Asher stared at Naomi, too shocked to say a word. She held his gaze and he could see her confusion in her eyes. He felt Anita trying to get to him in the mind link and he blinked and shook his head slightly, his gaze still on Naomi. “You don’t want to talk about the party?” he asked. Naomi shrugged
“Ugh,” she growled in annoyance, storming down to her locker. “Naomi?” she heard and turned to see Justin jogging to catch up to her. “Are you okay?” “I’m fine,” she replied but her tone was angry. Even she was surprised at why she was feeling that angry. No matter what anybody does to her, she ha
During the last class of the day. Naomi sat behind Trisha and kept staring at her back, the thought that this was the last time she would be seeing was eating her up. She was torn between telling her and just letting nature takes its course. She closed her eyes and heaved a sigh, her heart beating l
“Listen, don’t go on that joy ride,” Naomi said and Asher’s eyes widened in shock, how did she know? He wanted to ask her. From the obvious silence from the girls, he could tell that they were shocked too before the one he believes was the Trisha started laughing and the rest joined her. He didn’t
The red sports car blocked Naomi’s part a few meters from school and she frowned. She already knows who it belonged to. Just then, the black tinted glass of the driver’s side lowered and she saw the handsome boy behind the steering wheel. “Get in,” he said without looking at her. “No thank you, I c
“You know what I mean. Today in the cafeteria, I noticed your eyes flash red and when you were telling me to get into the car, I noticed they were transparent brown. And then, in the car while you are asking me about the accident, they were red once more and now, they are blue. Why? Why is your eyes
“Naomi,” Asher called and sighed in relief when she finally looked at him, “are you okay?” “Asher,” she whispered, “who…” she wanted to ask but her question was interrupted when Asher quickly pulled her into arms and she crashed on his chest. She looked up at him in shook but he was looking somewhe
“Naomi,” the creature called then and Noami’s shocked eyes went from Asher’s bloodshot eyes to the creature only to gasp because now, the creature has a face and it was that of Jeremy, the boy who was killed by a lorry two weeks ago. “You made me like this,” he accused, “you could have saved me but