One Rule Don T Fall Novels & Stories

"Okay, I will go over the rules again. Rule number one— don't drink anything that doesn't come directly from me. Most of them are filled with drugs and stuff, especially alcohol. If someone offers you a glass of alcohol, just smile, shake your head and say no. No explanations. Just plain no, okay? " I nodded, absorbing every word like it was scripture. I had that urge to remind her that that was rule number two, but I kept my mouth shut. She leaned closer, her eyes boring into mine. "And yes, another rule. If someone dares to touch you, don't hesitate to call out for me. In fact, yell as much as you can. Loudly, Zerina. Got it? " Her eyes were sharp, fierce and for the first time tonight, I

Maybe I was the stupid one after all. Don’t fall for him. It was the first rule, the unspoken truth of this arrangement. And I was breaking it so fast it should’ve been illegal.

“We need to be on the same page if this is going to work. Justin’s eyes were a huge distraction for me. Sometimes they appeared blue, other times green. “And what exactly are these ‘ground rules’?” I asked, furrowing my brows and trying to push the unholy thoughts I had of Justin behind me. “Rule number one,” he began, his voice low and smooth. “No falling in love.” I rolled my eyes and snorted. “Please, Mr. Branson. The only thing I’m falling for is a glass of whiskey after this conversation.” I muttered. But did I have to say that though? He chuckled, a deep velvety sound that made my heart skip a beat. “We’ll see about that,” he murmured, his eyes glinting with amusement.

“Rule 1: always get back up. Remember, no one is ringing a bell to stop; one of you has to go, so if you fall, get back up immediately because the game is still on.” “Rule 2: don’t let your opponent back you into a corner, no one is going to blow a whistle to break you apart, and when you are in a corner, it’s game over. Your opponent has the upper hand, so always get out of a bad position and create distance.” “The last rule: Don’t die. No matter what, you don’t die, Dora.” “I’ll try not to, I still want to marry you,” I tease and he ignores, shutting me up in a very sexy way.

I thought about the way this boy walked into a room like it owed him money. I signed. He took his copy and folded it in half and shoved it in his bag. “Rule one,” he said. “You do not write about my family.” “I did not know you had one.” “Everyone has one.” He stood up. “Rule two. When we kiss on Saturday, you do not look at the cameras. You look at me. Or nobody will buy it.” “And rule three?” “Rule three,” he said, “is you do not fall for me.”

“Zach, she just humiliated the school's heartthrob and one of the school's top ten, and your saying she's on fire instead of shes in fire cause hell yeah she's gonna be getting em hates” “Wait… is this some high school cliche I thought we were past that”. “Well in this school..you aren't past anything you just annoyed the top 1 of the school”. “Top 1?..what's that”. Mira and Zach exchange glances. “You tell her” Zach said. “Well the school has a system, top 10 and 20…top 10 are the high class they rule the school and they make the rules only after Axel approves them. “And whose Axel??”

Ella “Hey, James. Did your closet finally lose a fight with a dumpster?” Laughter broke out behind me. I didn’t turn around. That was rule number one. Actually, it was the only rule that really mattered. Don’t react. Don’t engage. And whatever you do, don’t let them see it hurts. The hallway buzzed with the usual chaos of Monday morning. Lockers slammed. Someone shouted across the hall. A group of cheerleaders crowded around a phone, squealing about something. Normally all the noise blended together into one giant blur I could disappear into.

A message appeared beneath the photograph. ONE PENDANT. ONE AGREEMENT. ONE MIDNIGHT MEETING. COME ALONE, OR YOUR FRIEND DIES. My stomach dropped. “Ren,” I whispered. Dorian immediately reached for his phone. “Elias will find him.” I grabbed Dorian’s wrist. “No.” “Zaire, let me handle this.” “Every time you handle something, somebody ends up keeping secrets from me.” “This isn’t about secrets. It’s about getting Ren out alive.”

But I signed up for this, and I think I might as well do it. “Do I need to copy all of that?” “We'll provide you a copy of that. Oh, and we only have one rule that you must abide if you don’t want to fail at this,” Anna spoke, sounding more serious. “Oh, I’m sure I’ll abide by that. I’m doing well at abiding rules.” “Well, let’s see about that,” Valerie smirked. “So, what’s the rule?” “DON’T EVER FALL IN LOVE WITH HIM”

• RULE NUMBER 01: Don’t show off. Stay low key. • RULE NUMBER 02: Be yourself. Love your looks. • RULE NUMBER 03: Learn to keep your promises. • RULE NUMBER 04: Always be open for exceptions. • RULE NUMBER 05: Never befriend anyone of they didn’t talk to you first. • RULE NUMBER 06: Avoid being late. • RULE NUMBER 07: Always list down the important details. • RULE NUMBER 08: Never listen to Nathan’s nonsense statements.