Serena was closing her locker after fetching the book she needed for the next class when a masculine voice resonated. She turned to find Oliver- one of the hot studs of her school.
“Hey,” he approached, flashing his charming smile. Serena smiled back, already having a hunch as to why he was there.
“How are you and…..where is your bestie?” his eyes keenly searched around. Serena already knew he didn’t care about her well-being, he just wanted to know where Shanice was.
“She is in a meeting with the principal,” so she gave him the answer he was looking for, politely so. Oliver was hitting on Shanice for a long time. However, Shanice wasn’t interested in him.
The boy rubbed the back of his neck- a nervous tic. He then reached inside his back pocket and fished out a note.
“Umm….can you like give it to her?” he asked. Serena sighed inwardly. His twentieth love note this month. She pitied the boy. He was good-looking but he wasn’t the only one vying for Shanice’s attention. Shanice was the Goddess of Central High. The prima donna. Boys flocked her everywhere she went in the hope of getting one glance from her.
Shanice, however, wasn’t just a pretty face. She was smart, kind, competitive, and the first female president of their college student council. The woman was as flawless as a diamond.
Like always, Serena took the note, maintaining her smile. Boys often reached out to her to get to her bestie. She was like her manager.
“You are awesome,” Oliver chirped before giving her a mock salute and sprinting off to God knows where.
Serena glanced down at the note and heaved another sigh.
…
Serena found Shanice in their usual spot in the canteen and made her way toward their table. Like always, Shanice had everyone’s attention without even trying. Serena noticed guys from other tables checking her out now and then. With rose-gold hair, hazel eyes, and remarkable features to match, she was an attention magnet. However, Shanice’s entire focus was on her phone. It seemed she was reading something.
“Reed?” Serena guessed and slumped down in the chair across from her. Shanice smiled in confirmation. Reed and Shanice were in an on-and-off relationship for long. She didn’t know what was the real deal between them. They liked each other but never stuck together for long. Reed’s parents were one of the richest families in their town. They owned their school. For obvious reasons, Reed was given a lot of leeway. He would barely attend school, always out world touring. Serena believed they made the perfect couple, considering Reed was a stunner himself.
Serena slid the note towards Shanice. Her bestie glanced down at the note before giving her a confused look.
“ What is it?” she asked.
“Open up,” Serena nodded towards the note. Shanice took the note and opened it.
Her eyes glided over the words. With a neutral face, she folded the paper and put it back on the table.
Serena sent a knowing smile her way.
“So what’s your response?” she teased. Shanice sighed.
“You know it already, I am not interested in him,” she answered dryly.
"He is cute though," Serena shrugged.
"And crazy too if he thinks he can get me by writing these horribly spelled letters. Tell him to chase girls of his status. I don't date storekeepers," Shanice shot back. Serena was taken aback by her rude reply and the haughty tone her voice had adopted.
"He is not a storekeeper, his father is. And how does that even matter?" Serena asked, genuinely confused. Shanice quickly realised her mistake.
"You know I didn't mean it that way. It's just the principal is stressing me out and then him. Of course, no work is big or small but he really should stop acting so desperate," she explained in her honey-coated voice. Serena was too naive to doubt her.
"I am just so tired of being chased by boys all the time. Their non-stop compliments irritate me now. No matter how much I shut them off they just don't take the damn hint. Trust me, you are so lucky you don't have to face this, Rena. I wish we could switch our bodies like they do in the movies. Maybe then I will have some peace," Shanice sighed as though exhausted.
Serena flashed her an awkward smile not sure how to take her statement. It didn't sound right, in fact, a little humiliating but she brushed it off, certain Shanice meant well.
“So how did the meeting go?” Serena questioned, curious.
“The principal has agreed to expand students’ parking space. He was adamant but you know me I don’t stop until I get what I want,” Shanice winked at Serena. The statement was true. Shanice competitive side was scary. She was an absolute monster. But other than that, she was a sweet girl. Very down to the earth and understanding as a friend. Serena and Shanice were bff since middle school. Before befriending Shanice, Serena was constantly bullied. But it all ended when one day Shanice came to her rescue and chased off her bullies. Since then they became inseparable.
“Hey,” Serena turned her face to see Adam coming their way, his eyes set on Shanice.
“For you. I heard you have a thing for Oreo shake,” Adam leaned over their table and bored his admiring gaze into Shanice, totally ignoring Serena. Adam was a popular jock. Shanice glanced briefly at the shake before bringing her attention back to him. She smirked.
“Is it free or Will I have to pay for it?” Shanice flirted. Shanice and Adam were fuck buddies.
“You can pay me tonight. I’ll bring chocolate,” he winked at her. She smiled in response.
Serena watched them, used to their explicit conversation by now. Adam was another Shanice die-heart fan. Adam left shortly after setting their night date.
The bell rang.
“I’ll see you in Maths,” Serena got up from her seat to go to her class. Shanice gave her a nod and they both parted to get to their respective classes.
.........
“Have you done the homework?” Serena asked Ayleen.
“What homework?” Ayleen asked, genuinely confused. Serena gave her a “you can’t be serious look.” Ayleen was completely unbothered.
“The homework that Mr. Assman gave us yesterday,” Serena reminded her. Ayleen rolled her eyes.
“You have done it?” Ayleen shot back at her. Serena nodded. She was a goody two shoes. She didn’t have a choice though. She was tired of being passed around in the name of foster care. She wanted to be a doctor and have a stable life.
“Show me. I’ll just copy,” Ayleen shrugged. Serena rolled her eyes but passed her copy to Ayleen.
“Do you know the principal has finally decided to expand the parking space,” Serena told Ayleen. Ayleen was like a lone wolf. A tomboy with a resting bitch face. She rides a motorcycle to school and wouldn't run it over people if they tried to bother her. For obvious reasons, she doesn’t have many friends. In fact, her list of friends starts and ends with Serena.
“How so?” Ayleen asked without moving her eyes up from the copy she was writing in.
“Shanice told me. She persuaded him,” Serena explained.
“How? By fucking him?” Ayleen spat. The girl never liked Shanice from the beginning. Serena couldn’t understand why.
“I don’t get it. What is your problem with her? Why do you keep making snide remarks about her?” Serena argued, not liking this offending remark about her best friend. Ayleen looked up from her copy to Serena. Ayleen wouldn’t deny that she was jealous of their friendship. Serena was the best best friend one could have. But her judgment of Shanice didn’t stem from that. Serena was too naive to look beyond Shanice's facade. Shanice was nice and sweet only because she was the “jewel in the crown.” She has a wealthy background, supportive friends, attention, and striking beauty- everything that a person could dream of. She was confident and assured that she was unbeatable. And she wasn’t some bimbo, she was smart enough to know how to have people keep liking her. Ayleen had caught the superior look in her eyes several times she tried acting modest. She believed she was above everyone and that’s where her supposed sweetness came from. She is agreeable because there is no one to contest her. Her true nature will come out when someone threatens her reign.
“Because she is a pretending bitch,” Ayleen summed up in one line. She knew Serena wouldn’t believe her so she didn’t bother to explain.
“You don’t know her,” Serena countered, annoyed.
“You value her a lot. I truly hope you don’t regret it in the future,” Ayleen replied sincerely. Serena was too innocent to see how Shanice was undermining her. Her loyalty to Shanice was admirable, but Ayleen knew it was going to hurt her really bad someday. Some day she will regret befriending Shanice.
After a tiring shift at the clinic, she returned to her empty house. It was a studio apartment with couple furnitures around. She had rented the worn-out apartment from an old lady. Serena knew nothing about her parents except that a woman had left her at the orphanage's door, probably her mother. She was clearly unwanted. Since then Serena was passed around from one foster care to another. Her last foster family was the worst. They were druggies and adopted her only to pull cash from the government. She got a job when fifteen and started saving. Once she had saved enough, she escaped. Shanice’s father who was a hot-shot lawyer, stepped in and made sure her foster family didn’t trouble her again. Shanice and her family insisted that she stay with them, but Serena refused. They already had done a lot for her, she didn’t want to burden them anymore. Plus she had to learn to be on her own. Sighing, Serena dropped her bag on the chair and headed straight to her room. There was a foldi
“Let her go,” the boy repeated assertively, showing no sign of fear. Serena wasn’t able to comprehend how this boy was not afraid of Xander’s intimidating appearance. Xander actually listened and released Serena to make his way toward the boy who just had dared to threaten him. Blood drained down Serena’s face as Xander’s intention became clear with each stride. He was going to hurt him. But before she could say anything, both the boys were already in each other’s faces, staring one other down. Their unyielding confrontation sent tension crackling in the air. Serena swallowed, expecting worse. “Do we have a problem?” Xavier ground out, not happy with the interruption. “You tell me,” the boy held his head high and chin up. Not intimidated at all. He wasn’t being cocky, just fearless which Serena wasn’t sure if it was a good thing. He might be taller than Xavier, but Xavier was definitely more muscular than him. “You are trying to get a beating, ain’t you, Four eyes?” Xavier too
Once the class was over, she grabbed her bag and hurried her way to the canteen. He was already in there, looking for her. She reached over and tapped his upper arm as she couldn't reach his shoulder. He turned around and those jade-green eyes stole her breath all over again. “I was looking for you,” he told her, inducing another flutter through her heart. She smiled and dropped her gaze to the ground, hoping her blush wasn't visible. “How was your class?” she asked and led him towards the counter.“Good, I guess,” he lifted his one shoulder in a half-shrug. Serena found the act cute. The boy got her tray from the counter and handed her before taking his own. She murmured a thank you and led him to her usual spot. Serena couldn’t help but steal glances at him as he sat across from her, completely unaware of her growing infatuation with him. The more she looked at him, the more she felt attracted to him. He was surrounded by an air of mystery and intrigue. Something dangerous.
Days passed by, Serena noticed Asher had made some friends of which Chad seemed to be his closest. Chad was one of the basket players- popular but not conceited like the other players. Serena and Chad had never really talked as they moved in different circles, but she knew he was a decent guy. Asher had picked a good friend. “Hey,” a familiar voice interrupted her thoughts. She raised her gaze and a smile of its own bloomed across her face when she found those captivating eyes looking at her. “Hey,” she replied a little shyly. Smiling, he took a seat beside her. His scent wafted through her nostrils, throwing her senses into a delirium. He didn’t smell like expensive colognes, but like soap and fabric softener, and she loved it. She wanted to sniff him and overflow her lungs with his scent. “How are you?” she asked, genuinely curious. She found herself wanting to know more and more about him. “Good. And you?” he asked, looking to be in a good mood. She did not know why the lif
Shanice pulled in and slid on her Ray ban.“Is this the place?” Shanice questioned, scanning their surrounding. “Yup. According to the map,” Serena replied. Shanice opened her door and Serena followed suit. During their discussion, Asher had told her that his part-time job was to assist people riding water flyboards. The revelation had obviously thrilled Serena. She had never ridden a fly board before. When Asher found out, he invited her over for a ride. Serena had shared this with Shanice and Shanice expressed her will to accompany as she also had never ridden a flyboard. Serena was overjoyed. They walked a few feet and finally the lake came into their view. Serena spotted Asher who was helping the rider get off the board. “Asher,” she shouted and waved to him after she had her attention. Serena looked into those eyes and the world stopped moving for her for a second. He wasn’t wearing his glasses today. He smiled at her before shifting his gaze to Shanice. Shanice took off her
Serena was so happy. The whole weekend she had been reminiscing the moments they had together. She had never imagined flyboarding would be such a thrilling experience. This weekend felt as long as a decade. Humming a tune to herself, she emptied her milk carton into the small bowl she had set outside her apartment for cats before skipping her way toward the bus stand. “Serena,” she smiled involuntarily when his deep voice hit her ears. Turning around, she found him coming towards her. Her heart swooned at his sight. He was looking nothing different- same thick glasses, loose clothes but still, he managed to send a nervous flutter through her poor heart. To her dismay though, he had put on his glasses. How she wished he hadn’t. She wanted to see his eyes without any barrier. “How was your weekend?” he asked as he came to a halt in front of her. Serena was not really an introvert girl but for some weird reason, her mind would shut down every time he asked her anything. She just fel
The sun was pouring in through the window in heavy stream, keeping the room bright. Serena wasn’t able to focus on the lesson today, her eyes kept darting towards the door. The class was on for twenty minutes and he still had not come. Is he on leave today? Why though? He wasn’t the type to miss classes on a whim. Concern stirred within her. Is he okay? She promptly took out her phone and opened the messaging app. She typed him a message asking about his well-being. She pressed the send button and just then the wooden door creaked open. Her head snapped up towards it along with others. Her eyes flared out slightly when she saw him standing at the doorway. An unconscious smile crossed her lips. But then she frowned when she noticed he was wearing a hoodie on this scorching day. His head was downcast, hiding his face. The teacher asked him his reason for coming late and he responded with a vague answer. Thankfully, the teacher allowed him in with a warning as he was one of the brighte
Serena was intrigued now. She wanted to see underground fighting. She had been researching it since he told her about it and she couldn’t help but be both thrilled and nervous about it. She had casually asked him if they had different names like fighters do. He told her that they do but didn’t disclose his name. She was smart enough to pick up all the clues he dropped inadvertently. With their help, she looked it up on the internet. She was amazed to know such illegal groups even had websites. How come cyber people are not taking heed of them. Looks like there was only one underground boxing group in their city. The time was 11 PM to 5 AM. She knew it could be dangerous. She was aware of all the risks involved. It was an illegal place which meant no guards. And still, she couldn’t shake off her curiosity. She wanted to see how such places work. She had always been a good girl playing by the book but once she wanted to do something wild. And her propeller was Asher. She wanted to see
Four Years Later After finishing her shift, Serena returned home only to find Asher singing Brianna a lullaby and rocking her gently to sleep. Dream sweet dreams for me Dreams sweet dreams for you...... Her lips curved into a smile as she leaned against the doorframe and watched him lulling their daughter to sleep. Soon tears welled up in her eyes as she realised how perfect their life was going. Bree was lost in her dreamland but it seemed Asher was not ready yet to part from her so he kept singing and rocking her. Wiping away her tears, she walked inside letting him sense her presence. Asher turned around. His eyes lit up when he saw her. "She is asleep," she told him, smiling. His features softened. "I know," he replied. He just didn't want to let go of her. "How was the work?" he asked as he laid little Bree in her cradle. "Same usual," she answered, watching him. "How was your day," Serena asked. She felt so lucky to have Asher. He was working from home for over a
The verdict was out. Shanice was sentenced to 16 years in prison for all her crimes. Her career, her life was over. Mr. Cooper broke the news to Asher. Asher felt bad for Mr. Cooper but chose not to pick on his wounds. He thanked the attorney and invested in his firm generously for his help as Mr. Cooper refused to accept a fee from him. After wrapping up his meeting with him, Asher picked up his book on parenting and resumed reading. He leaned back in his chair, put on his glasses, and got to work. The word "excitement" did not measure up to what he was feeling. His wait was almost over. In just a few days, he would be a dad. He will be holding his own child in his arms. It just felt unbelievable. If ten years ago someone had told him that one day his life would be full of joy, happiness, and laughter, he would have beaten the shit out of them for mocking him. His life had taken such a beautiful turn. It was all because of his sweet angel. Serena. She was the source of his happine
Their body moved together in melodious harmony, pushing and pulling like a magnet. Asher grabbed her face close and deepened their kiss. Saliva dripped down the corner of their mouth, their eyes closed but their senses hyperaware. He could taste passion on her tongue and by God, he was hooked. The lashing of her tongue against his sent thousands of volts of current down his veins. No matter how many times he fuck her, it was still not enough. He craved their proximity like a man craves oxygen. Her sweet moans, feeble gasps, and innocent response fed his insatiable hunger for her. Time stood still as they explored each other's bodies, their connection growing deeper with every passing moment. Those wet sounds turning louder with his every vigorous stroke. Breaking the kiss, he buried his face into the crook of her neck. Her ass was perched on her study desk and he was standing between her thighs. The day after tomorrow was her viva and instead of studying, here she was indulging in ca
Serena learned morning sickness isn't limited to the morning only. It continued all day long and on top of that, she had also developed a strong aversion to non-vegetarian food which meant Asher couldn't enjoy them either. Her hormones were like a roller coaster, constantly shooting up and down, affecting her mood. Asher was having a hard time keeping up with her mood swings. One moment she would be laughing, and the next, she would be crying like a baby, leaving Asher utterly confused.The doctor had warned him beforehand about her coming mood swings. She said pregnancy does it to women and more so in her case as her body was working extra hard to keep the baby. He had not expected it to be this bad when the doctor had told him that it would be "bad." The other day she kicked him out of their room only because he fell asleep before her. He had to take refuge in the guest room that night. Her temper is always at the boiling point but what bothered him the most was her physical distre
"You don't have to go," Asher tried to dissuade Serena from accompanying him to the court. He was reluctant to take her along as he didn't want Shanice's evil eyes to touch her or their baby. Serena firmed the knot of his tie and angled her head up to meet his eyes. He was looking down at her with concern. "You are worrying for nothing. No harm can touch me as long as you are by my side," she reassured him. She didn't believe in herself as much as she believed in him. She had no concern for her safety for she knew Asher wouldn't let anything happen to her or their baby. Besides, Shanice would be in shackles. There is no way for her to inflict harm on them. And Serena was done being in the background."You've already made up your mind, haven't you?" he questioned with a sigh. Serena's smile widened in response."Yes. I am coming," she chirped, giving a light pat on his chest. ......Mr. Cooper was already at the court when they arrived. The color had returned on his face but it had
Serena woke up to something wet trailing down her neck. Even in a half-asleep state, she recognized his soft yet possessive touch. A moan escaped her mouth as she tried to scoot away only to be pulled back into the safety of is embrace. His arms were coiled around her, keeping her closer. She had missed a morning like this. A sense of serenity washed upon her.Her eyes fluttered open, greeted by the sight of a clear, blue sky from the window. The wet sensation was now replaced by ticklish fluff of kisses. She gazed out at the clear sky all the while savoring the feel of his lips against her skin. As he had shattered the door, nothing was stopping the chilly gusts from invading the room. The curtains caught in the breeze fluttered and billowed. However, they remained shielded by the covers- naked and tangled beneath it. "Good Morning," he breathed hotly against her skin, causing her to shiver in delight. His bedroom voice was a huge turn-on. What felt like an eternity, she was finall
In a blink, Asher was in front of her. Before she could comprehend anything, he gripped her hair in a vice-like grip, forced her face up, and slammed his mouth against hers. Biting and nibbling, he mauled her soft flesh with his brutal kiss. He sank his teeth into her sweet flesh, causing blood to ooze. Now that felt like a bloody kiss. The kiss was so brutal yet so intense that she couldn't help but feel delirious. His hand pulled taut on her hair, eliciting moans from her, the sound intertwining with their passionate kiss. Asher devoured her mouth with an insatiable hunger as though he was an addict and her sweet juicy lips were his drug. His free hand went around and unhooked her bra with a sense of urgency. He needed to get rid of all these clothes between them. Impatient for her touch, he seized her wrist and made her rub his bulge through the fabric. An animalistic grunt tore from his throat at her first caress. His cock had suffered the most after his heart during their separ
An idea occurred to Serena, causing a mischievous glint to enter her eyes. Asher oblivious to the little plan brewing in her mind continued to smoke with his back on her. The familiar scent of tobacco surrounded him. It was after a very long time he was smoking. He wouldn't lie one of the reasons he was smoking right now was to vex her. She didn't like him smoking. The air outside was chilling but as the tobacco bled into his veins, he didn't feel it as bad as it was. A rustling noise from inside caught his attention, causing his ears to perk up. Curious, he turned around only to discover she had pulled aside all the curtains from the glass walls that separated the balcony from the room. He located her at the end of the wall, carrying a suggestive glint in her eyes as she drew aside the last curtain. Asher raised his brows in skepticism, her body language felt different. She coyly bit down on her lip and started walking backward, maintaining their eye contact. On her way, she turn
"Did you write it with your blood?" she asked in disbelief, her eyes bulging out of her sockets. Asher grinned proudly."Yes," he answered. Serena raised her gaze to him. Seeing no expectant smile on her face, his own grin shrunk. "Are you a kid? Why would you do this?" she asked, baffled. Kids do these kinds of stuff in school. What happened to his rationality?A frown settled over his lips. "You wanted it," he answered, unsure why she was unhappy. Didn't she want him to write a letter to her? It had taken him a lot of effort to write it. He literally spilled his blood for it. This wasn't the reaction he was hoping for. His answer set her off. She narrowed her eyes at him. "When did I ask you to write me a letter with your blood?" she snapped, leaving Asher with no defense. Asher was still confused as to why she was focusing on unnecessary stuff and not reading the letter. She looked down at his hand and seized it. With a long sigh, she upturned his hand to find a bandaid on his