Enzo:
My head was all over the place as my preparation for college had me neck deep. And as an athlete, I had a lot more forms to fill and things to do. I had gotten my room in the student athlete's apartment, and registered myself to be able to earn through playing basketball.
I know it's a lot for me but staying at the apartment in Mirrielees was beneficial was us athletes because the coaches would be able to keep proper tabs on us. And I was pursuing a higher degree but by being an average Stanford Athletics, I had a flexible schedule to accommodate both my sports and my studies. I just had to balance both times equally. I couldn't let sports cut in too much into my study time.
Rebecca came down with her kids to help me prepare for college. Her husband came but he left two days after. My mother was around but my dad left roughly three days later. He had an important business trip. But at least I was grateful that he graced me with his presence before
Audrey:Settling down in college was not an easy task. Everything was entirely different from high school and more advanced. Finding my way around was hell as I always found a way of getting lost. I got late a few times to my classes but after a month, I kinda got a hang of the environment.My parents called once in a while to check up on me and how I was coping. Mum had accompanied me to Redwood city to help get me settled but she left three days later.I had very well completed my registrations for my required classes and gotten the names of a few of my teachers handling my classes.Of all my classes so far, Anatomy was my favourite. Physiology wasn't so bad but histology was a pain the ass. I had to spend extra hours visiting a library just to keep my understanding up to date.I sighed as I walked into t
Audrey: My attention was dedicated to the woman standing infront of the class, teaching. It was more of an interactive session as she urged students to voice out their opinions and she'd shed more light on it. I was able to jot down a lot because I understood quite well. Funny how I had researched on this topic but didn't understand it as much as I did now. My eyes shifted to the boy sitting beside me. He had an elbow propped on the desk to support his head as he occasionally twirled the pen in his hands or tapped it against his notebook. His brows would furrow every now and then, and he'd write something constructive on his notebook. I saw his hands move coordinatedly against the book and I immediately got curious. He pouted his lips, carrying half his attention on what he was writing and what the professor was saying.
Enzo: My eyes were focused on the woman who had summoned me. Judging by her features, she was very young. Probably in her middle thirties. From the look on her face, I could tell she wasn't very pleased with my performance nor behaviour in her class. Scratch that, she wasn't pleased at all. Her face wore the most stern expression, and I immediately knew that it was not a good sign. I approached her, with a hand rubbing my nape. I brought my eyes up to meet hers and she just shook her head. "Really? Misbehaving during my lecture and you're expecting to understand Anatomy? Are you a joke?" She queried me.I winced, "I just asked for help, how does that make me a joke?" I questioned, raising a brow at her. So maybe I wasn't exactly asking for help from the pretty burnett I was sitting next to. But to defend my claims, she was holding a somewhat educational conversation with me."Listen Santana, you were brought to my class because your grades were bad..." She reminded me."I know, I w
Enzo: By the time I had gotten to my room, I was tired as hell and with a fuse that was going to blow at the slightest provocation. My evening was going horribly. Coach gave us the hardest time and I was highly convinced that I was going to slump anytime soon. I dropped my bag on my table and switched on the lights. Every muscle in my body was aching real bad. I took my T-shirt off and groaned, flexing my muscles as my sore body protested. My joints were burning. I massaged my nape, cracking my neck to ease the soreness I had there. I flexed my left arm, till I heard a pop and did the same for my right arm. I let out a relived sigh as the pain in my body reduced. Grabbing a towel, I stripped off my cargo pants and headed into the bathroom. I was in desperate need of a hot shower. I dumped myself under the shower, turning on the hot water. My shoulders slumped in relaxation at the easing effect. I sighed, letting my back hit the wal
Audrey: My eyes peeled open at the loud bang of my door. I shook my head, trying to shake off the sleep that was still creeping in despite my sudden headache. I glanced at the book in my hands, realizing that I had dozed off while studying. I sighed in defeat, dropping the book on the table and put myself on my feet. My legs felt so wobbly and I groaned. I made my way to my living room, haunting for the reason why my door suddenly gave out a loud bang. I stopped in my tracks at the sight of a bleeding Martin, who was hanging on Asher's shoulder for support. His eyes were barely opening but shutting more on their own. I spotted the gash by the left side of his face, directly above the rare end of his brow. My mouth fell open as Asher gently lowered him on my red couch. "Oh my God..." The sleep faraway from me as I rushed to Marti
Audrey:My head laid on the headrest of the couch, strayed, threatening to dangle off. My eyes snapped open, jolting me fully awake. The headache wasn't left behind, my head was now throbbing heavily.I groaned, holding my head in place, scared that it might fall off. I gently lifted myself up and took a look around. The guys were littered around my living room.Asher was passed out on the floor, Bentley on the couch, Carter on the floor and Martin was nowhere to be found in the living room. I looked around and the living room was clean. My guess was Asher cleaned up after everything.I yawned quietly, stretching my aching body. I never was a couch person so sleeping on the armchair didn't do me any good. Not one bit.I quietly moved up, making my way to the kitchen in gentle steps, not wanting to wake anyone up. Yesterday was hectic for everyone. I rubbed my eye as
Enzo: I sat, eyes trained on my laptop. I had a busy day planned but the sudden cancellation of practice eased it off by a few hours. No aching arms for me today and honestly, I was grateful. Also, I get to have enough time to do my report on the last histology practical we had. "Did you hear?" My ears perked up at the sudden voice and my eyes momentarily rose to meet Daniel walking up to me. "Eric Fugerson broke his arm during practice yesterday. And since it's going to take a while for him to heal, Coah Derick is quite in a delima in appointing a new temporary team captain." He stated."Hmm." Was I could do as I had my attention feed on my ongoing report. "No one knows who he is going to appoint and with rumours of a competition being at hand, everyone is tensed. I won't lie, I am tensed. Coach has been really agitated and well cold for a week now, it puts me on edge." He confessed.
Enzo: I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed. I didn't even look that bad, just a little stubble and moustache growing in which wasn't much of a surprise to me, I had shaved just last week Friday and here I was, again. My hair sat in messy curls over my face and a glance at the back revealed my undercut losing it's beautiful. The back was growing in real fast and I groaned because I wasn't ready for another trip to the barber's shop anytime soon. Bringing my eyes back to my hairy face, I got ready to shave and hit the shower immediately after. I stood in front of the mirror, eyes roaming my outfit. A black bogus T-shirt and mid-wash ripped jeans didn't seem like a bad pair up. I got out my black combat boots from the wardrobe and cleaned them. I slung my cross body sling bag to the back and touched myself a little with my favourite sandalwood and van
Hey lovelies, thank you all for giving this book a chance. I'm sorry for slow updates. Honestly, the reason things have been slow for me is mainly because I'm now in Nursing school so I have less time to write now.Also, I've been properly editing and rewriting this very story as I plan to do with others. I have better equipments now so less typos for everyone, 'cause honestly that stuff is very embarrassing. All in all, to everyone that gave this book a read and contributed to it, I'm really grateful. It means so much to me. Thanks for the support, you guys don't know how much it helps with anxiety and depression. ❤❤
Audrey:I was speechless, standing frozen to the ground. My mouth ran dry as my eyes slowly left Asher's tensed figure to land on the slender beauty that stood staring at me with a very coy smile. Everything about her spelt dangerous, her aura had a certain kind of cool chill and draw. Better put, if she was a drug, she'd be one of those drugs the doctor would tell you would give you euphoria and get you addicted, but is very dangerous to your health.I didn't doubt why Enzo would have ever been attracted to her. She had a magnetic pull, she was pretty and her voice was seductive without effort. Suddenly my heart slowly began pounding in my chest. I didn't know why I was feeling like this, she was his Ex. They aren't together anymore. But then, a small very wicked voice was slithering vile words into my head.Why was she back? Was Enzo aware? If he knew, Asher wouldn't have been as shocked and perplexed as he was now because Enzo would have told him. Bullshit! Kimora was back, Bentley
Audrey: "Get your ass out of that bed right now Audrey." I groaned as Asher kept tugging on my leg in an attempt to pull me out of the bed. I was freaking tired. I stood for three hours in a miserable practical session and let me just tell you that it was awful. My whole legs were stiff and numb and my back aching. My hair was a mess from the constant whipping of my neck around and loosening of my rubber band when my head began to throb. Honestly, considering the fact that Asher and I were in the same group, I was seriously wondering how he still had the energy to try to get me out of bed and the stamina to still stand. "I'm fucking tired Asher." I groaned out in my most hoarse voice, which was not my fault because I was tired. Have I said that before?"Tired, smired. Get your ass out of that bed young lady. The game is in an hour and you promised Bent you'd be there. Also, let's not forget the fact that you'd also want to see someone else." His tone was suggestive and that did the
Enzo:"So officially Mr Larson is off my great understanding chart..." I strolled past Daniel with a can of soda in my hands, who seemed to be doing a double check on the contents packed into his backpack. "that man kept raging on and on about haemoglobin and it's use in the body, moving the pictures on the slideshow indecisively— from big zoom to normal again. I swear by the time an hour was over, my eyes were begging for mercy and my head throbbing. I don't know what made him like that this week, but it's either the topics really get to him or, he's just going through a phase." He sighed in exasperation, rubbing the pad of his index fingers on the sides of his head.I tapped away on my phone, forgetting the fact that I had company and he seemed to be talking to me."Dude... You weren't listening were you?" Daniel deadpanned, cocking a brow at the obvious. He cast his eyes down to catch a peek at the phone in my hands. I sat, tapping the bottom side of the phone against my thigh, ack
Enzo:My eyes fluttered open and my hands went to run my fingers through my hair. I turned to the little human snuggling into me. Her arms wrapped around my torso, her legs intertwined with mine, her knee brushing across my member. Her brown locks were sprawled across her face, strands slipping into her slightly parted lips.I felt warmth crawl into my heart as I kept staring at her with admiration, care, amusement and love. She fit so much into my arms. It's been a while since I've felt like this, since I've woken up like this, with so much emotion. I felt at peace whenever I was with her. She was a bundle of cuteness. Conversations with her were always the best, I always looked forward to them.I pulled her closer, hearing her moan in her sleep and shift. I stifled a chuckle, wanting not to wake her up. I brought my hands to her face, lightly brushing her wild strands from her face. I have never felt like this since after her. I willed my mind to leave the dreaded memories and focus
Audrey:A deep sound at the back of his throat, erupted an excited moan from me. My heart was beating twice as fast as his lips moved against mine. His mouth swallowed my gasp and used it as an opportunity to gain more access into my mouth.His tongue fought for dominance against mine and at that moment, all my rationality and principles flew out of the fucking window. My body melted into his like butter under intense heat. I couldn't resist it anymore, I traced my hands from his face and finally entangled them in his dark curls. I was right, they were soft and smelled like him, like Vanilla. His hands sneaking to my waist and snaking themselves around it, he hoisted me up and settled me on his thighs. His fingers tightened it's grip around me, digging into my waist. His breathing growing slower, harder and more furious. He let a throaty groan escape his throat when I accidentally bit his lower lip. "Fuck!" He breathed, pulling me even closer."Sorry." I whispered shyly, peeking at hi
Audrey:"Oh my God, did he just hack Arnie in the head with that axe?" I exclaimed in horror, chewing my popcorn slowly. "And now he's heading for Cindy and Alice. Shit, I can't watch." I made to cover my eyes with my palms but Enzo grabbed my hands, a chuckle reverberating from his chest."Relax Ad, it's just a movie." "A movie where two girls are about to get hacked to death by a guy who just got sacrificed to the devil, and is now his lackey. No thank you." I deadpanned, about to resume covering my eyes when his big hand seized both my hands again."No way, you're watching every clip to the end." He said to me.I brought my eyes to the TV and sighed when the girls were safe but then panic emitted inside me when I searched the screen for the newly turned killer and he wasn't anywhere in sight. "Shit! Where did tommy go?" "He uh, left them and went into the camp." I looked up at Enzo and I could see he was wondering if answering me was a good idea."Alright, at this juncture, I say
Audrey:I sat, tapping away on my phone. I was lying horizontally on my armchair, with my legs crossed on one arm and my head resting on the other arm. I placed a pillow on my tummy, resting my arms on it. I had my earphones plunged into my ear, blasting Stitches by Shawn Mendes. I loved that song; actually, I loved everything Shawn Mendes, ranging from his cute looks to his soul-searching voice.Asher was lying on my red fixed couch, smiling at his screen. He was texting Claire. He hasn't let go of that phone since the day began and it was already 7pm. I hated it whenever Asher was into someone, reasons why? Because, then, he'd have his whole attention stuck on her and let me tell you, when he's like that, any other thing happening around him, is definitely not having his attention. I removed my eyes from Asher with an eyeroll. This was a cringeworthy sight, but I was happy for him. He deserved to experience what an actual attraction felt like. He has had enough of flings, hookups a
Enzo:I dropped myself on my bed, with a refreshed look on my face. I picked up my phone from my nightstand, ready to go through my messages. Actually, I couldn't wait to text her. I hoped she didn't get freaked or something by what happened in the restroom. Did I come off as too much to her? I clicked my tongue dryly and unlocked my phone, entering my W******p and going through my messages. I stared at her Dm, wondering what I'm to send her. Should I apologise? Should I say hi? God this is difficult. Biting my lip in contemplation, I finally decided on what to text her:Hey, you home yet?I hoped she'd read it soon and reply me because I was dying of worry."You look bothered." Daniel said, stepping out of the bathroom with blue shorts on, wiping his wet hair with a towel.I turned to him, "I'm fine." I said with a shrug."Never said you weren't." He replied and I threw a glare his way. "Someone took an awful lot of time in the restroom." He said, hinting at something. I narrowed my