Ayla.
"Ayla Rose, 9." Mr, Cooper reads out and I internally squeal, it was always great to get a top grade in one of my classes.
As sir continues to read out grades I quickly text Bri telling her what grade I got, I couldn't help it I was happy and proud of myself.
"Ryder Costello, 9." I glance at Ryder and smile softly, it had been a few days since I went to his house. Nothing's changed and I don't know why I expected it to.
"Miss Rose and Mr Costello you both have achieved the highest grades for the first exam. Well done, keep it up!" I smiled at sir and received one back. I looked at Ryder who seemed to be unfazed and ready to leave.
A couple minutes later the bell rings and we leave for lunch. I meet up with Bri and we choose to sit in the hallways as the rain was too heavy for us to go outside. Thank god I wore a thick jumper and trousers, I was warm and cozy.
Looking to my right I see Chloe, this time Bri referred to her as Cambridge Academy's very own Regina George. She took advantage of the fact that we had no uniform prancing around in mini skirts and tiny tops. I don't blame her, she's got a pretty figure so why not flaunt it? However her heels surprisingly within the limit of 4 inches were bright pink and evil to the human eye. God those things were vibrant.
She gave me a dirt making me look back to my book.
She appears in front of me and I cringe knowing she was about to insult me. "You're outfit is god awful, did you not look in the mirror before you left?" She remarks and I immediately regret even sitting here. "This is why I don't get along with girls here, you all dress horribly!" She speaks again.
"Aww at least she doesn't feed off male validation, and no the reason why you don't get along with girls here is because you're either projecting your insecurities onto them or hooking up with their man. Now go be a pick me somewhere else" Bri comes to my rescue and I almost burst out laughing, she had a way with words. Chloe's mouth dropped and everyone had begun laughing. I felt a little bad but hey if you're gonna be mean be prepared for the consequences.
"Don't waste your time on bullshit, come, Chris is looking for you." I hear Ryder say to Chloe as he approaches the hallway. I fight the urge to roll my eyes and then notice he had Ellie glued to his side. It was no surprise girls were all over Ryder, he's a handsome guy.
Its a shame his personality is shit.
"Ayla the rains cleared lets go." She links our arms and we walk outside. We went to our usual spot, the willow tree on the south side of the school. Luckily the bench wasn't too wet and I used a couple tissues to clear off any water. Once sat I took out my snacks and began conversating wit Bri about our shopping trip on Saturday.
"Thank you Bri, for backing me." I said as she ate her sour gummies.
"No one speaks to my Ayla like that. But I do wish you would speak up to her then again you're to nice and shy to do that." I nodded, she was right I needed to stick up for myself but the truth is Ryder had lowered my confidence so much that I cant even speak to a person without thinking that they'd hate me like Ryder does.
"I know Bri but I'm too scared." I said and leaned into her, she kisses my forehead and hugged me tight. "Babe why did you let that bastard lower your self esteem." She asked, she obviously knew that he ruined my confidence.
"I don't know." I said quietly and before she could reply the bell rang. "I've got business so I'll have to go to block one." I say and dust off any crumbs. "I have Sociology in block one too so I'll drop you off." She says and we make our way to lesson.
Once I'm in class I hurry to the back, fortunately this class didn't have a seating arrangement. Hopefully no one will bother me here.
I doodled on my notebook and watched as more people came in.
Then he came in, I closed my eyes hoping I was hallucinating. He couldn't be in another one of my favourite classes. Opening my eyes to see he was still there heart dropped.
I sighed in relief as I realised his friends weren't here. They weren't that bad but at least I only had to deal with Ryder.
He caught my eyes and smirked devilishly. I inhaled deeply and braced myself, ready for what was about to come. He walked towards me and you know what he did?
He sat next to me.
'Lord give me strength and sanity.' I shuffled about feeling uncomfortable. He chuckled and I smiled, his laugh was beautiful. But it stopped, it was as if he caught me smiling and stopped.
"Don't smile. " I heard him say rather annoyed and angry, I knew he hated my smile. I exhale as his eyes hold me hostage preventing me from looking away.
"Don't look at me like that." His tone was angry and as if was resisting something.
Shaking my head I averted my eyes to the teacher who had started the lesson.
"Hi everyone, welcome to business studies. My name is Miss Morgan and I've been teaching here for quite a while both of your past teachers have told me that you all should be a pleasure to teach. Now I want to do a little bonding. Were all going to say our names and something about ourselves. Lets start with me, as you know my name is Miss Morgan, other than teaching I own a café with my husband. Next." The attention was passed to a boy, his hair is a brown ginger and I was obsessed! I always wanted to dye my hair that kind of colour but I just know I wont be able to maintain it at all.
"Hi my names James and I just moved from Spain." Wow, I loved Spain, mum and dad always went for little getaways but obviously I never joined as it was a romantic getaway from me.
Everyone did their intros, I actually found out things about my peers so this wasn't too bad of an ice breaker. That was until it came to me, I became restless as everyone turned to me. Blushing from the attention I begin talking.
"Hi my names Ayla and um-" I tried to think of something interesting but an impatient person spoke over me. "My names Ryder and I've got no siblings." I looked at him and he scoffed. "Its not that difficult." He said degradingly and leaned back into his seat.
I fought the urge not to cry, he always embarrassed me in front of everyone.
He was the last person so miss started teaching and giving us tasks to do.
As the end of the lesson approached we began packing our things. "Right so usually there is financial exam and presentation but this year I'm pairing you guys up to create a business, an actual business that you have to present to investors. The ideas will be graded and that's pretty much it. Please make sure to give your all and be as creative as possible because this grade is fifty percent of your final grade. Also I'm picking the pairs because you guys need to learn how to work with different people. When you get older you will have to work with all sorts of people not just your friends." The class groaned but I was fine with it, she was right we need to learn how to communicate with other people.
"Okay, Georgia and Harry, Aliyah and Mason, Zara and Brian, Zaynah and Milly, James and Safia." She paused and I looked around at who was left. Oh no, it was just me and Ryder left. No god please, no, I couldn't work with him, I'd rather die.
"Ayla and Ryder."
Oh god.
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Ayla.Today was Friday and usually I love Fridays, you know since it's the weekend but knowing that I'm going to have Ryder in business class again is already ruining me day. Miss Morgan told us that where we are sitting now is our permanent seat.I honestly couldn't be happier sitting next to Ryder.Note the sarcasm.Anywho I finished making breakfast for me and my dad, mum was still asleep and we were just talking about how the first batch of food was to be served on Costello Airlines today.Alaia was the name of all the restaurants dad owned, he named them after mum because he loved her and her food. And yes it was very adorable of him to do that, I mean imagine having four successful restaurants named after you and dedicated to you, must be nice.I could tell he was nervous, who wouldn't be? His food was being served on a major airline , and so to make him feel better I made him my famous salted caramel coffee. I'm quite proud of it, not bragging or anything but everyone who has t
Ayla.It was an hour before noon and I had just woken up, I had to get ready and go to Bri's by half twelve since we were going out. I was excited, regardless of how Ryder felt. I have no idea why he felt the need to restrict me from going out, as if he has any authority over me. Also when I told Bri all hell broke loose, she was furious, going on about how he couldnt control me and all that. She wasnt wrong, she rarely is ever wrong.I went downstairs and made myself a small cup of coffee. Glancing out the window I see my dads car absent from the driveway. I figured he had gone to work and mum was either sleeping or doing an afternoon shift at the daycare center. Mum was a enigmatic woman, she could literally do it all, and even though she had the means to be provided for she never allowed herself to stay at home, well as long as I was eight. Mum loved working, she's done it all, receptionist, PA, barista, waitress, retail and her personal favourite- childcare.I whipped up some panc
Ayla. It was Monday and I was standing in my kitchen staring at the wall. Today would probably be my last day on earth. No matter how badly I wanted to stay home I had to go in. This was my last year in Cambridge academy and I wanted to make the most of it. Also my attendance is always 100% and I'd like to keep it that way. I whinged and chewed on my toast feeling like absolute shit. With my coffee in hand I went upstairs and got ready for my funeral, perhaps if I wore some colour it wouldn't be as depressing. It was quite cold so I threw on a white shirt and a baby pink sweater on top. I brushed my hair and quickly washed my face as well as brushing my teeth. I wasn't bothered to put on too much makeup on so I just applied balm onto my lips and covered up any blemishes. Dad wanted to drive me to school because he was going to the Alaia restaurant in the city which was near campus, I was happy to take him up on is offer since I felt lazy. I got my things together and sat on my bed for
Ayla. I shivered as I walked through the kitchen, it was disgustingly cold today. Also the time was changing, meaning shorter days and longer nights. I hated winter, I mean the christmas period was beautiful but I absolutely hated going from warm, cosy sheets to cold, icy air. My recurring headache didn't help either, I just wanted to stay in bed and sleep until I didn't feel like ripping my eyeballs out of their sockets. Steeping some chamomile tea to help with my nerves I quickly make some pancakes for myself and my parents. Once I'm done eating I take a few meds for the ache and drink my tea. I didn't sleep all night, the tall, brooding Italian was clouding my thoughts, that and the overwhelming migraine. I went upstairs and got ready. I wore a tan long sleeved top with blue jeans. Although it was cold I was tired of wearing jumpers and hoodies. Placing a long comfy cardigan in my bag in case it got really cold I opted for some navy low heeled boots. After finishing my hair and f
Ayla. Waking up was hard, I only had a minimal amount of sleep because I was watching Suits. Its like when the episode ends with a cliffhanger my mind says 'I don't need sleep, I need answers!' That's my downfall because right now, getting out of bed was torture. Going downstairs I put the heaters on because it was seven degrees. My hate for the cold will never diminish, my nose and ears keep going red and my eyes always water when I'm out. I made myself hot chocolate and quickly made breakfast me and my parents. I loved making them breakfast, mum always told me she could do it but I liked doing things for my parents. They always take care of me and I love returning that care back. They come downstairs and mum looks unwell. "Mum are you okay?" I ask in worry, she was pale and looked weak. "Yes baby just a stomach bug." She says and I rush to the medicine cabinet to get lemsip and paracetamol. "Mama take them." I say and dad rubs her back. She nods while opening the lemsip and drinki
Ayla.The rest of the week flew by and today was Saturday. I hadn't seen Ryder that often because we have different lessons but I saw him once, walking with his friends. I'm sure I had English with him but either he wasn't in or he ditched class and went somewhere.Did I miss him? I asked myself that question often in the past week.I was ashamed to say I did, I missed him, but just a tiny bit.It was almost two in the afternoon and I was downstairs watching a telenovela with mum. We loved watching this specific one, the plot was riveting and me and mum had a huge crush on the lead actor. I finish the remains of my lunch and washed my plate as I noticed I had an hour to get ready and go to Ryder's. Today was a good day, chilly breeze but the sun was making an appearance so I was happy. I threw on a light sundress with some nude fur lined tights to keep me warm. It was still winter but I just wanted to make an effort. I wore a little makeup and made my lips pop with a barely there pink
Ayla. I sat up against the headboard of my bed thinking about the kiss I shared with Ryder. I never knew one kiss could leave me so puzzled, wondering what to make of it. I don't know what this means, do I like him? Does he like me? So many questions left unanswered. I sigh and shake my head wanting to rid myself of all of this. After he confessed that I apparently make him weak I remember scoffing and leaving. I make him weak? If I'm not wrong all these years he's been the one in control, he is the person who dominates me. How in the hell could I hate him but possibly think about him in any romantic way? Why did I once resent him but now almost yearn for his attention? My phone buzzes and I see that Bri sent me the location of the café we're supposed to meet at. I in no way wanted to leave my house today but I will never refuse to spend anytime with Bri. I haven't told her what happened, not because I don't want to but honestly because saying it out loud will make me acknowledge it
Ayla. I finish what's left of my breakfast and prepare a bowl of fresh fruit to take with me upstairs. I loved cold sweet fruit anytime of the day but I felt faint not having slept well so I hoped the sugar would give me energy. It was ten in the morning and my lesson was at half eleven, I cringe knowing I have business. How lovely. I feel sick to my stomach just thinking about class knowing I'd have to interact with him, I just had to be paired with him for this project. I cant even do it myself, these tasks require a partner. My heart twists thinking about him, knowing now that my feelings are active. I know he can be a good person, I need him to see that he can. I take off my pajamas and pull a beige sweater over my body pairing it with the co- ord bottoms it came with. My hair was bothering me and I didn't want it to get wet so I put it into a ponytail and I left the wisps of hair that refused to stay in place alone. Looking outside the window I smiled. The rain poured heavily,
Ayla. I pressed my palms together trying to create heat. Me and James had walked it to the house where the party is. We stood in front of a big villa-house. It was really pretty. The music penetrated through the walls and window of the the house. I felt a little anxious seeing how many people there are and was rethinking my decision of coming here. People were highly intoxicated as they scattered around the patio passed out. We went in and I felt out of place. I was more of a stay at home, read or watch a movie type of person. This was not what I was used to. The faint smell of weed wafted up my nose and I cringed, it smelt horrible. People held bottle of alcohol in their hands and danced freely. "I'm going to go say hello to Steve I'll be right back." I hear amongst the loud vulgar yet catchy lyrics of the song playing. He left into the crowd and I sat down on a sofa. After a minute or two I got up looking for the kitchen. I needed water or drink something to quench my thirst. I ha
Ayla. Walking through the cafeteria I slowly tell Bri all the events of yesterday. As expected, she was feeling loads of different emotions, shock, disgust and anger masked her face. "Who in gods name does he think he is to be treating you... My best friend like that!" She shouted catching some weird looks and in return giving them glares telling them to mind their business. Whilst I completely understand her reaction towards all of this I didn't want her to make a huge deal out of it. "Bri its okay you have nothing to worry about-" I reason with her until I'm cut off. "Listen Ayla. You don't deserve hum. He's a bast-" I slapped my hand on her mouth as gently as I could hoping she wouldn't say the horrible word coming next. "Bri!" I scolded, I didn't mind bad words but we were in a cafeteria and her screaming out a curse word would get us in trouble. Okay maybe I minded a little, I mean bastard is a strong word. "I don't care Ayla, that's the nicest cuss I have for him now, it can g
Ayla I yawned as I stretched my body before getting out of bed. I had my first two lessons in the morning and came home to nap. Although the nap was everything and more I regretted sleeping for three hours knowing how drowsy I'll be in my upcoming class. I just wanted to stay in bed and sleep all day. I put some eye drops in to refresh my eyes and spray my face with some glowy mist Bri recommended, I will not lie, it looks like I haven't even slept and my makeup is fresh. My last lesson was business and obviously I was dreading it, but today I'm planning to ask Miss Morgan if I can change partners. Hopefully she'll let me get with James or some other person, I didn't mind pairing up with anyone. Anyone but Him. I made myself a promise and I really want to stick to it. Ryder was like a drug, the most addictive kind, the one you know you shouldn't take but the few good moments make all the pain worthwhile. Taking a deep breath I sit at my vanity table and brush my hair. Touching up on
Ayla. I finish what's left of my breakfast and prepare a bowl of fresh fruit to take with me upstairs. I loved cold sweet fruit anytime of the day but I felt faint not having slept well so I hoped the sugar would give me energy. It was ten in the morning and my lesson was at half eleven, I cringe knowing I have business. How lovely. I feel sick to my stomach just thinking about class knowing I'd have to interact with him, I just had to be paired with him for this project. I cant even do it myself, these tasks require a partner. My heart twists thinking about him, knowing now that my feelings are active. I know he can be a good person, I need him to see that he can. I take off my pajamas and pull a beige sweater over my body pairing it with the co- ord bottoms it came with. My hair was bothering me and I didn't want it to get wet so I put it into a ponytail and I left the wisps of hair that refused to stay in place alone. Looking outside the window I smiled. The rain poured heavily,
Ayla. I sat up against the headboard of my bed thinking about the kiss I shared with Ryder. I never knew one kiss could leave me so puzzled, wondering what to make of it. I don't know what this means, do I like him? Does he like me? So many questions left unanswered. I sigh and shake my head wanting to rid myself of all of this. After he confessed that I apparently make him weak I remember scoffing and leaving. I make him weak? If I'm not wrong all these years he's been the one in control, he is the person who dominates me. How in the hell could I hate him but possibly think about him in any romantic way? Why did I once resent him but now almost yearn for his attention? My phone buzzes and I see that Bri sent me the location of the café we're supposed to meet at. I in no way wanted to leave my house today but I will never refuse to spend anytime with Bri. I haven't told her what happened, not because I don't want to but honestly because saying it out loud will make me acknowledge it
Ayla.The rest of the week flew by and today was Saturday. I hadn't seen Ryder that often because we have different lessons but I saw him once, walking with his friends. I'm sure I had English with him but either he wasn't in or he ditched class and went somewhere.Did I miss him? I asked myself that question often in the past week.I was ashamed to say I did, I missed him, but just a tiny bit.It was almost two in the afternoon and I was downstairs watching a telenovela with mum. We loved watching this specific one, the plot was riveting and me and mum had a huge crush on the lead actor. I finish the remains of my lunch and washed my plate as I noticed I had an hour to get ready and go to Ryder's. Today was a good day, chilly breeze but the sun was making an appearance so I was happy. I threw on a light sundress with some nude fur lined tights to keep me warm. It was still winter but I just wanted to make an effort. I wore a little makeup and made my lips pop with a barely there pink
Ayla. Waking up was hard, I only had a minimal amount of sleep because I was watching Suits. Its like when the episode ends with a cliffhanger my mind says 'I don't need sleep, I need answers!' That's my downfall because right now, getting out of bed was torture. Going downstairs I put the heaters on because it was seven degrees. My hate for the cold will never diminish, my nose and ears keep going red and my eyes always water when I'm out. I made myself hot chocolate and quickly made breakfast me and my parents. I loved making them breakfast, mum always told me she could do it but I liked doing things for my parents. They always take care of me and I love returning that care back. They come downstairs and mum looks unwell. "Mum are you okay?" I ask in worry, she was pale and looked weak. "Yes baby just a stomach bug." She says and I rush to the medicine cabinet to get lemsip and paracetamol. "Mama take them." I say and dad rubs her back. She nods while opening the lemsip and drinki
Ayla. I shivered as I walked through the kitchen, it was disgustingly cold today. Also the time was changing, meaning shorter days and longer nights. I hated winter, I mean the christmas period was beautiful but I absolutely hated going from warm, cosy sheets to cold, icy air. My recurring headache didn't help either, I just wanted to stay in bed and sleep until I didn't feel like ripping my eyeballs out of their sockets. Steeping some chamomile tea to help with my nerves I quickly make some pancakes for myself and my parents. Once I'm done eating I take a few meds for the ache and drink my tea. I didn't sleep all night, the tall, brooding Italian was clouding my thoughts, that and the overwhelming migraine. I went upstairs and got ready. I wore a tan long sleeved top with blue jeans. Although it was cold I was tired of wearing jumpers and hoodies. Placing a long comfy cardigan in my bag in case it got really cold I opted for some navy low heeled boots. After finishing my hair and f
Ayla. It was Monday and I was standing in my kitchen staring at the wall. Today would probably be my last day on earth. No matter how badly I wanted to stay home I had to go in. This was my last year in Cambridge academy and I wanted to make the most of it. Also my attendance is always 100% and I'd like to keep it that way. I whinged and chewed on my toast feeling like absolute shit. With my coffee in hand I went upstairs and got ready for my funeral, perhaps if I wore some colour it wouldn't be as depressing. It was quite cold so I threw on a white shirt and a baby pink sweater on top. I brushed my hair and quickly washed my face as well as brushing my teeth. I wasn't bothered to put on too much makeup on so I just applied balm onto my lips and covered up any blemishes. Dad wanted to drive me to school because he was going to the Alaia restaurant in the city which was near campus, I was happy to take him up on is offer since I felt lazy. I got my things together and sat on my bed for