Ayla.
He removed his hand from the door and walked into the class chuckling as he sat down. I followed in his footsteps and made my way to the back taking my book out. After Sir had taken the register I went into a deep read completely forgetting my surroundings.
That was until the book was taken out of my hands and held in the air by Ryder.
I smiled at him not wanting to show how upset and annoyed I was, why wouldn't he just leave me alone?
"Can I have my book back please?" I asked politely as if he wasn't teasing me.
"You read some weird shit, honestly Ayla what the fuck is wrong with you?" My heart sank at his harsh tone. "I hope nothing is wrong with me, all I want is my book please." My voice faltered and I felt like crying because I noticed everyone was looking at me, I hated it. It was like the only time I got attention was when Ryder was teasing me.
"You're so fucking weak." He said maliciously and threw the book at me, I grabbed my things and rushed out of the class. I needed to be anywhere but here and the only place I could think of right now was the restroom. I got into a stall and sat there waiting to calm down.
It was like this every year, for seven years I've been taunted by him. I just wish I knew why, what did I do to receive this from him? I mean there was a theory but it wasn't the greatest. Nonetheless, when we were in year seven me and Ryder had befriended each other. I guess you could say I was the friend on the side, I helped him a lot, and he would always come to me when he needed advice, but I found Bria and eventually started to stray away from him. He had his own group of friends, and actually, he was quite popular but when he realised I had gotten closer to Bria he was angry at me. I never knew why but the last time he came to me was a disaster, he confessed he liked me and I didn't reply, how could I? I was a scared little girl who was afraid of boys because they were meant to have lurgies.
We completely distanced ourselves after that, well at least he basically stopped being friends with me. But that's basically my theory, he's mad at me for becoming closer to Bri
The bell rang and it was the first period, I internally screamed as I knew I Ryder was in the same class as me. Nevertheless, I made my way to class and breathed heavily as I walked up the stairs, I was out of shape but that didn't make me want to stop eating chips. Finally, I was on the second floor and tried to powerwalk to class when I was grabbed by the waist into a room of some sort. "Um-who is it?" I said, what a stupid question I know, but I was so confused and creeped out that I didn't know what to say.
"Your favourite person." Oh, thank god it was Bri.
"Bri! You scared me!" I whisper and shouted at her.
"Oops, I just wanted to say guess who asked me out?" The happiness evident in her voice, I started thinking about the guys in the year and couldn't think of who Bri was into, I mean we weren't even an hour into our first day. "Who?" I ask as I came up with nothing.
"Myles!" She squealed and I smiled. They were getting close last year, now that I think about it, they would look good together. I remembered Myles, he was cute, with blue puppy eyes and a great smile. He was actually one of Ryder's closest friends but nothing like him at all, he was really kind. I was happy for her, she looked so giddy.
"Aww, Bri! I'm so happy for you." I said and hugged her.
She got out her phone as it rang, I caught a glimpse of the time and realised I was ten minutes late.
"Oh my god, I'm so late!" I say concerningly and Bri laughs at my uneasy state. "I need to go before sir gives me detention." Bri walks out with me but turns left and I leave rushing to go to class. I looked to my right hearing chuckles and saw Ryder and his friends. I quickly walked past but of course, was pulled back by none other than Ryder.
"Ayla, ten minutes late? Thought you were a good girl?" He said teasingly.
"I was in the restroom." God knows why I was explaining myself, however, in the presence of Satan anything's possible
"You sure you weren't hooking up with a boy?" He says degradingly and I look at him in shock, why would he suggest that?
I didn't want to react and I remembered Mama's words, 'Kill them with kindness' she always says and so I did just that. I smile at him and laugh as if he had said a joke.
"I was not hooking up with a boy, I was simply washing my hands in the restroom, now if that's all I'll be on my way to class." I didn't let him reply, and using all my strength to get out of his hold I ran to the class.
"Miss Rose! fifteen minutes late, detention!" I nodded and looked at the board to see my name on the seating plan. I sat down on my allocated seat and grumbled. I knew I had it coming I mean I was fifteen minutes late!
The door was slammed open and I turned my head to see Ryder.
"Mr Costello, this is atrocious it is your first day and you are twenty minutes late! Detention!" Mr Cooper shouted and gave Ryder a dirty look. I shook my head and continued on with my work, the task was quite easy but really interesting, I loved literature and had a passion for the way words could depict. All of a sudden the back of my cardigan was pulled, I gasped and looked back, of course, it was Ryder smirking as he caught me off guard.
All lesson he annoyed me, constantly poking me and pulling on something. My head was aching and I could feel a migraine start to form. I checked and noticed I also had the fifth period with him which was sociology. Every time I answered a question he rolled his eyes, he made me feel as if I wasn't good enough.
There were two minutes left of this lesson then school would be finished but no, not for me. I would have to spend my precious time in detention. The class started packing up our books and laptops waiting for the teacher to give us our homework.
The bell rang and I got out of class. Taking out my phone I call mum, she picks up within seconds. "Mama, I have detention, don't worry I'm not in trouble, I was just late because I needed to pee badly." I lied to her because if she knew why I was in the toilet it would break her heart and she didn't deserve that. "Oh okay, princess but come home soon." She said, her voice always so soft and calming.
I disconnect the call and make my way to Mr Cooper's classroom, he gives me pencils to sharpen and I get right to it. Ryder came in soon after and was handed some unfinished work of his. He sat behind me to the right and began working. I finished sharpening but because sir hadn't told me to leave I got my book out and started to read. I hear shuffling and turn to see Ryder smirking.
I furrowed my brows in confusion, why was he smirking?
He then lifted a bag up, my bag specifically. My eyes widened and I reached over to get it but he pulled back. I fell onto his table and it made a loud noise, I looked over to see that Mr Cooper had his earphones in and was concentrating on marking the books.
I looked up into his eyes as he stared into mine, they were full of this unknown emotion that I couldn't decipher. I blushed, this position was way too intimate for me to comprehend.
I slowly got up and removed my eye contact with him, it was far too intimidating. I got my bag and walked up to Sir. He took his earphones off, "Sir can I leave? I finished sharpening the pencils."
"Yes, Ayla but don't be late like that again." He says and I nod, I leave the room and the academy frantically making my way home.
As I walked home from the station I thought about Ryder, his eyes were so captivating. I stopped myself and got rid of any thoughts of him. Once home I completed any work and went about my day before going to bed ready for another day.
Another day of being taunted by Ryder.
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Ayla.I walked into the living room and cringed as I saw my parents kissing. They pulled away hearing me cough making mum blush and dad give me a cheeky smile."Uhh- I'm just going to go upstairs-" I said slowly and made my way up the stairs wanting to wash my eyes out."Nonsense sit down with us darling, I have some news." My dad said and waved me over. I walked back awkwardly to them and my dad chuckled. "Princess don't be like that, its completely normal, how do you think you were made?" He smirked and mums blush deepened. I shook my head, "Baba just tell me news before I run upstairs." I threaten.I took a cookie from the coffee table and nibbled on it waiting for dad to announce his news."Well, I wont spare all the details but a wealthy business owner came to our Kensington branch and dined with us. This was a few weeks back and then asked to meet with me and we arranged a deal to have his company cater our food." He said and my eyes widened, I jumped onto him and screamed. "Dad
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 ad
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 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