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The Morning After.

(BACK TO PRESENT DAY) (6.00 am. OCTOBER 01-2025) (KAIRA'S POV) I woke up to a goodbye note from Mum and a faint memory of her kissing my forehead while I slept. “She and Tom left for Fiji by 5 this morning”, according to the note, “she also hopes I'll get along with my stepbrother and she loves me more than anything in the world.” It was a great way to have me begin the day thinking of Slade Horton even though I had gone to bed last night, praying I wouldn’t. I got ready for school, wishing I could spend my day in bed, without seeing him. But deep down I knew that I longed to. Would I get to see him before school, or at school as his usual jerk self. My thoughts came crashing down when I opened my door to find him, right outside. "Finally." He sighed. He had been leaning against the wall, scrolling through his phone which he now slipped in to his pocket. “What are you doing here?” I asked. "Waiting for you. We need to have breakfast, then leave for school. Co

The New Guy.

(KAIRA'S POV) I walked hurriedly to my class, even intentionally missing my intended locker stop. But those eyes never left. They remained pinned on me wherever I went. Only when I was seated in class, did I bring out my phone to check social media. "No no no no no." I whispered to myself. My hands were trembling so much that my phone shook too. Pictures from the wedding were trending with large numbers. I tapped on the top trending picture and my breath caught. It was a picture of Slade and I, on the dance floor. Staring at it made the whispers around me disappear. It was like I became sucked into my phone. The picture looked perfect. I looked perfect … we looked perfect. I tapped the comment section and there were so many comments talking about me. Some were great, some were bad, some were jealous. "Who does she think she is?" one comment read. "She's just the help's daughter." Another one: "She's actually pretty though." But a lot of them were calling us the perfect Ho

Proud Of You.

(KAIRA'S POV) "I'm not a Horton," I muttered through clenched teeth. But the girl staring back at me in the mirror looked very much like one. Perfect hair. Perfect makeup. Perfect dress. Perfection. I was brought to this classy hotel as the regular Kaira. Now I had light makeup, lush hair, and a beautiful beige dress that looked far too expensive. I grabbed my purse and burst out of the room, scared of looking at the mirror any second longer. But then I walked right into Slade and lost my balance. His arms caught me before I hit the floor. Cool. Musky. Familiar. For one suspended second, everything stilled. My hands pressed against his chest. His breath stirred my hair. The world narrowed to the space between us. "Are you alright?" His deep voice made me pull myself out of his embrace. "Yes. I'm alright, thank you." I clutched my purse, biting my lower lip as I stepped back. It had suddenly become too quiet, the air around us tense and insufficient. I couldn't sto

Cold Water.

(SLADE'S POV) Makaira barely glanced at Shelly and me before carrying on upstairs. I watched her until she disappeared. "What's wrong? You're not kissing me!" Shelly stepped back with a pout. Her eyes dropped to the bouquet in my hand and she gasped. "Did you get me those?" "No, Shelly." She frowned. "Are they for Kayla?" "It's Kaira. Why did you come over without telling me?" Her face went white. "I wanted to see you." She said as she walked towards me slowly. "Don’t do it again.” She stopped. Then nodded. "But I want to spend time with you, Slade. It’s been ages since—." "I'm tired, Shelly. Some other time." I said lazily, starting for the stairs, but I could hear her heels coming after me. I sighed as she appeared in front of me. "Wait." She said, heaving like she had just run a marathon. Her hand was held out to me and then she pressed it against my chest, her lips forming a seductive pout that I was familiar with. "Does this mean you don't want to spend the evening w

The Video.

(KAIRA'S POV) Slade Horton was supposed to be single. At least, that was what every teen magazine claimed. So, apparently, that was all we knew. Which meant he probably wanted to keep whatever he had with Shelly McKenzie a secret. How despicable of him to have kissed me at the lake house. The annoying part was that I cared. I shouldn’t have. But somehow, the thought of Slade secretly dating Shelly kept crawling back into my head. Even this morning. As if I didn’t have bigger problems. My phone had been smashed. I hadn’t spoken to Mum in over twenty-four hours. Half the school was probably waiting to see what the new Horton girl would do next. But apparently, my brain had decided Slade Horton and his Barbie-doll girlfriend were today’s emergency. I got ready for school dreading him but I felt disappointed when I didn’t see him at my door. Instead, a tall middle-aged man with silver hair was waiting. "Good morning, Miss Kaira. I hope you slept well." He greeted warmly. "Go

The Hidden Lab.

(BACK TO KAIRA'S POV) "Of all the people on this earth to touch me, it had to be the help." “I’m terribly sorry, Shelly.” I clasped my hands together before searching through my bag. “I have a napkin and we can go to the bathroom and—" "Oh, drop the act, you snake!" Shelly snapped at me. I didn't know it was possible for the room to become even more silent. Everyone was holding their breaths. Shelly took a menacing step forward that made me move backwards. Goosebumps rose on my skin. I remembered middle school. The girl Shelly made eat a lizard. "Tell me, do you think I'm a fool like you?" Her voice was low but her eyes were searing. "I'm not stupid. You did this intentionally so that I can have a bad day like you're having." She bent over with a pout on her face that didn't match the annoyance in her eyes. I looked into her eyes. "I'm really sorry. It was an accident." "Oh, shut up!" Her voice was harsh, loud and sharp, and it bounced right off the walls. She leaned in. Her

Nothing From You.

(KAIRA'S POV) "Kaira!" I Immediately became glued to the spot and my eyes wandered around in search of whoever called my name. And I saw him. Cameron. Headed towards me with his hand on his chest as he breathed heavily. "Why are you always running away immediately after classes end?" He asked breathlessly. "Seriously.” “Sorry.” I offered. “That’s too many books you’re holding and why are you staring at me like I have a second head?" "Um…" I found my tongue. "I just… I'm surprised you're talking to me." Cameron frowned. "Why?" I glanced around and sure enough I had people looking at me. “Well, I- it’s just—“ “Come on, let me walk you and get your number so we can talk better?" He said with a warm smile. He wanted my number, which meant he wanted to get acquainted? Maybe friends? My excitement became short lived when I remembered. "My phone is bad. I'm going to the gadgets store this evening." "Yeah, that bitch smashed your phone." Cameron muttered under his breath. "Fin

The Former Neighbors.

(KAIRA'S POV) I watched the car drive off, feeling like it was leaving with a huge chunk of my heart. I could still smell Slade around me and maybe that's why I didn't want to move. It helped me jog back, helped me replay the way his eyes looked so sad that it almost took me back to the first day I saw ever saw him. And there was this finality in the way he drove off that caused my stomach to fall. I stood there for some seconds and then steadied my books with my knee, before walking out of the parking lot. I had told him off, for the second time today and I thought I would feel good about it, after he left. But I didn’t. Instead, it was the same feeling I got when I told him in the lab that he caused everything. One moment I was feeling victorious about telling him off and then, I had a sick feeling right after that. "He couldn't even give a proper apology!” I huffed as I took the familiar left turn that led to a shortcut to my former home. I could glance at it

The Shortcut.

(KAIRA'S POV) Who knew a shortcut I was so familiar with could turn so scary in a moment. I could hear them coming after me, loud and heavy steps echoing through the lonely area. They were fast runners because even though I got a head start, they appeared in no time. I let out the loudest scream I could, just before one of them grabbed me into his arms. My screams turned into muffled cries and so I sank my teeth into his palm—but to my disappointment, he didn't let go. He was in pain, though. "Son of a bitch!" He cursed with a deep groan. It was Brent, and he was looking at me like he wanted to grab my neck. "What?" Corbin ran forward, glanced at us and started to move around, eyes surveying the area. My heart raced even harder than before. "She bit me!" Brent growled angrily at me. Then he grabbed me and shook me hard, all the while keeping me from screaming. "I always knew that you were so feisty. Going around acting like you were a good girl—" "That's enough, Brent. We have

20. [SPECIAL CHAPTER 2]

(THIRD PERSON’S POV) “Don’t stop here, Penny!” Shelly exclaimed, leaning closer to the windshield. “Shelly, I love you, but I am not driving up that dusty, creepy road because we’re trailing Slade Horton!” Her friend, Penelope Gavin, said with a frown. “But we have to!” Shelly insisted, her bright blue eyes twinkling in full panic. “How else will we find out where they went?” Penny let out a deep sigh before running her fingers through her straight ebony hair. “Shelly, we don’t know that this Kaira girl is with Slade.” “Of course she is!” Shelly snapped. “Layla saw them together in the parking lot. Stop wasting my time, Penny. Drive on!” “But—” “You can at least pretend that a one-month-old Audi A5 is not as important as your lifelong friendship.” Shelly rolled her eyes as she spoke, and Penny bit her own inner cheek. “This is not about the car,” she muttered, but she stepped on the gas and continued driving up the deserted-looking road. It was one of those back routes that Pi

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