You didn't think about that when you let him pull your hair though. Or did you, Hazel? I frowned. Fuck my mind! It keeps fighting me. "That would literally be so funny and risque." Theresa said to me. She turned to look at Patty. "I'll be sure to give a speech in your burial ceremony." Now, Theres
- KILLIAN -My class ended. Students are walking out of the class. I scanned the crowd for a second looking for someone. She's not here. This is the third class this week she hasn't attended. Why do I have the feeling that she's avoiding my class? And on purpose. I raised a brow as I glanced at Kat
My fists clenched. My family are everything but innocent but I will never forgive the human who did that to them. Never. And I will not rest until that person is brought to justice with my own hands. A soft ding diverted my attention. I don't know why but hearing it eased my mind. I stared at my la
- HAZEL -I shut my eyes closed and stretched my arms. My shoulders are killing me and I'm not even done writing down this journal.What kind of people are these lecturers? Do they think we are fucking robots? What happened to just printing out pages from certain sources? I groaned and rolled my ey
"K.." My words hung in my throat. I feel like I can't breathe. For the first time since we met officially in this state, he looks at me like he's intrigued and the only words I can mumble apart from the first letter of his name is nothing?Oh my God! He glanced at me then at something behind me. Wi
- HAZEL -Do I open it or do I not? I thought, staring at the letter Killian left for me at the café. I don't even know if he left it on purpose or it slipped out of his pocket accidentally and just happened to fall on the table I sat in in the café. I want to believe the latter happened and ignore
I shook the thought out of my head. Focus Hazel. You're probably going to be scolded or given make up assessments to cover up your bad behaviour. I reminded myself. I hope not. Not to lie, if that happens, my attraction to him will die faster than a mayfly. I cleared my throat. My roomies are out
- HAZEL - I drew the sleeve of my sweater forward to cover my fingers. I had no idea how short what I'm wearing is till I walked out of my dorm and let the breeze rest on my skin for a while. It's cold and my legs are tingling. Why did I even come out in the first place? What sort of curiosity mad