JULIELast night we did not sleep together. He left to rest in the guest room. When I woke up the next morning, I got to know that he would be leaving for his house instead of college. His duty is basically over for now. As per the rules, I know that we have allotted sixteen lectures for each subject. Eight have been taken by Mrs Lavigne, and eight were by Mr Taylor so his duty was over. Now he will be allotted to another section. Until then, he has to wait. Along with that, I have been hearing that the head of teachers is pretty impressed by Mr Taylor. Yes, Mr winter always mentions him whenever he is asked about the best professor there. The sole reason is that nobody failed our periodic tests. And this is why Mr Winter let him accompany us on the trip. I got ready and left for college. On the way, I received Nicholas' Text. He wished me good morning and it would be a lie that the sole text did not make my heart flutter. I wished him back and we chatted for a few minutes when m
JULIE"I can't even understand what you wrote! It's too ugly! That's what a language student should do, ha !! Plus look at ya grammar; I can't even count the errors! Girl, where are you from? Mars?" It is first Nicole who snickers and then the class suddenly laughs at my insult except for a few students. Malcolm is one of them and this is the first time he is not laughing. Though I want to know what changed that, I cannot help but flex my jaw at her stupid words. What does she think of herself? I was not wrong when I called her bitch, was I? "Gosh, it's giving me a headache, what's your name— ha! Julie Dawson! Yeah, I heard that name already. Your name is quite famous, by the way. You're the rich spoiled brat, no?" "Excuse me, who gave you the right to address me like that?" I could have heard it if she would not have brought out my character in between. What kind of teacher she is? It is like she is taking revenge for something. I did not even do anything to her. As if my words
JULIEAbsent-mindedly, I keep tapping the tip of my pen into the book which is opened on the desk in front of me. I am still thinking about Ms Hudgens and her stupid words. I hate her now. But she hurt me more and the evidence is my tears that are still running down my face. She has no idea she just pressed the most aching nerve of mine. First speaking about my dad and then she just called me a slut indirectly. I cannot hate Mr Fransisco less either. I still cannot believe he just spread nonsense about me. And I fear who else heard him. I sigh and palm my face, finding my cheeks still wet. The pain is too much in my heart. I cannot even focus on my studies. That is giving me a headache. I get up as I remove my specs. I put them on the opened book and make my way to the bed. It is already night. I did not even eat properly. My dad asked me multiple times about my mood and why I am sad but I did not say a word. I do not want to speak to anybody right now. I just want to sleep peace
JULIEMy eyes flutter open very slowly and I raise my head a bit. My half-lidded eyes are fully open when I find him next to me and I sigh in bliss because I love that sight. Though my head hurts and so do my eyes, I cannot help but smile at him and keep my eyes open to keep looking at him because he is way too handsome and his pleasant face is far more blissful than the sunray itself. I do not know when he will come but it is good to see him next to me. He cares too much and I love that about him. When I felt that soft touch on my cheeks last night, I thought it was just a dream of mine. A very stupid dream due to the thought that someone would come to calm me down but now finding him next to me, I can feel that it was indeed reality. I am blessed to have a boyfriend such as him. I close my eyes once again and snuggle more into his chest. His natural manly scent is amazing. I enjoy his warmth and presence so much. And I am glad to have him right now with me. Time passes and almo
JULIE"I will, baby." He bites at my skin, making me hiss on the phone but I suppress that sound by pressing my lips together. "And don't forget to grab your breakfast, okay? I already made something special for you " dad continues while I struggle not to moan over the phone. I immediately slap him on the shoulder to make him realize but he does not pull away. Instead, he pulls down the strap of my top and pushes me down on the mattress. He hovers over me and starts kissing my chest, wetting it with his saliva. "Y-Yes, dad!" I stutter, unable to keep my voice straight when he takes my swell in his mouth and starts sucking on it like a hungry man. Well, wolf suits him. He licks my nipple before biting it softly. My breath quickens. "Are you alright, Jules?" My dad asks. His tone is filled with concern. "Yes, dad, I am. And I will— ow!" Shit, Nick! He looks up at me with a smirk dangling on his lips. His lips which are wet and pink due to sucking me and he starts doing it once aga
NICHOLAS ~ FLASHBACK ~"Hey, Nick," I hear a voice calling my name from behind. Without looking at the person, I recognised her from her voice. It is Claudia. I turn around, halting on my way and regarding her with a look of question. I find a smile on her lips but I smell nervousness from her. Along with that, I can see the waves of restlessness leaving her body. But what is she nervous about? Somehow I can guess the reason because her liking towards me is quite visible to me. Many cannot notice that liking and those emotions in her eyes when she looks at me but I can because I have been given that power, the ability to hear and see through people. But I wish this would not be happening. Because I do not want to tolerate the same thing once again. "Good morning, Ms Hudgens." I bow a bit, passing her a polite smile. "Morning, Nick and please call me Claudia or Dia as I said earlier. When are you going to notice that, come on? When you call me 'Ms Hudgens ', I feel like an old w
JULIEThankfully yesterday evening my cousins told me that Ms Hudgens had given us the assignment to take this morning. I have prepared that. I was saved from being scolded. But I hope she does not find any other excuse to scold me again. Can people like Ms Hudgens be happy in anything? Well, I do not think so. Along with this, I would also like to share an important thing with her today. About her hatred towards me. By the way, I am wondering whether it is hatred or not. I want those reasons to come out, but not hatred and jealousy. If this happens, I do not know how Nick will deal with it. I get ready in a white turtleneck and a brown coat over it. I choose a plain brown pencil skirt under it which hugs my hips and black stockings for my legs along with black boots. As I am ready with a bit of makeup, I go downstairs and find my dad waiting for me like usual. I go and paste a morning kiss on his cheek. He smiles and wishes me back before we sit for breakfast. After that, he
Vote for the story!! ***JULIE"Um... Ms Hudgens," I call out her surname and she turns to me, halting her hands on the bag. "What?" She snaps harshly but that does not affect me. I kind of expected that. But who sounds disrespectful right now? "I just wanted to seek out something. Because I think you're unreasonably disappointed in me, I just want to know that." I shrug before I hold my hands behind me. She narrows her eyes to slit before she grits out, "Oh, really? Or what? What if I didn't tell you? Would you beat me as you did to Mr Fransisco, hm?" What? Did I hear her correct or—"What? Why do you make an innocent face now? You asked your father to send some goons and animals to beat Mr Fransisco because you couldn't bear the reality that day, right? But if you think you can shut my mouth like that, then you are—""What? I Didn't send anyone, what are you talking about?" I am flummoxed right now. I cannot even link the matters to make a chain of an answer. "Like I'd believe