Saturday evening, 31st May
Kavinsky sat on the sofa in the sitting room while his Mom cooked in the kitchen.
A knock sounded on the door and he got up to check who was at the door. He opened the door and greeted me calmly.
"Welcome, Dad", he said as Mr. Mark walked in nodding his head at his son. Kavinsky shut the door behind them and took his seat back on the sofa, picking up his phone and continuing to play his game
Mrs. Mark came out of the kitchen and greeted her husband
"How was work?", she asked collecting his briefcase
"It was fine but stressful", he replied with a smile
"Sorry", she answered and he nodded.
"Dinner is ready!", she said out loud so Kavinsky would hear as well.
"I will go and shower first", Mr. Mark said ascending the stairs
"Mmm", she replied to no one in particular
Mrs. Mark dished everyone's food and soon Kavinsky's Dad arrived in a white shirt and black trousers.
"Honey, food is ready!", Mrs. Mark called out of Kavinsky.
"Am almost done with this game", he said facing his phone.
Mr. and Mrs. Mark ate their food as they gist about unknown things.
"I lose again!", Kavinsky shouted and they faced him before turning back to their food.
"Should I teach you how to play?", Mr. Mark asked facing him back
Kavinsky laughed continuously at his statement. He looked up only to meet the sharp gazing eyes of his parents.
"I don't seem to understand what's funny", his Mom murmured, sipping her water slowly.
"He said he wants to teach me how to play", Kavinsky repeated, pulling his black chair. He took his seat across from his mother.
"What's wrong with that?", Mr. Mark asked with surprise laced in his tone.
"It's a technological and an advanced game, not the outdated ones, Dad", Kavinsky tried to explain without sounding rude but he ended up smirking at the end.
"So?", his father asked.
"Don't worry about it Dad", Kavinsky replied quietly.
"You think I won't know how to play?", his father asked with a scoff
"Of course, you know how to play it. I am sure you know how to play it. You've played it a lot of times before!", he replied sarcastically, digging his sandwich into his mouth.
Mrs. Mark smiled a bit, understanding her son's naughty behavior.
"Naughty kid", Mr. Mark said, knocking Kavinsky on the head and they all laughed.
The laugh died down a little moment after.
"I hope you did not forget an injection in someone else's stomach", Kavinsky said playfully
"Nope, your dad is trained and educated", Mr. Mark said praising himself.
"I should probably just open a boutique as well", Kavinsky's Mom said, feeling all jealous that her husband always has something to say about his place of work.
"Anytime you are ready, sweetheart", Kavinsky's Dad replied, giving her a peck on the back of her hand.
She smiled and Kavinsky looked up at them.
"My birthday is coming soon, you guys mustn't forget that", he said, rolling his eyes at their love actions.
"Trust me, honey', Kavinsky's mom replied holding his hand.
"Trust us both, son", Kavinsky's Dad corrected.
"Okay", Kavinsky replied and continued to eat his meal.
They finished eating and Kavinsky stood up from his seat.
"Good night", he greeted.
"You are sleeping early today?", his mom asked in surprise.
"No, I have things to do upstairs and I might not come back downstairs any longer today", he explained.
"I am exhausted as well", Mr. Mark admitted stretching his arms widely to exercise them.
Kavinsky walked up the stairs and locked his bedroom door behind him. He walked to his study desk and turned on his laptop. He logged in on the internet and began his research.
Hours passed and he could not get a satisfying answer on his school old project.
"Damn!", he shouted in frustration and hit his laptop button.
The cool night breeze blew in through his window and he stood up to close the window.
He pulled the window blinds nonchalantly. His eyes caught the image of the lady who had hit him in the face with the door earlier before the blinds closed completely.
He remained there for a while, staring at the window blinds before opening them back slowly.
She was there, looking out of her window, at the sky.
He looked at her face and a smile crept onto his face. She looks so beautiful.
"When did he start to smile at some random girl's face?", he thought slapping himself on the cheeks before looking back out.
She focused on the blue cloudy sky like it were the only thing in the world. He looked closer at her face and even he could see the pain in her brown eyes.
He continued to look at her until he shook in fear and stuck his head and moved his body back in when she
"Arghh!", screamed at the top of her voice
"What's wrong with her?", he thought before looking back out in curiosity.
His blue eyes met her brown ones and they remained for a little while before she reluctantly closed her window shut. He blinked after he had restrained himself from blinking for only goodness knows how long.
"That girl sure is something", he said out loud before walking to his bed.
He crashed on it and sighed
"She is an attractive witch", he thought.
"But she is cute as well", he added and smiled foolishly
. . .
The next morning,
Kavinsky got up from his bed and walked to the bathroom, yawning continuously. He had a brief shower and brushed his teeth.
"Throw the trash bag in the trash can outside", his mom said to him immediately after he got downstairs.
She walked up the stairs after she said that and Kavinsky watched her as she walked away
"Yeah, happy new month to you too", he said to no one and walked to the kitchen slowly.
He carried the trash bag from the kitchen and walked out to the lawn.
He threw the tror bag in the dark green trash can outside the lawn, beside the road, and walked in back.
He walked back to his room and packed his dirty clothes, scratched that, almost all his clothes into the laundry basket, and exited the room.
"You did not go to the dry cleaning yesterday?", his mom asked as he got out of his room. She jumped out of her room as well.
He raised the laundry up to show that, obviously, he did He walked down the stairs with a sigh.
"Stupid stairs', he thought.
"Happy new month, son", he heard his mom say from behind him
He ignored her and thought.
"Payback time"
He walked out of the house with his huge pile of dirty clothes in the laundry basket and waited for a cab.
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"Where are you heading to?", Kaylee's dad asked as she walked to the door.
"I need fresh air", she replied coldly opening the door.
She wore a blue woven c and back leather pants. It was like she knew it would be that cozy outside.
Kavinsky l his side and saw her sit down on the stairs of her house. She took out a pencil and started to use it on the book she held.
"Probably designs? Craft? Drawings?", he asked himself, trying to figure out what she might be doing. A cab stopped in front of him and he got in quickly.
"Dry cleaning company", he said to the cab driver
The car started moving and he looked at her innocent face as his car drove past her.
"She looks so-- innocent", he thought.
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Note: All characters, places and events in this novel are fictional. None of it or 'them' can be seen in real actual life. * * * The cab soon arrived at the dry cleaning or laundry company. Kavinsky got down from the cab and carried his laundry basket along with him. He entered the waiting room and went directly to the receptionist behind the marble cabinet. She was typing something away on her computer when he got there. He knocked twice on the cabinet to gain her attention. Tthe he receptionist looked up and grinned immediately she saw who it was. "Kavinsky", she called out with a smile plastered to her face and stood up from her seat. "Hi, am here to drop some clothes", he said, going straight to the point. "Oh!", she said sharply, somewhat disappointed. "But of course, you are in a dry cleaning company, so-", she added immediately and trailed off . "Yeah, obviously", Kavinsky replied nonchalantly. "Pass it here, I will make the arrangements quickly", she said beckoning at
June 1st, Sunday night Kavinsky finally completed his project after having dinner with his father and mother. His parents had retired to bed early while he stayed a little while more in the living room, playing video games. "I want to sharpen my skills in this new video game 'cause I know I desperately need to before Harry learns about it", he had told his mom when she asked why he wasn't going to bed early. "Alright but go to bed early, you know you have to go to school tomorrow", his mother had said. He had rolled his eyes at the moment as he muttered. "I am not a kid" His mother had heard him and she replied to him while going up the stairs; "I know but you will always remain my kid" Kavinsky went to bed after he had mastered the game and played it for a few rounds. He got up from bed when he remembered the brunette colored hair girl who lived just next door. He couldn't pinpoint the actual deal with this girl but he knew he was attracted to her. He stood up and walked
Vanessa pulled Kavinsky up when she saw that he was not intending to stand up, away from this lowly-looking girl. "She can do it herself", Vanessa said with a shrug and rolled her eyes. Kaylee got up and Stiles asked from beside her if she was okay. "I am fine", she replied before an announcement was made all over the school speakers. "Kaylee Blaine, please report to the principal's office. Kaylee Blaine, please report to the principal's office", the announcement was made twice before it stopped and only the echo from the announcement lingered against the school walls. "Let me accompany you there", Stiles offered calmly "No, it's fine. I can go myself", she said and turned to leave. She soon arrived at the Principal's door and knocked three times on it. "Come in", Mr. Bull, the principal's voice was heard from the other side of the door. Kaylee pressed down the door handle and walked in. She met Mr. Bull sitting behind his table having coffee while he is checking some paper h
"Vanessa Anderson. She comes from an affluent family. Her father is running for the post of commissioner. His campaign stickers are all over town. And also, he donates a lot of money to this school, so-", Anna replied and shrugged "That does not give her the right to act like that in the school", Kaylee protested with a frown. "Everyone knows that Kaylee", Anna told her and continued eating her food "Wait a minute, don't tell me you are planning something against her", Anna said all of a sudden, widening her eyes for emphasis. "Of course not! Why would I?", Kaylee replied and faked a laugh "Okay, cause I would advise you not to. You don't want to get yourself meddled in Vanessa's business. Just keep ignoring her and you would be fine", Anna advised her "I told you I wasn't", Kaylee said sharply 'The students in this school sound dumb', Kaylee thought and continued eating * * * Wednesday afternoon, June 4 At Seattle high school, The bell was rung to notify all students f
Kavinsky ran downstairs and met his Dad alive and well. He checked around for any cut or injury on his body and saw none. He looked only at his father, oblivious to what stood beside his father. All he cared about at that moment was his father. He stood there in anger. He realized he had been tricked but why?? His mother laughed and laughed till her cheeks hurt. "You should have seen the way he ran, honey", she said in between laughs and went to stand beside her husband. "What did you say to him?", Mr. Mark asked. He was curious to know what would make his son run down the stairs like that. "That you got into an accident", Mrs. Mark said and smiled. "An accident? Me?", Mr. Mark asked in shock. "Why would you even think of saying that?", he asked in disappointment. "Uh oh!", Mrs. Mark realized it wasn't a funny matter anymore and her laughter died down. "I was just-", she started but was cut off by Kavinsky's loud voice. She secretly thanked God that Kavinsky had chosen that t
Kaylee could not believe her father had just said that. "Dad?", she called out in disbelief. "It's much faster, honey. I won't have to", Kaylee cut her father short rudely by walking towards Kavinsky's house. Mr. Blaine just heaved a sigh of defeat. "I will be taking my leave now sir", Kavinsky said with a bow and went after Kaylee. Mr. Blaine smiled in the direction of Kaylee and Kavinsky. It felt good to see that his daughter was making friends already. He unlocked the car and entered the driver's seat. Laura too hopped into the passenger seat, beside her father and he drove out of their front porch. Kaylee sat in the front passenger seat waiting for Kavinsky to come in. She was angry at the way her father had traded her away to some guy he just met but she wasn't all that angry. Kavinsky went into the car as well and put in the key to start the engine. "Do you have a driver's license?", Kaylee asked immediately as he put the key into its hole. "Yeah, trust me", Kavinsky repl
The next morning, Kaylee woke up very early to arrive at school quickly. She had a bath and dressed up. After she was done, she picked up her earphone and her phone before carrying her backpack. She arranged all her utensils in her bag the way she could before dumping her phone and earphone in it as well. Kaylee walked down the stairs and looked around the dining room. It was really quiet. Mr. Blaine and Laura have not woken up yet. Kaylee's walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. She brought out a nylon of slice bread from the fridge and took some jam too. Kaylee sat in front of the kitchen cabinet. She opened the nylon of slice bread and picked out some of the slices. She put the jam on it as she ate. After eating for a while, Kaylee stood up and poured herself a glass of pineapple juice from the fridge. After eating breakfast, Kaylee stood up and picked up her backpack again before hanging it on her shoulder. She carried the plates to the kitchen and washed the plate s
Kaylee was shocked to see Kavinsky in her home. Kavinsky saw the shocked expression on her face as well and he smirked in achievement. "What are you doing here?", it was time for Kaylee to speak up "Did you forget about that restaurant we said we were going to?", Kavinsky replied with the sweetest smile on his face. He knew it would be weird in front of everyone if he said he had just come to pick up Kaylee without even her consent. Not to talk of the fact that her only parent is a Dad, not even Mom. Mm mm, he would not like to play with fire. Kavinsky had not expected to meet Kaylee's Dad at home. All he planned for was for him to convince Kaylee to go with him to the restaurant, they needed to agree on some things that he thinks they should agree on. "Oh. You should go and dress up quickly then Kaylee", Mr. Blaine said and Kavinsky had a grin on his face. His plan was going smoothly. "Why would I go and dress up?", Kaylee protested with a frown on her face. "You can't stand
Hey guys, I am really sorry about this. I can't complete this story as I intended to but I would make a summary of it. I am sorry, please bear with me. ... SUMMARY... It has been a week since Kaylee and Kavinsky had stopped talking to each other. Even though they went to school together, things were still pretty weird between them. The next Saturday after Kaylee's game, Stiles visited Kaylee and asked her to go somewhere with him. He told her he had something very important to show and also tell her. Kaylee got into his car when she thought of how they had been friends once but when she found herself unconscious in a junkyard, she understood what had happened. Stiles had helped Vanessa to kidnap her. Kaylee was locked in a wrecked bus and Vanessa lit a fire around her, making Kaylee go into a traumatic state. The memories never stopped cause she was still seeing the fire in front of her. Vanessa, Zoe, and Stiles left her there to face her fears. Zoe called Kavinsky about it
SATURDAY EVENING, Kaylee walked past her father and Laura in the sitting room when she got home. They cheered her up concerning the game and she smiled at them widely as she walked out of the sitting room and up the stairs. She sat on her bed with a sigh and the memories from a few minutes ago played back in her head. She gripped her hair tightly when she remembered how Kavinsky had looked at her. "But we are not dating yet", she groaned before lying on the bed with a frown. 'Or was it just right to kiss him without being official?', she thought again with a frown. She groaned when she could not think straight and walked to the bathroom. She just took a long shower before walking out and dressed up. MONDAY MORNING Kaylee walked towards Kavinsky's front porch as usual and got into the car. He was already waiting there anyways. "Hey", he greeted in his thick, alluring tone and Kaylee turned to look at him. Instead of his usual smiling face, his face just looks dull and stiff.
Kaylee walked into her front porch after she got down from Stiles's car. She was about to open the front door to her house when she saw Kavinsky standing there, beside her house. She jumped at first before holding her hand against her chest and breathing out deeply. "What the heck, Kavinsky?", she asked immediately as she opened her eyes before walking towards him. She noticed the frown on his face when she got in front of him and she moderated her tone a little. "What are you doing here?", she asked but Kavinsky just kept staring at her with that frown stuck on his face. "You were with Stiles?", he suddenly asked and Kaylee rolled her eyes at him. "Yeah, he brought me home", she said nonchalantly. "Wow, how nice of him", Kavinsky replied sarcastically with a roll of his eyes. "So, what's up anyways?", Kaylee changed the matter as she shifted her weight on her legs. "You did not go out with Anna any longer?", Kavinsky finally eased the cold look he had on his face before. "Y
Vanessa groaned as she made her way inside the school. She could not believe she had left her phone on the chair before going to speak with that Bianca girl and Zoe did not even pick it up for her. She walked quickly with a frown and when she got to the basketball court, her legs went slow. The door was slightly open, so Vanessa could see the two young girls sitting on the bench inside, just beside the basketball court where players who did not play had sat. She scoffed and was about to barge in when her eyes glanced at Kaylee again and she realized what was happening. Kaylee was crying. Vanessa was sure she had just seen a tear fall from her eyes right now. Vanessa quickly took a step back and relied on her listening sense only. She could not risk them seeing her and she had to know what was happening. It could be her perfect comeback at Kaylee. But what was wrong? Did Kavinsky dump Kaylee? Did Kavinsky break Kaylee's heart? Oh, that would be great! ... Anna panicked when she
Kavinsky, Anna, Harry, Mr. Blaine, and Laura walked toward Kaylee with smiles and looks of pride on their faces. "Hey look! It's the star of today's game", Harry called out with a grin as they moved closer and Kaylee could not help but laugh. She met them halfway and said with a blush. "Stop teasing me", she said with a helpless pout and Harry chuckled. "You were really good while playing, honey", Mr. Blaine said with so much pride laced in his voice and Kaylee smiled. His daughter was cooking back to life little by little after all. "Thanks, Dad", she said softly, and soon when they had all taken turns teasing and praising Kaylee, Mr. Blaine left the hall with Laura. Kaylee turned back towards the trio and her eyes landed on Kavinsky. He had helped her so much in getting better at basketball. The thought of how he had helped her so much brought tears to her eyes, joyful tears. "Thank you", she said with misty eyes and he shrugged at her words. "Do not mention", he finally sa
Kaylee smiled. She had never been a part of something so huge and sportive. It felt really good. They all moved their hands away at once and the five players walked to the court. They wore a top and free skirt with a mixture of yellow and blue colors. Their opponent from Winston high wore red and blue instead. At the National Basketball Association (NBA), they play basketball in four quarters for 12 minutes each. Both schools have decided to play in only two quarters instead of 12 minutes as well which means in almost thirty minutes, the game would be over. The announcer told both teams to move to the court and they did. The game commenced and the ball was passed to the opponent's team. Seattle high players tried to get the ball from them but failed. One of Winston's high players managed to get to the other side of the court and jumped up, throwing the ball in the hoop and they got three points instantly. They gave themselves high fives and the game continued. They tried pass
He went to the kitchen and sipped water. The house had never been so empty and lonely to him before. He knew his mother had to go to school and his father, to the hospital but seriously, this was how the house was? He walked up the stairs and immediately crashed on the bed when he arrived in his room. He was heartbroken. He controlled himself and fought the urge not to go to that window right now just to look at her. He remembered her basketball game tomorrow and he looked around for his bag. He remembers not bringing out of the car which was still outside but who cares? All he needed was his phone. He grabbed his hair when he realized his phone was in his front right pocket. 'Seriously Kaylee, what have you done to me?' He thought as he pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed her number. The phone rang and she picked up on the third dial. "Hello?", her smooth voice echoed continuously in his ear. Kaylee could not believe he was calling her when he was just next do
"It wasn't a mistake, Kaylee", he said closing his eyes for a while before opening them back, and Kaylee's eyes which were already on his lingered for a long while. He loved Vanessa, didn't he? So, why is he saying this now? Well, there is only one answer to that if truly he had kissed her on purpose. He never loved Vanessa. It was all a big old facade; he and Vanessa's relationship. Well, had he not said so to her before? She looked at him and he stared right back. She realized she had not answered him and when she was about to talk, he beat her to it. "I like you Kaylee and I always will", he said and her eyes went wide. She panicked internally. What? Does he like her? Since when exactly? "I liked you since the moment I saw you and you had hit that door on my face", he started with a small smile on his face as the memories of that day replayed in his head. " And that time when you walked into the class in your black leather pants and black jacket and black boot. You emitted
Anna and Harry got down from the car as usual and took the next bus home. Kaylee placed her head on the car backrest with a sigh and Kavinsky took a glance at her in concern. She shut her eyes for a while and a few minutes later when she opened it, she got both confused and surprised. "Where are we going to? This is not the way home!", she said in a panicking voice as she turned her head to look at Kavinsky. Don't judge Kaylee, she was afraid. I mean, have you watched horror movies? Yesterday, he kissed her, and well, she didn't treat him so well. Then, he comes to school today and acts as if nothing had changed between them. Kaylee was thinking about a lot of things in her head right now. "Hey", Kavinsky called out to her and she turned to face him again. "We are just going to a restaurant in town, that's all", he said and Kaylee wasn't taking that as an explanation. "Why exactly are we going to this restaurant?", she asked squinting her eyes at him as if she was interrogati