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Chapter 1

That is Estella ^^^          >Yael Shelbia<

Tell me what you think about her...

I hope you like this chapter...

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ESTELLA'S POV

I went down the hallway wondering when this building was going to crumble down I didn't expect it to survive for too much longer. The stickers and paintings were coming off. Some cracks covered most of the surfaces. Spider webs filled the corners.

It was so old.

The elevator door opened and I entered leaning back on the wall so that I didn't fall from the violent shaking.

It then stopped with a loud thud as I opened the door and got out. 

A cold wind sliced through my cheeks making me shiver. 

I looked down at my watch. It was only 5:45 am but there were a couple of cars in the streets already. 

I carefully crossed the road and took a left turn into an empty ally. "Good morning, miss" a voice called out from behind. I turned back to see a handsome young man who looked almost my age. "What can I help you with?" I replied with a blank face. 

He cheerfully smiled. Walking closer he said "You shouldn't walk through this alley it is dangerous" He warned. 

He had a well-sculpted face, with thick brows. He was wearing a loose t-shirt with shorts. 

"Thank you for your concern but you don't have to worry about me." with that I turned to leave. 

"No, I wasn't worried about you" He looked down at my bare legs and smirked. 

"You have nice legs." he looked up to meet my eyes.

I mentally slapped him hard in the face.

I sighed and went a little closer to him slowly.

I took my time, taking slow steps toward him while keeping intimidating eye contact with him. I could see fear flicker in his eyes and his facial expression sunk into a slight frown.

I immediately understood he is not those punks whom I should be scared of. He either is just messing around or he is trying to act cool or something.

"You see mister dearest.....I don't really know what you are trying to do-" I aggressively moved one of my hands under my chin, as if I'm thinking out loud.  The aggressive hand movements made him stumble backward. 

I then stopped right in front of him. My head just reached his chest but I could see that I was definitely terrifying him. 

"...But I can tell that this conversation if let continued..." I looked up at him dropping my hands to my sides, my face all serious. 

I was having fun.

"...It wouldn't end well." 

I then smiled at him very politely and then dropped it almost immediately again, hoping that I gave out a vibe of a psycho. 

"...Now I don't think you'd want that" I finished and stared at him with a blank stare.

When he didn't say anything which I knew he wouldn't, I just turned back with an eye roll and continued my walk to work. 

I had used this ally for over a year but I have never seen this guy before. I smile crept to my face. 

I was proud of myself.