*Sydney Roswell’s POV*
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“Oh, let me guess. It was Vidia, wasn't it?” OJ asked, thinking that my best friend was the first person I kissed on the lips, but she's not.
"Good try, but nope. It was Emma." I told her and gained a cute oh face from her, and she lightly nodded her head.
"Emma? York? The… your neighbor?" She asked in disbelief, and I gave her a look that seemed to say, "who else?"
"Wow, cool! That's… awesome! And… uh… how… how was it?" She stuttered but looked so curious, and I let out a chuckle while reaching for the remote at the nightstand, and then I turned on the television.
"She should be the one you should be asking that," I replied and stood up from the bed to check m
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---"There's no frickin way I'll get on that devil's ride. I don't want to die yet. Get on it alone if you want." I protested and kept walking while OJ seemed about to beg me, but I tried to distract her attention by pointing at a booth somewhere on her left."Look at that, Oj! Isn't it a shooting booth? Hey, look at those stuffed animals! Those must be the prizes. There's a cute panda in a red shirt. Don't you like pandas? Come on, let's check it out!" I tried my all to convince her to come with me, and thankfully, she did.Oh, I'd rather ride a pony at a Merry-go-round five times in a row than once on that hellish ride or even a rollercoaster. Lucky for her, she wouldn't puke anything if she would get on any of those stomach-turning rides around here.
*Sydney Roswell’s POV* --- “Syd, are you sure that it’s the right address?” OJ asked me while we stood at the front door of the said house in the address that we followed. “Yeah. This is what that person from the university registrar gave me. I’m certain that we are on the right street, block, and house number.” I replied and looked at the piece of paper in my right hand one more time to check if we were in the right house. “Okay. Time to knock. No, doorbell.” She suggested, and I reached for the doorbell button near my right. I looked at OJ when she let out a deep breath, and I would bet that she was feeling nervous. Well, me, too, as I actually don’t know how I would explain to her mom that her daughter is here with me but no
*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV*---"Did you get it, Syd?" I asked my girl as she walked out of the establishment with a piece of paper in hand, and she smiled at me before answering."Yup, they gave me… her recent address. Veronica Dawson. The latest mail she got was yesterday, Oj. That's great news, isn't it? We are damn sure that it's where she lives right now. It's in a condominium building about a fifteen-minute drive from here. And I hope she's there right now. It would be okay if we would wait, though." She said with happiness, making me breathe in relief with the good news she brought.We finally found Mom, and I can finally see her again, hear her voice again, and I can finally tell her how much I missed her and how much I needed her.
*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---"What are we going to do now?" I sighed and asked out of nowhere while we were riding a cab back to our rented room.Sydney seemed to be looking out the window and thinking something so deep, and she never bothered to talk to me about what had just happened back there at Veronica Dawson's residence.It turned out that the woman wasn't my mother, of course. They just have the same name. It was that old lady's husband who got the surname Dawson. And they don't know who my mom is or any of my relatives here in Illinois. They just have the same family name. Bummer, I know.I really don't know what else to do to find my mom, but I know that this lovely blondie right here on my left already has a pl
*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---"Hello? OJ, hi! It's you. Mhmm, I am here in a restaurant. I'm going to eat dinner. What do you want? What can I do for you? Yeah, it's okay. I can talk to you while waiting for my food to be served. What's up?" She said to the phone and glanced at me while giving me a look that seemed to say that she was talking to me.Oh, smart girl. See?"Hi! Uh… well, nothing. I just… okay, I just want to… No, you go ahead and say what you want, Syd. I have nothing in mind." I stammered, telling her to go on with what she wanted us to talk about, and she nodded her head."Alright. Uh, I want to tell you that… I got good news for us, for our mission. So, Vidia texted me earlier a
*Sydney Roswell’s POV*---A man’s cry echoed in the alley after I hit his gut hard thrice with my left knee while holding his head down, locked on my side, and I let him go. His face landed first on the dirty, cold ground, and I stepped back from him. He groaned and tried to stand up but failed, and he clutched his stomach. That must have been hurting like his broken nose, but I don’t feel sorry at all.He effing snatched my wallet! And what am I supposed to do? Pet him? Not even close! I have lots of valuable things in it. All my money, ATM cards, IDs, and much more stuff are there. Heck, even the key to the room we were staying in is there.And thinking about my wallet, I looked around to find it, but there seemed to be no signs of my precious wallet anywhe
*Sydney Roswell's POV* --- "Oh, well… that doesn't sound good… on my part. Sh*t. I'm in deep sh*t, Vid." I muttered and rubbed my temples with my right fingers, and I let out a heavy sigh. "Indeed, dipshit. Why the heck did you get snatched in the first place, huh? What are you going to do now? You can't even get back here. And I don't even know if you have eaten dinner already. What are you going to eat for the next few days, huh? Tell me! Didn't you put even a one-dollar bill in any of your socks? Bra? Panty? Anywhere in your body? You didn't, did you, Sydney? Tell me! You are going through hell right now! God knows what will happen to you there while broken as f*ck." Vidia ranted worse than my dead grandma and mom combined, and I bit my lower lip because she's damn right. I didn't. I have no other extra money anywhere exce
*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---My hands were shaking as they covered my mouth, seeing the person so dear to me lying on the cold concrete while her blood began flooding around her. Shock is an understatement of what I am feeling right now, and all I can do is hope that this is not the reality, that I am just dreaming, a bad, tragic dream, a nightmare, indeed."This is not real. This is not happening. Oh, my gosh! Syd?" I muttered, my voice breaking while I could feel my knees getting weaker, and I slowly fell on my knees.I couldn't dare to look at her face right now, and I tried to touch her left leg. She's not moving, and all I can hear is something ringing in my ears as my surroundings move so slow while my vision becomes blurry.
*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---Her lips trailed kisses down my neck, making me grip tight on the sheets while I bit my lower lip to keep myself from crying her name in pleasure. As she casually licked and gently sucked my skin, I couldn't help but grab her hair with my left hand, and my right one was inside her shirt and scratching her bareback. She stopped kissing my neck and chuckled when I involuntarily pulled her hair back a bit hard, and I apologized quickly."Sorry, Love.""Don't worry. I like it." Syd replied and looked me in the eyes. I saw her smirk and eyed my lips."Please stop biting your lip too hard. It'll bleed." She asked me and leaned down to peck on my lips, and I responded immediately. How can I not bite it if she was so damn good at this kind of matter? And I don't want to be loud because neighbors might hear, or maybe any of her housemates or friends have arrived and wonder what we're doing here. Well, if she were in my situation, I am so freaking sure she'll
*Sydney Roswell's POV*—"What? No! I don't know what the heck you are talking about, Oj. You know what? Let's take some snacks downstairs. Let's just figure out what to do with this one later tonight or tomorrow." I renounced and asserted as I really wanted to escape from being cornered by her."Oh, no! Where are you going, Sydee? We're not yet done here. You said you'll take a break after editing the 70th chapter. We are going nowhere but here, My Love." She teased and held my chin with her right hand, making me face her, but I tried to avoid eye contact."No! Did I say that? Well, I've changed my mind. Let's go, Mi Amor! What do you want to eat?" I exclaimed and was about to stand up, but I could barely move because of this laughing girl sitting on me who's not that light at all."Hmm. Hey! I have a better idea, Oj! Why don't we… umm, later before we go to our dinner date, let's go and find a dog that you want to adopt. A puppy! Yeah! I remember you want to call him Mickey. Right? D
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---"Her soft rosy lips gracefully danced with mine in a remarkable rhythm, making me feel all these familiar sensations inside me. When her powerful warm moist tongue slipped inside my mouth, I, with all enthusiasm, welcomed it for a friendly match.I heard her chuckle while still not breaking our passionate kiss, and I gently bit her lower lip as I tried to dominate this session. Then I lost control of my hands when they started creeping inside her shirt to caress her delicate skin, which caused her to let out soft moans. Mmm, her voice is such excellent music in the ears. I could listen to it my whole life and never get tired.And things happened a bit too quickly when she's now topless while we both sat on the bed. I swear I have no full control of my hands. But I absolutely love to see her wear nothing on top but her jade pendant necklace. She continued bussing my neck, making me all turned on, while her right hand had been gently kneading my left boob unde
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*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV* — "Okay. What is it?" Sydney asked and curiously looked at me. I grinned and locked my eyes on her luscious pink lips, and I could sense she already knew what I meant when her facial expression changed into something that seemed to be alarmed. "No." She asserted and glared at me. "What? I haven't said anything yet!" I exclaimed and laughed at her when she rolled her eyes at me. "Oh, yeah? Your eyes say a lot more than your mouth, Hunters. You know that saying, right?" She explained and moved a little away from me. Ugh, she's so adorable. I can't... I just, no, I'm so in love with her! "What? Seriously, Syd. Don't be so rude! And don't f*cking act like you don't want it, too! Come on, Roswell!" I belted while still laughing at her blushing face, and I tried to compose myself. "What? No! We are inside the school premises. In case you are not aware. We can't do that here. Look around, biatch. There are some students everywhere, and they've been eyein
*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---The tears formed in her warm blue eyes finally fell as she looked at me in disbelief, and I sweetly smiled at her in response."I missed you, Syd. There's not been a day, an hour, a minute that you won't cross my mind and dreams." I confessed and bit my lower lip to hold my emotions and not cry."I thought at first that it was just all... normal dreams, bad dreams, and nightmares. But I deeply know it might be not. And here we are. I'm so glad to see you again." I continued and brought my left hand to her face to wipe her tears away, and she cried more. Oh, no, she's in her vulnerable mode again. I clearly remembered those times she cried so much for me. Nonetheless, all the tears and sacrifices she spent on our journey together were given justice as we won the fight we fought. I cannot be here right now if not because of her and her stubborn but optimistic ass. And, of course, with the help of her ever-supportive friends.I chuckled when she asked,
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---"Uh... Hi!" I nervously greeted her, and I saw her smile at me. Oh, gosh, I missed that smile... so much."Why are you looking at me like that, Roswell? You seem like you've seen a ghost. Well, surprise, biatch, I'm still alive and kicking. But I can't kick my left leg yet." She said and chuckled, and I softly laughed with her."Yeah... No, I mean... Uh, it's so nice to see you again. I'm glad you're alright." I stammered and finally got the right words to say, but I am still feeling so anxious now."Ooh, so you are trying to say that you missed me, huh?" She remarked while grinning, and I let out a scoff."Hell no!""Really? I mean... Why would you miss me, right? I know I am not missable. Is that even a word? Because you aren't, too." She replied and acted quite mean, and I chuckled. You have no freaking idea how much I missed you, Mi Amor."Well, it's good that you know," I answered and regretted it right after as I realized we were back to being what we w
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---Monday came. It's the first time I'm going back to the academy after about a month of absence. It was an absence to do something I know I will forever be grateful for and will never regret.I had spent almost my whole day taking quizzes and exams in the empty detention room near the Principal's Office. It's absolutely tedious, but I have to do this if I want to catch up with the lessons of my classmates. I'm super happy I wouldn't need to take summer classes if I could pass these quizzes and exams.I was currently answering the final two items of my last exam for today when an unfamiliar student suddenly came in and handed me a small piece of paper. She didn't say anything and left the room. That's so weird.I looked at what was written on the paper in my hold, and I blinked to read it clearly."Meet me at the bench fronting the library. 3:30 PM.""What and who the hell are you?" I muttered and thought of who might this be, and the first person that came int
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---"Yow, Sydney! I have a question. Don't get this wrong, aight? It's just a question or a suggestion. Just out of curiosity." Grace called me and asked, and I turned my swivel chair to look at her sitting comfortably on my bed beside her girlfriend, who was busy munching some popcorn.I raised an eyebrow in response to tell her to go on, and she grinned. Let me bet. I strongly know this will be about OJ again. There was nothing that this person asked me that the girl I adore wasn't mentioned."Well... You do know that OJ will be home finally later from Chicago. What if... What if you just... tell OJ everything... the whole truth? You know... your journey together, the things you did for her, everything you did together while she's still out of her body, what you feel, that you're girlfriends, and... all of it. Maybe she can remember, even just a bit." She suggested and looked so serious while Emma stopped shoving pieces of popcorn in her mouth to look at me an