She looked at him and then she swallowed visibly before walking to sit in front of him. She looked over her shoulder at him and their eyes met. “You really should consider trying to avoid attention.” He said it to her for her own good, but the look on her face told him that she took it the wrong way. He sighed and shook his head. “I’m sorry you started with a bad day.” He added, and Chloe looked around the class with a frown on her face. He could tell that she was have been surprised that he said that and that was why she was looking around. He smirked and said. “I just feel sorry, that’s all.” He bit his tongue as soon as he realized how that sounded, and he wanted to slap some sense into himself. That sounded, even more, worse than telling her not to get attention to herself. He shut up after that and faced the teacher, leaving her to do the same. He felt someone tap her and the girl beside him passed him a sheet of paper. She whispered. “It’s from Zoe” and faced front as if she h
Chloe was finishing up making dinner when her phone beeped and she frowned. She wasn’t expecting a text from anyone and she surely didn’t have any friends that would be texting her. She ignored the text and walked to the pot to open it, and then she checked what she had in it. Closing her eyes for a bit, she inhaled the scent of the food and nodded. It was almost ready. Her mother should be back from work later tonight, which was why she was cooking. Her father was watching a late game with her brother, Cameron while Camden was doing his homework on the kitchen table. This was exactly how Chloe had envisioned her life as a married woman, her husband early from work, with her kids either doing their homework or bonding with their father while she made dinner. Chloe wanted a big family with four kids, two dogs, and a house with a picket white fence. She wanted to bond with her family as well, and have healthy meals with them. She wanted to be a mother that was not only hardworking in
Chloe's heart raced as she stood there in the kitchen with her phone to her chest and she couldn’t perceive the burning smell that was coming from the cooker. It wasn’t until Camden called her name twice that she snapped out of it. She looked at him and asked. “What's going on? Why did you call me like that? You need my help or something?” she asked him but he shook his head and pointed to the cooker. “Something is burning.” She looked behind her and her eyes went huge again, then she ran to the cooker to turn it off. The food wasn’t burning because the cooker was on low heat but she had mistakenly let the napkin she was using fall close to the burner of the cooker and it had caught on slowly. Grabbing the unaffected end of the napkin, she hauled it over to the sink and opened the faucet to turn off the fire. Thankfully, it just started and the windows were opened so everything was back to normal in a couple of minutes. In annoyance, she dropped the phone in her pocket and ignored
He couldn’t stop thinking about her even after school. As he drove home, he kept thinking about her and what he was going to do with the thoughts of her in his head. Chloe was beautiful, no doubt but that wasn’t the reason he was feeling this way towards her because that would be expandable. This feeling wasn’t something he could explain, because he didn’t even understand. Looking beside him, he glanced quickly at his brother and said. “Hey, Sander. I’m sorry but I need to make a quick stop somewhere. I need to get something important, and after I'll take you to get some ice cream.” He looked back on the road for a moment, then back at him. “Is that okay?” He asked.Sander nodded his head vigorously with a smile on his face. He could tell that the smile was because of the mention of the desert he loved. He had mentioned ice cream as motivation, and that could be an excuse for when Ally was at home and was wondering where they had gone to. He needed to make a stop at Darren Harper's
Chloe hoped that today would be different and that she wouldn't have to run into drama like she did on her first day of school. Thankfully, she had a subject she knew she didn't share with Zach or his crew for the first period, so she hoped that by the time she would have one with them, he wouldn't be interested in her at all. She walked down the hall, her bag strap almost falling, so she adjusted it. It was really not heavy, because she had only taken the books she needed, not wanting to repeat the mistake she made at her former school, and ending up being the only person that brought a very heavy and ugly looking bag. The students loitered around the hall, some getting busy with their tongues down each other’s throats, some with their phones in their hands, and the others trying to get a thing or two from their locker and walking to their various classes, just like she was. She rounded the corner that led up to her class, and she was almost there when she suddenly felt someone g
Zach couldn't get her out of his head, and as he watched her leave, all he wanted was to grab her and pull her back. It took all the willpower in him to stop himself. He let out a breath, and then he adjusted the strap of his bag against his shoulder before walking out of the old classroom and finding his way to the new one.By the time he got there, the teacher was already there, but that was no surprising thing at all, as he always came into this class late. “It’s so nice of you to join us, Mr. Elliot-Day." Mr. Anderson said. People looked up from their books to stare at him, but none of them dared to laugh. They just couldn't.As usual, he just lifted a shoulder and sat down in his usual seat. He had never had any time for him, and he wasn't going to start now. Not when all he could think about was Chloe Miller. He hadn't been able to fall asleep last night after he spoke with her. He had no intention of asking her about whether or not she had a boyfriend, but something had pr
Sweat filled her palms as she walked back to the classroom, and she realized that her encounter with Zach had gotten her into this mess. “Oh, cut it out, Chloe.” She chastised herself. There was no way she would allow herself to be bothered like this when she was back at her old school, even though a thing like that had never happened to her. To be very honest, it seemed all so mind-blowing, with her heart in a race all the time, but still, she needed to get a hold of herself. That was the only way to survive this. It was like a movie though, being here with someone bullying her everywhere she turned in her new school and all she could think about was how quite handsome he looked. Okay, not quite handsome. Zach Elliot-Day was very handsome, and the problem was that he knew that. Behind her, someone slammed their locker door and she almost jumped out of her skin. She looked briefly over her shoulder before concentrating back on the road in front of her. The corridor seemed to have
Zach knew there was a reason he found her attractive, and it must be because of how spirited she was, and how so kind she was. He could tell that Chloe had been trying to be rude right back to Ms. Hannah because of how rude she was to her, but she couldn't even do that completely without her kindness showing through. If he was in her situation, and she had embarrassed him the way she did her, he would have made sure to call her work trash and tell her how annoying and so uncouth she sounded. He caught himself in a smile, and then he quickly got rid of it. Damn, this wasn’t the person he used to be, and even though he loved the way he was feeling, he thought it was best to be the no non-sense, unapproachable person that he was. He got into the bathroom to wash his hands just before he walked to the cafeteria, and someone hit his shoulders with theirs. The person had a baseball cap on his head so he really couldn't be sure of who he was, plus he couldn't see his face. Well, he wasn’
The air felt so heavy around Zach as he approached Chloe's house, his breath forming clouds in the chilly evening. “Oh shit, I’m nervous.” He whispered. It was as if he was there to ask for Chloe’s hand in marriage rather than just having a causal dinner with her family.He couldn't help but feel a flutter of nervous excitement in his chest at the thought of marrying her though, because he would like that very much.Although, Zach had eaten with Chloe before, but tonight was different; it wasn't just another dinner. It was a gathering, an invitation from Chloe's family so that they could meet him official and probably talk about his relationship with Chloe. As he reached the front door, it swung open right before he could knock on the door, revealing Hailey, Chloe's best friend and his own friend as well, and he wondered how she knew he was at the door. Well, she had probably heard the sound of his car. That was the most likely explanation for how she knew to open the door before he
All Zach wanted was to never have to talk with his father again, but he wondered what this was about now. He stood up and followed him, but his mind was back there on the bed with Chloe. "What's this about, father?" he asked, but his father said nothing. Sighing, he shook his head and followed him in silently, not saying anything after that. When they got to his office, Zach silently closed the door before turning back to face his father, watching as he walked to the window to stand over it. Be would have preferred to open the door of the room and just let them talk so that it would be easier fir him to escape, but he also didn't want it to seem like he had anything to run for. His father took his sweet time before he spoke though, clearing his throat even, so that his voice would come out in his desired way. "I'm going on a business trip," his father started. "And what the heck does that have to do with me?" Zach wanted to ask, but instead, he stood there quietly without
They were still on his bed, but they had stopped kissing, and Chloe was now sitting in front of Zach instead of his lap, their head pushed together as they spoke in a hushed tone even though the room was empty. “Wait a minute, Zach. I have a question for you.” Chloe said and she pulled back a little, and Zach's hands around her loosen. He looked at her with his eyes squinted, wanting to know what was going on. “What is the question about though?” e asked. “Can you tell me what happened with your mom? I know she died, and because of that, you hate your father and his wife so badly. If it's not too much, can you tell me what happened there?” she asked. Zach stared at Chloe for a full minute, contemplating on what to say and what not to say. He knew Chloe meant no harm and she was just trying to get to know him even better than she did before. He decided it was best to tell her about it so that she would understand him even more. She would see that he hadn't just woke up one day and
A week later, Zach called Chloe and invited her over to his house and Chloe wondered why he was asking her over. She had been cooking for her siblings when she received his call that afternoon, so she had to finish up before leaving. As she walked to the bus stop to get on the bus, her phone rang again, and she picked it up to see that it was her mother. After the day her father had caught her over at the Elliot's house, he had realized that they needed to spend more time as a family, and he had had that conversation with her one night after she managed to come home from work. It turned out that the only reason she kept taking shifts over and over was because of a promotion that she was eyeing, but she could have just explained that. After that, her mother had spoken to her and told her she just needed two days, because the period for working for the promotion was over then, and ever since, she had been cutting back on work and showing up at home most nights. It wasn't entirely the
“Hey, you!“ that was the first thing Hailey said to her when she opened the door of her house that afternoon, a mischievous smile on her face. Chloe shook her head at her as she followed her into the house and then up the stairs to her room. “You’re definitely so up for hearing what I have for you, aren't you?” “What? Did you finally grow some balls to kiss that boy?” she asked and she turned to look at her over her shoulder, right before she opened up the door of her room. Rolling her eyes, Chloe chuckled. “No, but I have more juicer news. You won't believe what happened at all.” She said. Hailey plop down on her bed and then she turned to face her, all fully ready to hear the gist she had for her. “Out with it, now.” She said, hitting her on the arm playfully. “Ow, Hailey. What do you think you're doing? You’re not going to let me get to it if you continue doing that.” She said, then just to tease her, she asked. “Wait, are we alone at home or something?” she was just trying to
The argument with her father wasn't as she had expected, but it was long, and by the time he was able to convince him that Zach wasn't her boyfriend, she went out of the house to go to Hailey, also surprised that he let her, even after knowing she had lied about sleeping over there before. She had told him she was going to have a sleepover at Hailey's and that he could follow her there if he didn't believe her, or call his informant, Mr. Elliot-Day if he didn't believe her, and surprisingly, he had just rolled his eyes at her and nodded his eyes. She still wonder what Mr. Elliot-Day had told her father, but it was all good, because as long as she wasn't grounded or anything, then it was probably not something she should be worried about. One thing she was grateful for was the fact that her mother wasn't there at the time. It was still two o'clock in the afternoon, and she shouldn't be going to a sleepover this early, but it was Hailey’s house, so she needed to do just that, or that
Chloe used her hands to cover up her face, embarrassed at the things Zach said she did, the ones she couldn't still remember properly. She knew she hadn't taken in the intake of the alcohol properly, so they were a fat chance he wasn't lying or pulling her legs. “You were so bad last night, trying to send me to an early grave. I wonder why you were so bent on seducing me last night, though, but I guess it was the alcohol.” He said. He had started to drive and was somehow stuck in a little bit of traffic, but still, he wasn't looking at her at all. He was so focused on the road ahead of him one would think he had his eyes glued there. He definitely was avoiding her gaze. She turned up the corner of her mouth in a surprised smile, squinting her eyes as she looked at him. Was it possible that she had succeeded in turning him on or something? She wondered for a second, then she leaned over the console that was between them and asked him, whispering into his ear. “Wait, did I succeed in
Can you please take me home, Zach?” she asked him after they had talked about their families, looking at him with a small smile on her face. Zach nodded his head in agreement. “Of course, little bird. Just give me a second to get something better on.” He said as he gave her a small smile. He pushed Chloe off him as gently as possible, and then he walked to his closet, winking at Chloe over his shoulder as he realized she was watching him go. Luckily, she didn't flush when he looked at him until he turned back and walked into the closet. She reddened when he was gone, blowing out a breath. Zach was just really handsome and being in close proximity with him like this was really making butterflies fluttering in her belly. About a few minutes later, he walked out and told her it was time to leave. As she stood up to follow him, she caught her leg and twisted her ankle, going down in a fall. Before she could get to the ground, Zach caught her, but she was still flailing around, and t
When he woke up and saw a call from Mr. Elliot-Day to have breakfast in his house with his family this morning, he had been so happy, because it was a sign that the man might go ahead with the deal, so without thinking about anything else, he had made breakfast for made breakfast for his sons as his daughter had spent the night over at her friend's place, and had his bath, before heading over to this place. The last thing he now expected was for his daughter to be here, walking into their dining room with confidence as if she belonged there. When he had arrived at this house, the one he happened to pass by two times every day to and from work without ever entering, he had been in awe of how beautiful the place was. And he was glad he had been invited. One could tell that the owners of the house were wealthy because everything in the house spoke of it even. He had expected the expanse of this all because he could see the outside shone and stood out. As he got to the house, a woman,