“Tina. Long time no see.” Flora gave me a side hug. The dark bags under her eyes were more evident than usual. Humming, I nodded.It had actually been a while since I last had a talk with Flora. She was always busy with that jock who didn't care about her.She was just stuck in a toxic relationship.“How have you been?” she smiled weakly, the once usual shiny aura dulling with time.“Great. You?”“I’m.. okay.” She hesitantly spoke while fidgeting with her fingers. “I-” Sighing, she leaned back on the bench, closing her eyes. “-I’m sorry.”“I’m sorry f..for ignoring you. I’m sorry for not talking to you.”“Don't worry, Flora. No need to say sorry. You must have your reasons.” I replied, whilst staring at our class who busy playing basketball on the school grounds. “No. I am sorry. I’m such a shitty friend.”She grabbed my hand and placed it on her lap, her fingers intervened with mine. “Les, I’m really really sorry.”Sighing, I mimicked her position. “Are you okay? you look like you've
All of my life, I stayed away from people thinking if I ever got close to them, they would get hurt.Boy, I was right.Father died infront of my own eyes. His men that came to find me were shot dead in an unknown valley. Mother didn't care about me. Ares is god knows where or maybe dead?I hissed under my breath. “Ugh, nuisance.”“Got something to say, Miss Vidal? mind telling the whole class?” Our lab instructor cocked an eyebrow at me. Giving him a forced grin, I shook my head, “just thinking that you could look even more decent if you'd stop wearing those huge sponge bob specs.”Instantly the whole class erupted into laughter whilst I could see a trail of red steam coming out of his ears. “Out, Vidal.”“Oh please. I’ve heard this sentence a millions time. Try something new and I’ll gladly leave.” Leaning back, I checked out my fresh flowery manicure that was done by Flora herself, a few hours earlier.“Should I call your mother?” he gritted out as he adjusted those hideous specs. “
“Be at my home--sharp at four for the project and tutoring sessions.” My eyes scanned the sentence over and over again, until an alarming bell rang over my head. Fuck I was failing and I wouldn't be able to graduate at this rate. “Wanna head for the club after our preparatory class?” Flora asked as she popped another fry in her mouth. “Tsk, cant. Have plans today.” I replied with a huff, showing her the screen of the phone.“Jesus. You’re actually failing. Better do something about it.” She made a weird face and went back to reading the textbook.The classes ended in a blur and now was the time to leave for home.“Bye Les, see you tomorrow.” Flora waved at me as she ran off to the cheerleaders. “Bye.” I yelled back and made my way towards the parking lot.Getting in the car, I started the engine and raced towards his house.It was almost four thirty and I had no better things to do. These past days my panic attacks and nightmares were quiet frequent. I don't know why but the people
Few hours had passed by.At first Zachariah showed me that he had completed half of the project without me knowing, ofcourse.His notes were detailed and the descriptions of the thesis was extra.Then his mom had came by to pass us some snacks as we studied and surprisingly, I learned about a few topics but Maths was something I couldn't grasp my hands on.For the past few minutes I was stuck on the very same question he had just taught me how to solve it moments ago. My brain being the slowest couldn't understand it at all.A groan left my mouth as I banged my head against the table, “Stupid Maths. Who even fucking invented this piece of gross numbers.”A chuckle brought me back from my depressed trance. Lifting my head up, I saw Zachariah looking at me from under his glasses with an amused expression.An open book resting inbetween his hands.“Having trouble?”“What does it look like then? fun?” Grumbling, my eyes flickered back on the paper. The question making my patience slip awa
A wave of nervousness flashed in my body.His expression were twisted in a weird way making my stomach churn in anxiety. Did I get them all wrong? am I that stupid? Shifting in my position back and forth, I chewed on my lower lip. “Um..”“Quiet for a second.” His words instantly made me shut up.After a few minutes, which seemed to be hours, he finally placed the sheet of the paper down infront of him. His face blank and expressionless.Oh boy. I did disappoint him. “Did I.. fail?” I asked vulnerably, my voice just above a whisper.Sliding the paper towards me, I abruptly placed my hand on the paper, not liking the idea of glancing at a big fat zero.His eyebrow arched, silently questioning why I was being like this. But what can an anxiety filled girl do? she can't see the disappointment in their orbs, specially his.“Let go. And look at your paper.” He stated, gripping the corner of the paper and yanking it away from my hold.Shaking my head vigorously, I turned around and crossed
“The ocean?”Zachariah hummed, looking away. Red tint covering the whole area of his cheeks.We both had left the basement since it was getting a bit hotter with time. Right now, we were seated on the same bean bags but on a different floor. The floor of Zachariah's bedroom. “Why?”“Uh, I don’t know. I have always loved the fresh sea breeze.”“Oh? Really? Well for some reason the color of eyes reminds me of the sea and the greenery within in it.” I blurted out with a small smirk latched on my face. His head turned towards me, wide eyed. “Eh, stop exaggerating.”“I’m quite serious though.” I shrugged, giving him a playful glare.He shook his head and mumbled, “but some people say that I have weird and scary eyes who lure people away.”A gasp left my mouth. “What-?! no way. Who the fuck said such thing?”“N-No one.” He sighed and stood up.His feet led him to the attached balcony.“Zar, you can't let people talk to you like that.” I scoffed whilst mimicking his actions.I walked and st
"I still think this is a bad idea.""Shut your mouth for once, okay?" I huffed as I went through his weird stuffed closet. "I swear Celestina, this is not good." He sighed, leaning against the door with his arms wrapped on his chest.I tsked, ignoring him for the twentieth time."Shush."From the past half an hour I was trying to find something elegant yet attractive at the same time but his wardrobe was filled with simple and cute clothes. Expected from a nerd. "Don't you have something presentable?" Tilting my head, I arched an eyebrow at him."Sorry for not being presentable." He mocked back mimicking my exact same expression."Oh boy this won't do. You need exposure and these pieces are getting in the way." I stated, getting up. Turning around, I exited his walk in closet with him following me behind. Tapping my chin, I thought for a better idea."You have too many bright colors." Diverting my eyes to his body, I carefully examined his aura."Black, dark grey and white would defi
"You're drooling, Zachariah."Red tint immediately covered his cheeks. He gulped and averted his eyes.The bright red dress I wore today was quite revealing then usual so it was obvious for him to stare at me those big doey eyes. The silky bodycon dress was backless, strapless and reach my mid thighs as tiny white sequins adorned the chest line."Ready?" I asked him and he hesitantly nodded. "Great, let's get you your very first drink." I smiled and walked towards the exit with him following me behind.I swear I had even heard a sharp intake of breath behind me.We both took his luxurious car and departed from my house, since apparently I had left mine at home.*Few moments later, we reached at our destination; also know as the club; Devils Red.We both exited the car with him shivering in fear and anxiety. As we marched towards the entrance, Zachariah suddenly halted and looked at me, "I-I'm not sure about this. Can we like g-go back?" He asked."Are you scared, Zar?" Tilting my hea
Ten painful minutes.It had been ten minutes since I was sitting here in Mr. Diaz's office and him staring at me like a hawk.My lips parted, attempting to start a conversation between us but he was faster than me. "Sorry to call you here on a short notice but I have been wanting to talk to you alone, ever since I saw you earlier."I clammed my fingers around each other and I nodded, ever so slightly, replying, "what did you want to talk about?"His stare turned into the slightest glare, as he leaned back on the couch."I'll not beat around the bush, so let me ask you this straight, do you have a thing for Zachariah?"My breath immediately hitched and my a line of shiver ran down my spine, there and then.Did I have a thing for him? Yes. Maybe, even greater than the feeling of infatuation, but would I tell him---his dad? Simply, no. I just couldn't, not even to Emilia.I was about to deny, but he casually exclaimed, as if he knew what I was about to to do. "Before you reply, think wis
I stared at the wall.Stared and just stared.Well, what was I supposed to do? After he left me all hot and bothered.And to put a cherry on top, that fucker smirked, smirked!"Are you gonna sulk like an idiot?"My head whipped towards Flora who had a glass of red juice in her hand as she leaned against the wall with a lazy smile adorning her face.I gave her a quick scan over. She was now wearing the same dress, in which we had entered before."Party's over?"She hummed, coming inside, with my dress in her other hand.Why didn't I notice it before? "Change and be downstairs. Apparently everyone decided to watch a movie." She mumbled, throwing the dress and my pantie at me which I swiftly caught.I gave her a blank nod, not before asking, "won't you ask what happened?""Whenever you're ready because I'm hoping it to be extra juicy." She gave out a light chuckle and in return I rolled my eyes. "Horny fuck."She laughed out again and walked out, closing the door behind her.My lungs ex
The world around me felt insanely hazy.Black, and turned off.And honestly I did prefer it that way, after everything that took place in my life.It was beyond just the universe, and above the horizon."Celestina, open your eyes."My body slightly stirred up at the sound entering in my ears. "Open up." The voice again demanded yet again near my face and at the very same time it felt so far away from my reach."Why isn't she waking up?" The light airy whispered, providing me a sense of comfort.The other didn't speak, however they did touch my forehead and this seemed to clear the haze and finally my eyes peeled open.The first thing my eyes met, were the blueish green orbs I loved more than anything in this goddamn universe."Oh thankgod. Tina, you fucking scared us."I broke off the eye contact, and tilted my head sideways to see a frightened Flora, kneeling next to my body."Chill, Lora."She gasped and gave me her infamous glare. "Chill? If it weren't for Zachariah, you'd be out o
Three words; I hate attention.Most importantly, from those who looked like they'll punch each other dry."You, good?" Nathaniel sat beside me on the pool floor, with his legs dipped in like I had.My lungs expanded and I heaved in a deep sigh, before whispering, "why are they staring at me?"Nathaniel's brows scrunched as his line of sight followed mine towards the pool. Ryder, Noah, Zachariah were on one side while Alexander, Caleb, Ares and Apollo on the opposite. Funny, I had two Ares in my life---one that had kidnapped me, then saved me with his own hands and the other which was a jokester and a swimmer.The world is truly funny, no?"Just staring? I thought, they are glaring." Flora said, tilting her head up towards me.She was already in the pool taking in the coldness of it."Aren't you coming?" Apollo questioned for the fifth time.I shake my head. "No, not in a mood.""Common, don't be such a mood killer, pretty princess." Ares spoke from beside him, only for me to roll my e
"So how do you like party so far?""Pretty good, and specially love the tenders you grilled."Emilia let out a soft laugh, as she massaged a thick layer of sunscreen on her arms. "Oh darling, it wasn't me, it was Nathan, Zach and Roberto."My eyes scrunched at the last name and she instantly mumbled Zachariah's dad."Hold on! The infamous Roberto Diaz is your husband?!" Flora screeched almost too loudly, making her laugh yet once again. "Yeah the poor wife of his is me.""No wonder I felt your name a bit familiar." She hummed to herself and I found myself getting confused. "Is he that famous?"Flora nodded at my question. "Girl, the news has said he runs the biggest chains of hotels and restaurants. And not to forget he has this company, called D.Co, news--this is one of the largest operating systems here in U.S and all over Europe."D.Co, where did I hear this word again?"And they are like billionaires."Emilia continued to apply, with a small smile. "Money doesn't buy everything Fl
"Do I look okay?"Flora gives me prolonged stare. "If you say it once again, I'll fucking bash your head."I sheepishly smiled."Don't give me that. You already know you look hot, so why being self-conscious?"I shrug and lean backwards.The past fifteen minutes, we were sitting idly in the parking lot with several other expensive cars lingering beside us. If one thing I would comment on this family---it was, hella luxurious.And to put a cherry on top, we were more than half an hour late. Zachariah even called me a few times which I ignored to the fullest."It's about Scarlett, yes?"I close my eyes for a bare moment before opening them once again."Nailed it. But why?""I don't know...The way he looks at her is different from the way he looks at me."Flora sighs, giving me one of her best glares she could muster. "Babe, you should be happy that the way he looks at you is different." My eyebrows scrunch and she further elaborates, giving me her full attention. "Remember I told you,
He was here a moment ago, kissing me.I let out a strangled breath as I inch up, elevating myself with the help of my elbows."Now tell me, why were you crying?" He sat on the chair with his one leg draped over the other and his arms crossed over his chest.I sit, lowering my skirt to cover however my hand abruptly halt when he growled under his breath, daring me no. My gaze moved towards him and to my surprise I found him starring at me.I shrug and disobeyed him, hiding away the red from his stare, getting a grunt. "That was just not nothing, Celestina. No one cries like that.""Were you watching me?" I questioned instead.He quirks his brow in return.I heave a deep sigh and lean back on my hands, tilting my head up towards the ceiling. "You can go back to your 'i'm ignoring you' expression, it was much better."He scoffs. "Trust me, it was. Scar was begging me to come back to my original self and for some reason it cuts the tension you were giving me."I roll my eyes at the mentio
"Is he ignoring you?"My brow rose and I simply gave Flora a half hearted shrug. "Am I supposed to know?""Shouldn't you?" She interlinked her arm with me.I once again shrug. As we both walked side by side towards the ground to attend our free period, my mind took me back to the day after we had done our shopping. It had been three days? Or could be more, since I barely saw him afterwards. Either he wasn't present or either he perfectly ignoring me. Whatever it was, it was messing with my brains.Oh and did I forget to mention? My mum wasn't a tad bit surprised when I told her I boxed to get the frustration out of me and that those men were the ones who messed with me and my friend's club, infact her chest had swelled with pride.Weird? I know right."Let's grab a ball or something?" She asked and I shook my head in a no. "Maybe you could go and play, I'll just sit for a while."She gave me a quick side glance. "And you think I'll leave you all alo---""Flora, our practice!" Two girl
Hot, fucking hot.Almost like a flowing lava that could burn your flesh.My eyes remained fixed on his, as I pressed the intercom and mumbled the burning sentence. "Can you bring a sheer lace one, in the color, red?"If he was going to play the game, then why would I fucking back down?The specs of blue moons in his eyes were glimmering with an emotion I couldn't put my finger on. The white light brought the rough lines of his face to life and for once he looked extra sexy---not that he didn't look everyday but today mine was an exception.I liked the way he was pressed against me. The softness of my body molding against the hard rigids of his. It felt nice...good.Zachariah stared deeply into my eyes for a brief moment. And then he tilts his head backwards. "Aren't you a freaky one?" He whispers against the soft silence.My finger leaves the intercom. The same hand travelled up his chest in the slowest way possible. "And you are not? Boyfie. Others might not know but you are hiding s