Semua Bab PROBABLY IF THE CIRCUMSTANCES WERE DIFFERENT : Bab 31 - Bab 40

I buried my head on the table, the feelings of hopelessness slowly creeping in, like an uninvited ivy. I hated being the broke sad kid; I would rather be the rich, sad-bitch any day, at least that way I could afford therapy. God knows I need it. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I sat up straight and looked behind me, a frown on my face. To say I was surprised was an understatement. The guy who was sitting behind me a while ago was now standing behind me, his tall frame towering over mine. The first thing that I noticed was his piercing blue eyes; they were so blue that they took my breath away. He had dark straight brunette hair that was swept to the side. His skin was slightly pale, and his cheekbones were high, eyelashes long gently kissing the apples of his cheeks. His lips were the richest shade of pink, his face angular and chiselled. God seemed to have spent a lot of time carving him out, and I wanted to look at him for hours. Having him so c

“You should definitely try it. It's a whole different world. I would gladly take in the aftermaths if it meant that I would get to walk through those streets again at night.” I reply, feeling the goosebumps erupt just thinking about the feeling. “Girl, I would rather you get enough sleep, rather than watch you blurt out random things and say Luke’s thoughts out loud unknowingly,” Candace says. I shake my head and chuckle. I guess the pounding headache wasn’t that great. “I need another coffee,” I say, and drag Candace with me towards the cafe that was outside our college. ----------------------The week’s time that I was given was getting closer to the end. After a lot of contemplation, I had decided that I was willing to get into the arrangement. I didn’t know any other way to make enough way to pay off my tuition fees in such a short amount of time. I still had to

I checked my outfit for the 10th time in the mirror. Phoebe and Alexa wanted me to wear a dress, but I didn’t. And now they were showing their displeasure by picking on each outfit that I tried. This was the 10th outfit that I wore today, and somehow they didn’t have anything too bad to say. So I was guessing this was it. I still hadn’t gone for a dress. A dress was too conspicuous for lunch; I didn’t want to think that I dressed up to meet him. I wore high waisted fitted jeans, with V neck knitted cardigan that was tucked in, and a thick belt to hold up the outfit. I had a small cross pendant chain on and a sling bag on my shoulders. “Okay. I think I should leave. The uber will be here in 5.” I inform Phoebe and Alexa. This Brewster’s cafe was 10 minutes away by car, and I was already running late. I just hoped there wouldn’t be any traffic on the way. “All the best.” The

It had been a week, and I hadn’t heard anything from Gabrielle. Even I hadn’t noticed it. This week was filled with me breaking my head open trying to come up with a research topic. Candace had decided that she wanted to do the research alone, and I decided that I would do it in a group. The thing was I was not really confident in my subject knowledge. I felt like I always knew less than the others in some way or the other While most kids felt open and comfortable in a lab setting, I often found myself nervous and constantly anxious about whether I would do something wrong. It was different if I was alone in a lab, then I felt much comfortable. It was this very problem that I found myself often questioning my choice of subject. But I wanted to do this. I always wanted to do this. I wanted to know if I could somehow change a person’s course by coming up with better medication. Maybe if we knew how to exactly keep things at bay, maybe just m

I hear my phone vibrate in my pocket. I ignore it and get back to making lecture notes. My phone vibrates again in succession. I frown, wondering who was it that was texting me at 8:30 in the morning. Having your phone vibrate against your leg was a weird feeling. It made my legs tickle whenever it did so. I wanted to take my phone out of my pocket and check who it was that was texting me now. I resisted the urge to do so and continued with the class. --As soon as the class was over, I whipped out my phone and checked my phone. Beautiful eyes: ‘ Are you free tonight?’ My eyebrows furrowed. Who was beautiful eyes? It took me a minute to remember that I had saved Gabrielle’s number as beautiful eyes. I quickly texted him back. Me: ‘Yeah. What time?’He replies back after a minute. Beautiful eyes: ‘Around 7. ‘ I could feel my heart beating.