"I'm really exhausted," I said to myself as I walked to school. Mom told me to go to bed, and I refused. what did she expect I have a test, and I can't fail. while walking down the street, I spotted my friends. "Friends" I didn't really have those until them, I hated how fake people could get, and it bores me. I bonded with these ones instantly as they understood me.
Jake saw me and waves, flashing his golden boy smile at me, how cute. he's the heir to an empire and a multi millionaire. then the rest, Daniel, Max, Ruby, and Damian, noticed me. they all come from wealthy homes, which leaves me feeling poor, not that i am tho, and even if so, they never made me feel that way. I walked towards them and gave Jake a side hug, then I slightly wave and said hi to them all.
" You look stunning today!" Jake says. " No, I don't. It's probably because I changed my hairstyle," I laughed at his comment. " Let's be on our way then," Ruby says, smiling at me while holding my hand. I look at Damian, and he offers me a nod. he has always been a stern, cold-hearted asshole. Well, I guess you'd expect that from a mafia prince and an heir to a billion dollar company. Ahh, posh rich kids, I roll my eyes in my head.
"Hey Max, I heard Clifford talking about your relationship with Alice. Did you really break up? are you okay?," I asked as I couldn't get in touch with him yesterday. he takes a deep breath then looks at me, " we broke up on my terms so if there's any one you should be concerned about it's her" Max replies nonchalantly then gives an awkward smile to which I reciprocated. Lord, I made friends with gorgeous men. Max is a British boy with blond hair and heterogima eyes, sharp jawline and high cheek bone, and a lean muscular frame. His dimple makes his charm even more irresistible. Jake is more like him too, but with dark hair, a bit taller, and blue eyes.
Damian could be described as a devil's spawn not just because of his character and personality but his looks included. He is a wall of muscles, hazel eyes, and hair that consists of two different colors, blond and auburn, an incredible aura, every girl's crush, and a total charmer. Also heard he's a good fuck too but apparently all that nice personality was to everyone but me. and if stares could destroy people, I would have been long dead because that's all I get. not that I care, but I want to know what I did wrong, I'm just an innocent girl.
On arrival to school, we parted ways and I stopped by the school's cafeteria to get a light snack to which I stuffed in my bag. what, I don't have time to prepare food. as I reached the stairs, I bumped into something, no, someone. Damian Volkov. "Sorry," I said, shifting to the other side. "watch it" he says, looking at me intently. this dude is trying to intimidate me, but hey, we can't afford to offend someone from the bratva, Can we? so I settled with, " I said I'm sorry." " Why are you skipping classes?" he finally asked after staring into my soul. wait, I have a lot of questions, so he finally acknowledges me. Why does he care if I skip classes?
"So you can actually speak long sentences?" I asked out of the blues because this is the first actual statement he has ever made for me. Why did it have to be a question. "Don't answer my question with another," he says in a rough voice that sends shivers down my spine, Why me. but then again he's my senior and he has to right to ask so I said I came to get something to eat. he then started walking closer to me and I started stepping back. then I noticed something flashed in his usual dark and almost bored expression. my back reached the wall, then he stopped very close to me, I could smell him then, saffron and lavender, I inhaled it deeply with his masculine scent. he stared at me till I felt like I was gonna burn, then he just left. what was that for? feeling frustrated, I walked to class and didn't even bother eating the snacks I bought. I wonder why his scent is still here.