All Chapters of ANNA: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Anna's POV It felt good to be back to school. Everyhere was looking the same but even the lockers closing was like music to my ears. I had just come out from history class and might I say that it was excruciatingly boring. Our teacher was even more boring than the subject itself! It was time for lunch and my feet took me to the cafeteria. I sighed when I finally got there. On my way, it felt like I may not make it. I was so tired that I could barely register what was going on around me. I almost walked myself right into a wall even! Oh well, that's over. The cafeteria was a lot rowdier than usual. Given how hungry I was, I shouldn't have noticed that, but the noise was too much and I naturally hate noise. I sighed again and made my way to an empty table after scanning the area for one. I didn't buy the cafeteria food that day because I brought mine from the house. I smiled at the memory of Kathy and I making my lunch. It wasn't much, just potato chips with sauce and some cupcakes

Anna's POV"I'm sorry for avoiding you", she said. Say what? I thought she had some kind of massive confession to make like they do in the movies. Why else would she make me wait for ages? She was even acting nervous just for an apology? She continued before I could say anything to that. "I avoided you because Kimberly made me. At that time, I thought she had a valid point." I groaned at the mention o f Her Majesty's name. "Which was?" I asked Brooke. "What point of hers was so valid that made you act like that?" "Annabelle, do you know who your parents are?" She asked me insteadI mentally groaned. Who answers a question with another question? Brooke, obviously. Call me evil, but I wanted to strangle her that minute. What did my parents have to do with this? I left her to continue though. "Your mom is one of the greatest fashion designers in the world. Do you know how many people buy their clothes? Have you ever bothered to calculate how much Your Style makes in just a week? They

Anna's POVDex and I got to the venue of the occasion and he opened the door for me. Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't let him do that but it was for appearances. Plus, I didn't want it to seem like he wasn't doing his job. I gave him a grateful smile and he nodded. He was still tense. I wanted to guess that it had something to do with meeting his former bosses but I honestly couldn't fathom how that was even a big deal. Throughout the ride, he was extra quiet and had a frown on his face. That worried me because the Dex I was used to was very jovial and always found a way to get me to converse with him.I took awhile to take a good look at the house before me. It was big, that's for sure. Too big, in fact. On the outside, it looked rich but empty. It didn't have that homely attribute. I liked our house more. Dex and I didn't have to go in before we saw a butler who said he would take us to the party room.When we got there, from the door to it, I could see that it was a very lar

Colton's POVThere was an earpiercing scream. This scream had the ability to make you deaf, literally. It was so loud that the chandeliers in the ball room shook a little. Yes, I was looking at the ceiling because I was bored.  All of us at my table stood up to go in the direction the scream came from. We got there to see Carly Austin and Annabelle having what looked like a face off. Carly said something and Annabelle slapped her. That brought out the madness in Carly because she started shouting and jumping up and down.  Call me evil, but I loved seeing Annabelle slap the girl. Whatever Carly said must have been really bad and I personally think she was born annoying, just like her mother.  With time, the parents of both girls came over and the disagreement ended. At first, I thought of just watching them and staying in the shadows, but I remembered Anna and I were supposed to be f

Anna's POVWe finally got home after the party. I was more than grateful. That was a long night. At first, I thought Dex would take me home, just for my dad to tell me that we were all going home together and that he had already dismissed Dex. The drive home was silent, very silent. In short, it was too silent for my liking but who was I to complain? It's not like I was even prone to talking with my parents until it was absolutely necessary. We got home in no time. I dashed up to my room to remove that dress I was wearing. Just like Anas pointed out, I've never been a fan of dresses and wearing one was a lot of work for me. In fact, wearing a dress was my ideal picture of torture. I got out of that thing and went to have my bath for the third time that day. I was actually too exhausted to bathe but when I remembered the events of the night, I suddenly had lots of energy. I couldn't imagine myself sleeping in