Vince's POV Amanda narowed her eyes. "What do you mean, you want to tell me something about the file?" I took a deep breath and looked into her hazel brown eyes. They looked so round, so innocent, despite all the trauma with her dad and the gang. I am in awe of her. No way would I be able to pull myself together like her, had I experienced everything she had gone through. I pulled her up from her bed, and held her hands in my arms. They felt so small, so vulnerable. I know I would do anything to protect her. Amanda was my one and only. In the peace of the night, I pulled her into my arms. We'll take it slow, Vince. Just as I was mad because she didn't tell me about her whereabouts, I don't want to scare her away. It's time to get down to business first. She smiled at me beneath her lashes, and she was so beautiful and irresistable in her nightdress. I went closer to her, inhaling her addictive scent of strawberries and her body wash, running my lips across her jawline. I almost
Vince's POVMy mom was staring at me, arms folded. She was wearing her favourite dress, the bright orange floral one which she loved to wear to school. I blinked, trying to shake off the memory. School seemed so far away now. Geez, it has been ages since I had even gone to school, much less tutored. At this point,school just seemed so mundane and ordinary. My life was definitely more than this. I had Amanda now and I'll never want to lose her,not in a million years. However, the burning, seething sensation in my right arm suggested that someone, or a group of someones, wanted to harm her. Although my arm took a terrible hit, I knew that anything would be better than Amanda getting hurt in any way.To think what could have happened if I wasn't there... That would be unimaginable. Amanda was my world now. As I gazed into my mom's eyes, I realised that she was still waiting for me to reply. I had no idea who was behind it, but i knew she was so concerned about me yet masking it behind
I stared dreamily out the window as Ms. Raymond rambled on and on about something that happened in World War II. She wasn't paying much attention to me as she made hand gestures in a passionate manner and scribbled furiously on the board. I was sitting in my favorite seat by the window beside my friend, Chloe Green, who had put her head on the table and was snoring quietly. She looked so peaceful it would be a shame to wake her up from her deep slumber. I was of average height, with blond hair and light blue eyes that were too bright, in my opinion. However, freckles marred my features and I resented myself for having them. Oh well, I'm just an ordinary girl. Today, I was wearing a floral top with black jeans and some strappy heels. ''Ms. Green!'' Ms Raymond's booming voice echoed throughout the room. There was the sound of footsteps approaching our desks. We were seated together, as usual. The seats were arranged in two by two, and I was glad to have a
I stood there momentarily stunned, just gaping at him with my mouth wide open. "What the hell..., "I finally said through my teeth. How dare Vince turn up at my doorstep!"First you knock into me in school without apologizing, now you still have the balls to turn up here? Do you want me to kick your balls? Oh wait I already did. Hope I haven't done a sex change on you," I taunted sardonically.To my utmost surprise, he burst into laughter. "Wha...you don't...know?" Vince managed to say in between laughs. I tried not to be distracted by his low-slung jeans that hung nicely over his hips and his freshly-washed hair that smelt too good, so I averted my eyes. How could he affect me this way at a time like this?"All I know is you better get away from me before I do something even mor
When I opened my eyes, it was already morning. It was an almost dreamless night, which made me relieved, especially since it was so eventful yesterday. Walking briskly to the kitchen, Liz was there preparing pancakes. Did I mention that pancakes have been a favorite of mine?"Thanks, Liz, " I said, giving her a smile. "You're welcome, dear.'' She beamed back at me. Liz knew me best. She has been my caregiver ever since my mom passed away in an accident just two years after I was born. I was grateful to Liz to have taken care of me ever since.After having my scrumptious breakfast of pancakes and orange juice, I glanced down at my watch.6:40. I still have plenty of time.Yawning, I debated whether to go back to sleep or not.Deciding on the former, I quickly jumped back into bed and covered my head into the sheets. In the peace and serenity of my bedroom, sleep hit me quickly and I drifted off into a peaceful and serene sleep.I didn't know
My eyes were still heavy and my head foggy when I regained consciousness. The surface I was lying on was soft and comfortable. I felt the covers over me, which made me even more sleepy. I must be at the sickbay, I thought to myself.Suddenly, I heard the voices of a few anxious people whispering somewhere near me, but I was too tired to open my eyes."How long would she be until she wakes up?" A girl's voice asked in a concerned tone."It depends, She should be up soon." A reassuring voice said."Aren't you gonna give her an electric shock if she doesn't wake up?" A husky male voice said, and I could almost see his smirk."Probably."
VinceI knew this would happen. My past is finally catching up to me, trapping me and I can't escape this time.My arms were still shaking from the fight I had yesterday night. It was a fight at a fight club, somewhere that I went in order to bring home a little bit of money. Or a lot, I thought, when times were good.Yesterday, I had to drop Amanda off at Layla's place first as she had a small accident with a netball. Well, that is nothing compared to what I faced yesterday, I thought grimly. However, I did not want to let her know, as the underground world was dangerous but especially to her.I couldn't imagine what the gangs would do if they got her. I shivered uncomfortably but tried to shrug it off. She was just interesting to me because she is sort of immune to my charms, and I don't see her falling head over heels for me yet.Yesterday, the opponent I faced was from a rival gang. His body was muscular and he was tall, tower
Amanda's POV Before I knew what I was doing, I was marching towards the tall and daunting figure dressed in all black, my mind full of question marks. I knew it was Vince, of course. But a fight in the school? That was unwarranted. In Hollandville, we didn't see fights that often. Maybe we were considered a "tame" school, but real fights that involved blood and violence just weren't our thing. The closest thing I saw to a real fight was a food fight in the cafeteria. That was fun, I chuckled, still remembering that Layla tipped a full plate of spaghetti over a girl that bullied her. Vince looked surprised to see me, but I was even more surprised and disheartened to see his bloodshot eyes and a bruised chin. Blood was even oozing from his lip. What happened to him? I didn't lik