Azura

Lincoln

A/N: Hello again! Just some announcements for this story: A. This is Chapter 8 and this will be the last chapter posted here on Wattpad. B. I will be writing another story a bit of a Hunger Games/ Harry Potter type story I will make that story more available (with more chapter that you're able to read) C. I also have another story to write about. I just don't know if I want to make it another werewolf romance or make it just a contemporary/ Urban romance (with humans) If you enjoyed this story please check out chapters 9 and up on Webnovel, I'd really appreciate it! The title of the story is the same, but my pen/ username is Nisa_Casiano in case you can't find the story by name. The future chapters aren't just between Azura and Lincoln, some drama starts in the chapter on Webnovel. If you like this story please share it with anyone you know might be interested in it. If you'd like to read something more specific, just leave me a message here on Wattpad or my email kiwyee46@gmail.com I'll be more than willing to listen to suggestions. Love ya'll!

I woke up this morning and my anxiety was through the roof, I was pacing, my room was a mess, and my hair wasn't falling the way I wanted it to. Everything has to be perfect today, Azura promised she'd come to school today, so I have to impress her with my goddess blessed looks and dazzling personality. Right? I continue to pace in and out of my closet trying to find the most impressive outfit I own when someone scares me.

"What the hell are you doing?" It was my younger sister, Clem, standing in the doorway taking a bite out of an apple.

"Can't you see I'm trying to find an outfit that looks like I'm a nice and put together guy." I announce with great confidence, and a bit of a smirk, if I'm being honest.

"Oh, really?" she glances to the left, then to the right then takes a bite out of her apple, she sighs and looks at me and says, "You're doing a great job." sarcastically encouraging me.

"Didn't mom and dad teach you if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all?" I ask her.

"Yeah, I remember. Why do you think I don't talk to those oher beasts at school? I have nothing nice to say." she says in a duh tone.

I turned around and groaned like someone who stubbed their toe, for one, I can never win against Clem in an argument, she has so much evidence and common sense that I can't overpower, and secondly, I actually stubbed my toe. I turned to see her looking like she wanted to say something, so I asked her what was wrong with her.

"So... are you going to tell me or am I going to have to ask?" she asks.

"Clem, I don't know what you are talking about. Can I have some type of hint?" I sigh in defeat.

She starts muttering things underneath her breath and I catch a few 'idiots' and a 'typical', but other than that, I don't know what she's saying.

"Who's the girl you're trying to impress, doofus?" she asks aggressively.

I flinched, but caught myself and continued looking through my clothes.

"I'm not trying to impress a girl, Clem." I chuckled.

"Okay, so this has nothing to do with the new girl, right?"

I froze. How in the world did she know? Who told her? Was it Jazzmine? She has a habit of just yelling out things when she's angry.

"Jazzmine, wasn't the one who told me." she says knowingly.

If it wasn't Jazz, it couldn't have been anybody else because they can keep a secret longer than jazz. If not my close friends, then who?