It was finally the day Raven had been looking forward to. Her very first date with France. It was extremely weird whenever she remembered his status in reality, her chauffeur. She felt like an actual star from a Hollywood movie. Although first dates tend to be the most exciting, but this one felt different. Finding the perfect dress was difficult. She’d been on many dates, she tried not to think about them. There was always a pressure of wanting to make a good first impression, and the anxiety it causes over what to wear was mentally draining.Raven figured that the key to pulling off the date was to wear something that’d strike a balance, polished and relaxed. Her aim was a lovely look that’s both feminine and chic. Something dressy but not uptight to send off all the right signals.“Raven!” Came Louis’s voice, her eyes sparkled as she saw her little sister.“You look extremely beautiful. France is gonna fall in love twice,” she commented, and Raven gave a gentle smile. “He’s here.”
It was another day, she’d woken up with a little glint of hope, that maybe, just maybe, she was going to find something. Raven figured she’d been too distracted lately, her mother was in jail, she desperately needed to find a clue, and Raven was a million percent ready. Taking a quick glimpse at her iPhone, Raven jumped out of the bed. She saw some missed calls from France, and a bunch of messages. Their first date was the best she’d ever been to, it was as though he was in her head, unlike the restaurant, the beach was calmer and intimate. She enjoyed every second with him, wiping off the wide smile on her face, Raven took a mental note to call him later. She immediately began to brush her teeth, five minutes later, she was still brushing. It was something she never took for granted, after that, Raven washed her face next, taking a shower right after that. It was going to be an eventful day, she hoped. Running a comb through my hair, her eyes wandered about the room. The poem about
It was another nightmare.Alone.She was alone in a dark room. Raven struggled to find an exit, a way out of the room, but it was too dark to see anything.Suddenly, the isolated feeling vanished. It was immediately replaced by something different—something scary. A figure began to move close
There was absolutely no denying that the supermodel was blessed with good genetics, her approach to both eating and fitness was proof that Raven still worked hard to stay runway-ready at all times—without the use of any gimmicks, strange diets, superfoods or obscure workouts.Raven’s workouts were led by renowned personal trainer Parkin Fletcher, he took the supermodel through workouts comprised of both strength training and cardio, with an emphasis on core workouts.
PASTDay fifty eight.Raven was often praised for her looks, wealth, and career. However, because she was constantly in the public eye, she was also subject to intense scrutiny and criticism. The mistakes she made often play out on a global level and she was prone to being critic
Day 60Raven dedicated her last days in the past to searching for the key to Fred’s box. Time was fast, just like yesterday, it felt like she didn’t . She ignored France’s calls, hoping he wouldn’t come visiting.She knew she had to confront him, it was something she feared to do. She didn’t want to come into terms with the fact that she was in love with her stalker, or possibly her father’s murderer.She ached to give him the benefit of the doubt, but t
When she woke up, something changed.The throbbing pain in her head was enough make her pass out again, her stomach tingled in fright—her heart, pounding in rage.Raven could tell she was on a bed. She laid there quietly, keeping her eyes closed, matching her breaths to the beeping of the machines tha
*Twenty minutes after Tessa’s death*Raven was stuck in bed—tears streaming down her cheeks. It happened right next to her, she’d witnessed her sister’s gruesome death.She still couldn’t believe Tessa was a murderer.
__Raven’s pov__I almost fell from shock. My head swam and my ears buzzed as those words rhyme back and forth inside my head. I couldn't believe my ears, he loves me, Zayn loves me.Was I so stupid realize it? I stood still, trying to process what had happened.
_Raven’s pov_Once again, I was back to reality.I still haven’t told anyone about my trance, it was strange. Simply something I can’t seem to place my finger on.
''Raven!” An annoying voice awakened me from my slumber.Yawning, I opened my eyes slowly. Flinching after realizing my head was on Zayn's shoulder, we were holding hands and my body was covered with a blanket.I was extremely embarrassed, I quickly released my hand from Zayn's. Checking his shirt to verify I didn't droll on him.
*Raven’s pov*The strange feeling happened again, a flash of the other dimension.It was getting more frequent. Shoving the thought out of my head, I stared blankly at Zayn.
............. Zayn's pov...............It wasn’t difficult getting Mr.Snape to help arrange sitting next to Raven.But it worked perfectly.
*Raven’s pov*''I love you Raven. I lied to you, I've always loved you,” Zayn moved close to me.''Why did you lie to me then?” Tears trickled down m
Pain is inevitable..................Raven’s pov................Pain
_Zayn's pov_She loves me was all I could say to my self.Raven Steel loves me, but I messed up, I lied to her. I was mad at myself but there was nothing I could do.
I couldn't believe Zayn Anderson was standing right in front of me.Why was he here? Obviously to see me, but I couldn't believe he cared.I was totally numb, my throbbing heart seemed to be the only thing I could hear at that moment.''Yeah, Zayn saw the way you reacted in the Cafeteria yesterday, so he asked me what was going