Novel & Cerita Class 09 Nicole

His youngest is two and his name is Issac. After I hug them I give Matthew a hug, along with his wife Felicity and Tori's husband Nathan. After we are all done saying our hellos I stand next to Nic, who my family just noticed. "Who is this Dani?" My mom asks as she goes over to Nic. Nic shakes his hands with my family before he introduces himself. "I'm Michele Rosi, Ms. Jones's boss," Nic introduces himself with his fake name he used when we first met. "It's a pleasure to meet you," mom smiles, "do you have work this week?"

She somehow found a temple I’ve been searching for ages. She’s special. I hate that about her. There’s something magical about her that’s going to make it more difficult for me to rip Caleb from her grasp. I must though. Without hearing it, I know her name. Nicole. Nicole is my enemy. I will defeat her. “I don’t think I can just kill her,” I say. “Though I wish to. I think that might push Caleb even further away. I think if I do that, I’ll lose him for good.”

Behind her, I heard something letting out a whistle. "Wow. You’re hot. And you said that you look horrible but I say you’re hot." Nico grinned at me and winked. I have to fight the urge not to laugh when my mother’s face turned into a scowl. "Oh um...I forgot to introduce you to my friends. They are-" "Nico Pierce, Gabrielle Xyler, and Kevin Roark. I'm a fan of The Pandorgriff." I admitted and smiled at them. Genuinely.

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.

I’d seen it once — in a photo in Eden, my moms old shoebox, the one with all the people she’d hated or fucked or both. Sabrina, age seventeen. Standing next to Caleb. Smiling with a hand on his chest like she didn’t realize what it looked like. Maybe she did. Maybe she’d been trying even back then. Now she was wearing that same skirt again. No tights, legs smooth, no single shame. I didn’t say anything. I just walked in behind her and reached for the coffee. I made sure to press in close, chest against her back, bare thigh brushing hers. She froze but stepped away.

"She couldn't even resist, and was trying to make it seem as though I was the one falling. I played along though." Nicole laughed, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "I knew it," she said, her voice full of conviction. "Call Pedro, and give him the update. She's not going to know what hit her." I nodded, pulling out my phone to dial Pedro's number. As I waited for him to answer, Nicole leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Let's take her down, Aston. Let's show her what we're made of."

He stayed still and when he glanced at them a big smile spread on his face. Nicole walked Anna to the Dean's office just like she had said. "Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm Nicole Bellion, I'm in my sophomore year. I met Drake and his friends in my freshman year, then they were in their sophomore year. I was crushing on Brad before I became friends with Drake which gave me the opportunity to also become friends with Brad and then at the end of my freshman year, Brad asked me to be his girlfriend" she giggled and Anna smiled.

“It’s amazing to have someone like you championing me.” “You earn your stripes, make no mistake.” She smiles sweetly. I continue—onto the much more delicate portion of her equilateral triangle. “Three… Brains, beauty, sensitivity and everything else you have going on, Nikki St. Claire, represent the complementary DNA to combine with mine. For my child.” Her jaw drops. In slow-motion. Her eyes widen. Her mouth opens. No words come out.

She stared at me with a frown on her face, she stared at the very empty seat beside her and then at me. I ignored her like I had no idea what she was trying to tell me. The food was served and everyone had started eating but Nicole was nowhere to be found. I couldn’t stop looking at the stairs as I ate, so I was the first one to know l when she was coming downstairs. She was putting on a very bright red dress that accentuated her curves with low heels, her hair was curled at the side and she looked fucking perfect. I watched without taking my eyes off her as she took the stairs slowly like she had no worry in her.