my near death and before revenge became my only goal. I looked around frantically looking for a place to seat, my head churning with different thoughts, like the man at the administrative office, Layla and other things. I ended up taking a seat in front but I am barely sitting down when someone dragged me out of the chair and threw me across the room. I landed on the floor with a loud bang and my head banged across a table hard. I practically saw stars as I held back the urge to cry out. I picked myself as quickly as I could grateful that they weren't many students in class yet. Just a girl with red hair sitting on the seat I was just thrown out of and a boy who looked like freaking John Cena standing beside her. He must be the one who thre

Chapter Seven

NATASHA'S POV The student looked away immediately, his face striken with fear and irritation. He whispered into the ears of the guy beside him and in seconds, they all stopped chattering and going through their phones. Who was he? How did he command such respect? “Who's he?” I mouthed at Patty. She leaned in and whispered into my ear. “He's a Melton.” My brows furrowed in confusion. A Melton? The only Meltons left were Peter and his grandmother. “ Is there another Melton in Delengade?” I asked her. She shook her head as we watched him walk to the front of the class. “I'll explain later. He's very strict.” She whispered and leaned away from me. I sat up straighter and fixed my eyes on the teacher. I watched, amused as every one of the students sat straighter and I even saw fear creep onto some of their faces. “Good morning, students. Are there any new students present today?” He asked. I grimaced and remained on my seat. He meant Elites, not subs like me.

Chapter Eight

NATASHA'S POV“That's really sad.” I said.“And I really enjoyed his class.” I said again as I took in the surroundings.It didn't look haunted at all. Just a normal apple tree and outgrown grasses all around.The only weird thing was probably how the backyard looked out of place in a building as luxurious as Delengade.Even backyards in most middle class homes didn't look this plain and drab.“I'm glad you did. We'll probably not have any other classes today.” Patty said, drawing my attention back to her.“Huh?” I asked, confused.She shrugged as she opened her bag and started to search through it.“Why did you think there wasn't much to cover in the notes I lent you?”She finally dug her phone out of her back and started to go through it.An S series Samsung? How did she even get her hands on such a phone? My eyes widened.My phone was so bad I was ashamed to take it out in public. Hell, I even forgot I had one most of the time.She wasn't acting like it was a big deal though, she w

Chapter Nine

I sat down again, feeling like the wings got knocked out of my sails. “So, what's the use then? Of coming here? I spent so long dreaming about coming and now I'm here and…” I trailed off not knowing what to say. “Hey, come on. It's not that bad.” Patty said as she moved closer to me and took my hands in hers. “How are things not that bad? This isn't even a school! Who the hell built this town!” I exclaimed with a shake of my head. Before any of us could say anything more, two elites _ you could tell from their clothes and skin tone _ appeared at the backyard. A guy and a girl. They ignored us as usual except for a ‘get out of here’ glare from the girl. Before either Patty or I could react, the boy pushed her up against the tree and they started straight on necking. No small start, like a slow kiss so they could gradually get into it. Nope, they just skipped all the levels and went straight to devouring each other. Grossed out and pissed about everything Patty just told me, I h

Chapter Ten

NATASHA'S POV We sat there for God knows how long just staring and it was finally Patty who broke the silence, continuing from where we left off like we hadn't been quiet for so long. “You're thinking too much. Yes, it sucks to be a sub but I don't think they would do all that just to trap us here.” She said. I let out a sigh as I smiled sadly. “All I can think about is how stupid it was to have dreamed about a better life.” I laughed again. Maybe I was going crazy. What other explanation is there? Nothing made sense at the moment. “I've had enough for today. I just want to go home.” I said. I frowned. “I wonder if Layla's having a different day.” I said. Patty shrugged. “She might. Some courses have more serious professors and less lazy and annoying elites and if she's lucky, she might meet a nice one.” She explained. I scoffed. “I doubt there's such a thing as a ‘nice’ elite. Besides, Layla hates elites to the core. There's no way she'd be friends with any of them.” P

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