جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 6

12 years later.The cold air of the morning hits me like a ton of bricks. I should have just slept unlike forcing myself to walk through the hallways of my torture chamber which is school and not only that I'm also late for my first class this morning. "Oh no! I'm going to be late "I scream into the open streets and run straight into the lamp post. All the books in my hands drop on the sidewalk and get soaked into the mud.Fate is really against me.Oh God please help me! I should have prepared much more earlier. "Hey four eyes! " A deep voice shouts behind my back. I resist the urge to turn but sadly his annoying voice is like music to my ears so I end up turning to my left and get sprayed with mud in my face. There are three things that I hate in this world: The meatloaf at our school cafeteria,the obnoxious cheerleaders at our school and......my biggest bully of all. H

I haven't slept a wink since the moment Hans and I started our really pathetic contract.There are only three conditions that I have to fufill before prom and that is tutor him ,peck his nasty cheek every day and make sure that every girl stays away from him.If I do these then he won't have to rat me out. Everytime I think of the way my lips felt against his skin makes my blood run cold.The way his green eyes were filled with amusement as I begged him not to do anything to embarrass me.He always tortures me but this is next level and I will probably die unhappy in my life. "Back to earth Max! "Olive snaps her fingers and I smile nervously because I wasn't listening to a word she was saying. "Were you even listening to what I was saying or you were just zoning out like usual,"she snaps at me "Trust me I wasn't doing that "I defend myself. I was just thinking of how what I'm going to do to save myself from the clutches of my bully but I leave that

The starting point of my second semester this final year at my high school has not been pleasant. My brain can't even try to pretend what I have gotten myself into. I slowly open my eyes and grab my glasses. The moment I lift my arms and stretch my legs, a jolt of pain courses through my body. My muscles feel so stiff like wood, and my nose is stuffed that I can barely breathe. I try to roll all over my bed, but it is useless. The last time I felt like this was in middle school.My sheets are drenched with my sweat, and my body is hot like a furnace. "Max!" my mother knocks on the door, and I open my mouth. "Come in," my voice sounds like I smoked a pack of cigarettes. My mother opens the door and frowns at me. I can't blame her. My legs are tangled in a web of sheets and blankets, and my hair is a complete mess. It is quite lengthy and curly, but it's worse today. All the moisture is sucked inside. "Sweetie, are