I picked up the chair Soleil pushed to the ground. Then looked at Micah, who was rumbling mean words.
Micah couldn’t forgive Soliel and the truth to be told. I couldn’t either, but unlike Micah, I was reminded to stay cool-headed.
Micah looked at me and asked, “Can’t you get angry, or aren’t you mad at all?” I softly laughed as I didn’t know how to respond to her.
“Well…I am angry. But we’re in school. I can’t just lash everything out,” I tried answering her.
“You should get angry more. I don’t like the fact you always stay calm in everything,” Micah looked away from me and pulls out a black notebook from her bag. “I didn’t want to do this, but she’s now in my death notebook.”
I guess this is how friendships are. There will be those who aren’t genuine at all. No, I’m actually at fault. I should have known what kind of person Soleil was. But her acting was too great that I didn’t notice.
“Micah, did you ever notice how Soleil acted in front of us?”
“To tell the truth. There were times when I felt she didn’t want us to be around her,” Micah closed her ‘death’ notebook and shoved it into her back. “Screw her. I don’t need her when I have you around.”
I want to thank Micah one day. An introvert like me always had a hard time finding friends. I thought I had to worry about not socializing with others. But thanks to Micah, I was able to survive.
“Thank you.”
Micah tilted her head and had a confused expression. She pointed at herself and asked, “You’re thanking me?” I nodded my head, and she rubbed her cheek. “I don’t know what for, but you’re welcome. I guess?”
As I looked out of the window. I saw a black SUV parking in the lot. Then saw two familiar people. A guy with pink-colored hair stuck his head out and was punched by Wayne on the head.
I suppressed my laughter as I didn’t want to look dumb as other classmates entered the classroom. But what are they both doing there?
Even if I told myself not to mind their business. It pins my interest in what those three are. Maybe the rumors were not wrong at all.
That day during the rooftop. I was suddenly attacked for unknown reasons. But one thing I am sure of is the necklace. It was as if the necklace held some sort of importance.
If I ask my father about it, how will he answer me? I bet he would just say it’s a necklace my sister owned.
I watched Joshua hand Sian a piece of paper, and he did not receive it well. His expression turned a whole 180, glaring down at the paper he read. Judging from his face, something bad did happen.
Then suddenly when Joshua turned his head and looked up. I lowered my head and accidentally slammed my face onto the table.
Micah, who was nearby, walked towards me and laughed at me. I raised my head slightly and rubbed my nose, which ached the most.
“What are you doing?” asked Micah which I did not respond as I was busy looking out of the window for the last time. But the two tall figures were gone, and so was the black SUV. “Is there something interesting outside?”
Micah takes a peek and sees nothing. She looked at me weirdly and said, “There’s nothing outside. I thought you were looking at guys.”
“W-what?” I stuttered. “Why would I look at guys?”
“It’s normal for us girls to look at guys. Whether you like it or not. That’s just the nature of women.”
“What wise words from a girl like you,” I teased her for fun.
“Hey, I’m being serious at least,” said Micah. “Won’t you date at least experiencing having a boyfriend?”
“Not yet,” I told Micah.
It is not because I am not interested in dating. It is because I don’t know what to do in the future yet.
My parents, for sure, want me to take over their business, but I want to do something I love, like becoming a marine biologist or pursuing arts. Even if I am not skilled in drawing or any form of art.
“That reminds me. I don’t think I can bring you home today,” said Micah as she checked her phone. “I have a date,” She winked at me.
“With who? A new guy?”
“You sound as if I don’t have a permanent lover,” Micah squinted her eyes at me.
“You’re not entirely wrong.”
“You’re mean. At least I’m trying.”
“And heartbroken,” I laughed at her while she glares at me.
“You…that’s not nice. I can’t help it. At first, they seem to be alright. Then later on, it becomes weird.”
“You will find one soon. Just calm down with your dates,” I pushed her back to her seat.
“Can’t help it,” muttered Micah.
When the last bell for the day rung. Everyone in the classroom immediately stood up and stretched their backs.
I seriously think the school has a problem with the class schedule. Imagine placing two subjects that give headaches to their students equals death.
I poked the hole using the straw and drank the strawberry milk I had bought earlier. I knew nothing could be compared to this drink. It’s the love of my life.
I stayed seated in my seat since I wasn’t in a rush to do anything. I think I will stay in school for a bit. I don’t want to go home just yet.
The chair in front of me softly hit my table when I looked up. I met a pair of light blue eyes gazing down at me.
“You’re not going home yet?” Joshua asked me, and I nodded. “Why? Wouldn’t it be better to be at home?”
“Not really. Since no one is at home. Maybe father will be, but it’s still later at night.”
“Lonely?” Joshua asked with his gentle, soothing voice.
“I would be lying if I said no.”
“Then should I stay with you for a while?”
You don’t have to stay with me,” I covered half of my face using my notebook while Joshua continued to stare at me. If he continues to look at me like that. I might find things a bit complicated. “It’s alright. I told you having a change of space can help when it comes to studying,” chuckled Joshua. No, it’s not alright at all. If any of the famous girls see me together with him. There is a million chance something terrible might happen to me. As much I admit it. Joshua is handsome. His facial features are just something other boys don’t have. It didn’t look like the typical masculine or cold-looking guy. Each expression he made looked gentle, and not a single fierceness was hinted at. At this point, studying for the test would become pointless. The distraction is too much for me to handle. How, no rather what. What am I doing? I must have looked like a fool or a random fan experiencing this unexpected fan meeting. “Sti
I woke up with a terrible headache. The back of my head was aching as if I got hit by a brick. I stabilized my vision before looking around the area. Where am I? The ceiling was high, and there were barely any lights around me. I struggled against the ropes around my arms as I tried to remove the rope. But every time, I struggled against the rope. It would burn my skin. I hissed as I felt a burning sensation around my arms. I stopped struggling and instead continued to observe where I was. It smelled like gasoline, and I could hear the sounds of waves splashing onto a wall. If I put it all together. I'm sure I'm near a seaport right now. I don't understand why I'm here, but there must be at least some way to get out of here. "You're awake?" I heard a deep voice ask from behind. I didn't bother to look who it was since I was slightly frightened. "W-who are you?" I stuttered and acted tough, which was a complete fai
When I opened my eyes and heard the heart monitor beeping. I knew that I had been asleep for a while. I remembered everything that had happened—and thinking about how I almost died scared me to death. I grasped onto the bedsheet as I thought I almost died back there. Everything was still clear that the words J told me still lingered in my ears. “Daughter of Harrison, not just a businessman, hiding me all these past few years. Is there anything my father is hiding from me?” I muttered to myself, staring at the ceiling. I gasped aloud and sat on the bed, looking around the room. Where am I? It doesn’t look like the hospital room. It’s more like a house, and the room was bigger than mine. I detached the IV needle, and my foot met the cold black marble floor. I walked towards the glass pane that was as tall as the wall. I touched the glass pane and looked down to see a flat green grass. On the side, there was an infinity po
While I walked down the stairs, looking down at the first floor seeing familiar faces that included Sian, Jiang Yuan, Joshua, and Wayne. While the other guys who stood beside my father looked younger than I was. My heart was beating fast that I had to tell myself to calm down. If not, others might laugh at me, hearing my loud heartbeat. I don’t know if I looked presentable enough. To be honest, I wanted to look good since there were many guys. But at the same time, I told myself not to over present myself since I want to be myself. As I stepped onto the first floor. I sat right across from my father, who was drinking tea. It was as if he had been waiting for me since earlier. But I know what kind of person my father is. When he gets nervous, he drinks tea. I’m glad I am not the only one who was nervous. “Father, please explain to me what is happening,” I told him calmly and praised myself as my voice did not tremble.
My father just left me like that. He left me with nine guys who I don’t really know. Asides from the fact that I know at least four people now. The nine guys stood in a horizontal line in front of me, and I didn’t know how to start a conversation. I wish someone would start since I’m not that sociable. “It’s nice to meet you, young master. My name is Blake Stones, the leader of the group. If you need anything, please feel free to ask me. Though I think you wouldn’t since you at least know Joshua and Wayne.” I looked at Blake, standing tall with a brotherly-like smile. I have a feeling that I will grow close to him. His eyes looked attractive that I somehow wished I had those pair of eyes. Then another man stood out of the line. This time it was a beautiful man with shoulder-length black hair. Why do some men look a lot prettier than other girls? And his hair. His hair looks a lot healthier than mine. “My name is Randy Winhear
“Dinner is now ready. Everyone go to the dining room,” called Randy, who walked out of the dining area still wearing his apron. “Yes, finally,” rejoiced Eric, who pulled me as he led me to the dining room. Everyone sat down on the longer sides of the table. But on the other hand, I sat in the middle facing them. Eric forced me to sit in the middle seat, which was not comfortable at all. Either way, I might have to get used to it soon. “Do I have to sit here?” I whispered to Eric, who nodded his head. “It’s a must since you’re the head of this house currently,” Eric whispered back to me. I guess this doesn’t leave me with any choice but to sit here. I sniffed, smelling an incredible aroma flying around the room. What is this smell? It smelled like roasted chicken marinated with rosemary and other herbs. Also, am I seeing my favorite drink sitting in front of me? How do they know that I’m addicted to this drink? I did n
Have you ever felt that you lost something important to you? Because I did. At the age of ten, when I woke up. I couldn’t remember a single memory. Not even who my parents were. According to my parents, I got into an accident on the way back to school. They said that whoever caused the accident fled from the scene and was never found. That is my life. I lost ten years of memories and also lost an older sister. Her name was Hannah Ambroise. According to the maids in the house, they said everyone loved her. She was bright, intelligent, and loved by everyone. It’s unfair how we’re not alike. “Sofia! Hello?” After hearing my close friend, Micah Dehila calling for my name. I snapped out of my zone “Sorry, where were you?” I asked Micah, who sighed and flicked my forehead. I groaned softly and rubbed my forehead. “You weren’t listening to me again. How can you?” She scolded me. “I was caught up in my own dream,” I confe
What kind of situation am I in? Since when were knives allowed inside a night bar? I looked at the knife pointed onto my neck and gulped."Release me," I ordered though I knew he wouldn't listen."That necklace. Do you even know what that is?" The man asked me. Judging from his voice, he didn't sound young but some from his thirties."I don't. It's something my sister owned," I calmly answered the man. While my eyes wandered, trying to find a solution way out."You're sister? What is her name?" The man asked, making me wonder why he was invading my privacy."You don't need to know," I scoffed. "Rather, what makes you think I'll tell you?""Young miss, your life is on the line right now.""You're right. However, my privacy is important," I stated loud and clear, which made the man tighten his grip around my neck.I winced in pain and noticed I was slowly being choked by the man. I thought it was the end of me not until the door
“Dinner is now ready. Everyone go to the dining room,” called Randy, who walked out of the dining area still wearing his apron. “Yes, finally,” rejoiced Eric, who pulled me as he led me to the dining room. Everyone sat down on the longer sides of the table. But on the other hand, I sat in the middle facing them. Eric forced me to sit in the middle seat, which was not comfortable at all. Either way, I might have to get used to it soon. “Do I have to sit here?” I whispered to Eric, who nodded his head. “It’s a must since you’re the head of this house currently,” Eric whispered back to me. I guess this doesn’t leave me with any choice but to sit here. I sniffed, smelling an incredible aroma flying around the room. What is this smell? It smelled like roasted chicken marinated with rosemary and other herbs. Also, am I seeing my favorite drink sitting in front of me? How do they know that I’m addicted to this drink? I did n
My father just left me like that. He left me with nine guys who I don’t really know. Asides from the fact that I know at least four people now. The nine guys stood in a horizontal line in front of me, and I didn’t know how to start a conversation. I wish someone would start since I’m not that sociable. “It’s nice to meet you, young master. My name is Blake Stones, the leader of the group. If you need anything, please feel free to ask me. Though I think you wouldn’t since you at least know Joshua and Wayne.” I looked at Blake, standing tall with a brotherly-like smile. I have a feeling that I will grow close to him. His eyes looked attractive that I somehow wished I had those pair of eyes. Then another man stood out of the line. This time it was a beautiful man with shoulder-length black hair. Why do some men look a lot prettier than other girls? And his hair. His hair looks a lot healthier than mine. “My name is Randy Winhear
While I walked down the stairs, looking down at the first floor seeing familiar faces that included Sian, Jiang Yuan, Joshua, and Wayne. While the other guys who stood beside my father looked younger than I was. My heart was beating fast that I had to tell myself to calm down. If not, others might laugh at me, hearing my loud heartbeat. I don’t know if I looked presentable enough. To be honest, I wanted to look good since there were many guys. But at the same time, I told myself not to over present myself since I want to be myself. As I stepped onto the first floor. I sat right across from my father, who was drinking tea. It was as if he had been waiting for me since earlier. But I know what kind of person my father is. When he gets nervous, he drinks tea. I’m glad I am not the only one who was nervous. “Father, please explain to me what is happening,” I told him calmly and praised myself as my voice did not tremble.
When I opened my eyes and heard the heart monitor beeping. I knew that I had been asleep for a while. I remembered everything that had happened—and thinking about how I almost died scared me to death. I grasped onto the bedsheet as I thought I almost died back there. Everything was still clear that the words J told me still lingered in my ears. “Daughter of Harrison, not just a businessman, hiding me all these past few years. Is there anything my father is hiding from me?” I muttered to myself, staring at the ceiling. I gasped aloud and sat on the bed, looking around the room. Where am I? It doesn’t look like the hospital room. It’s more like a house, and the room was bigger than mine. I detached the IV needle, and my foot met the cold black marble floor. I walked towards the glass pane that was as tall as the wall. I touched the glass pane and looked down to see a flat green grass. On the side, there was an infinity po
I woke up with a terrible headache. The back of my head was aching as if I got hit by a brick. I stabilized my vision before looking around the area. Where am I? The ceiling was high, and there were barely any lights around me. I struggled against the ropes around my arms as I tried to remove the rope. But every time, I struggled against the rope. It would burn my skin. I hissed as I felt a burning sensation around my arms. I stopped struggling and instead continued to observe where I was. It smelled like gasoline, and I could hear the sounds of waves splashing onto a wall. If I put it all together. I'm sure I'm near a seaport right now. I don't understand why I'm here, but there must be at least some way to get out of here. "You're awake?" I heard a deep voice ask from behind. I didn't bother to look who it was since I was slightly frightened. "W-who are you?" I stuttered and acted tough, which was a complete fai
You don’t have to stay with me,” I covered half of my face using my notebook while Joshua continued to stare at me. If he continues to look at me like that. I might find things a bit complicated. “It’s alright. I told you having a change of space can help when it comes to studying,” chuckled Joshua. No, it’s not alright at all. If any of the famous girls see me together with him. There is a million chance something terrible might happen to me. As much I admit it. Joshua is handsome. His facial features are just something other boys don’t have. It didn’t look like the typical masculine or cold-looking guy. Each expression he made looked gentle, and not a single fierceness was hinted at. At this point, studying for the test would become pointless. The distraction is too much for me to handle. How, no rather what. What am I doing? I must have looked like a fool or a random fan experiencing this unexpected fan meeting. “Sti
I picked up the chair Soleil pushed to the ground. Then looked at Micah, who was rumbling mean words. Micah couldn’t forgive Soliel and the truth to be told. I couldn’t either, but unlike Micah, I was reminded to stay cool-headed. Micah looked at me and asked, “Can’t you get angry, or aren’t you mad at all?” I softly laughed as I didn’t know how to respond to her. “Well…I am angry. But we’re in school. I can’t just lash everything out,” I tried answering her. “You should get angry more. I don’t like the fact you always stay calm in everything,” Micah looked away from me and pulls out a black notebook from her bag. “I didn’t want to do this, but she’s now in my death notebook.” I guess this is how friendships are. There will be those who aren’t genuine at all. No, I’m actually at fault. I should have known what kind of person Soleil was. But her acting was too great that I didn’t notice. “Micah, did you ever noti
As I walked to our table. I heard the voice of Soleil laughing with another group of girls. When our eyes met. I gave her a smile and waved my hands at her. But she ignored it. It doesn’t feel right at all. Soleil, I don’t understand why you’re treating us this way. Unless because you’re sick about Micah, and I don’t stand out as much. I placed the tray on the table and grabbed a spoon of mashed potato. Then shoved it into my mouth. Another tray was placed on the table. I looked up and watched Joshua sit beside me. “What’s wrong?” He asked me. I looked away from him and questioned myself for staring at him. “Nothing.” “I see,” Joshua took his seat and began eating his lunch. “Are you always this quiet while eating?” “Hmm, you can say it became a habit. When I eat at home, it is completely silent on the table,” I awkwardly laughed. “Which is why I prefer being in school rather than at home, alone.” I never thought much about it.
“Care to explain what I saw earlier?” Micah nudged my arm with a cheeky expression. “What? Isn’t it normal for classmates to talk to one another?” I answered back. “Since when did you guys become this close?” Soleil asked me as she tended to her fingernails. “I left home earlier than usual. I didn’t expect them to be in school this early, too,” I truthfully answered her. Which is not entirely a lie. “Not really,” said Micah as her brows rose, and she pointed her finger at me. “I won’t ask anything further. But if one day. You become close to them. Don’t forget me.” Soleil and I laughed at Micah for being overly dramatic. Not in a hundred years will I ever ditch Micah and Soleil. Then a group of girls stood by our classroom doors and called for Soleil. Micah and I looked at each other than at Soleil as she walked towards the group of girls. Micah moved to sit beside me and whispered. “Why is she talking to them?” “I don’