Efflorescence (ON HOLD DO NOT READ YET)

VI - The Cold Blooded Emerald's Comrade

AFTER calling my parents and lying to them about how great my life is here at Crossbow, I pleaded Headmistress Hernshaw to let me send a letter to my best friend, Shaye since I know that I can't wait till tomorrow. She agreed since I got sick or for me, stupidly fainted in the arms of the arrogant Nathaniel Thorne and owe him for keeping the voices away. Damn it. I don't want to owe him anything. Stupid stupid Nina. But still, how did he? Or maybe it's just a coincidence. Darn. Then I remembered his beautiful worried emerald eyes on me. I can strongly say that he would take a bullet for you. I grimaced. Joletta's thought is super wrong. I hate Nathaniel Thorne. And he hates Nina Nightingale. Period. No but's no if's. 

I started writing my letter to Shaye,

Sup Shaye?

                      First of all, I really miss you. And second, I really do miss you. I kinda wish you were here. I know you're thinking that I should say direct to the point what I want to say and what you want to read. So yeah, Crossbow sucks than we thought when we searched it on Google. Well not totally suck, this place is like a luxurious hotel. And my room? My dorm room, is like Marie Antoinette's bedroom, literally. In the outside, Crossbow looks like a gothic medieval church but inside, it's like you just stepped inside The Buckingham Palace or a basilica in Rome. It's so grand, Shaye, shit. Students here, or the Crossbownians they say, dress like they're the President's children during Saturday and Sunday. But I wouldn't lie, the uniform is pretty good. Aaandd I am not friendless as I thought I would become, I met nice people, well not all actually. So, my new friends are Georgianna Weatherbee; brunette, smart and attractive. Finley Norewood; geek, sickly and weird, Finley and I barely talk but he's good. Baby faced Myles Colebank who turns out to be gay. Phoebe Eastham, small, cute, and hyper as I must say. Last is Ivy Winn, I can't believe I will add her as my friend cause she never treats me like one, but strawberry blonde Ivy is the definition of a Victoria's Secret model. Don't hate her, she's poorly broken hearted so maybe that's why she's sort of a...uhm...a...bitch? All of us are in one group, a study group that Crossbow invented for socializing and fun studying. So yeah. Don't yawn yet Shaye, cause I also met two hot but too different boys here. I can't believe I just said that. Or wrote that. Or even thought about that. UGH. Well, first is William Franchot, his surname's pronounced as Franshow by the way, and he has dashing light brown hair, dashing sapphire eyes and dashing personality. Will is a total charming gentleman. On the other hand is Nathaniel Thorne, tall like William but he's SUPER FVCKING ARROGANT AS HELL. Nathaniel has black sexy hair like mine (mine's are not sexy okay? just the color). Christ. I just wrote that his hair is sexy...but it's true. He has this dark seducting stare by using his insanely gorgeous smoldering emerald eyes to confuse a poor girl's feelings towards him (I am not the poor girl hopefully). Aaaand I can't believe I'm writing, thinking or saying this but...Nathaniel can make Calvin Klein male models run out of money. Or career. shit. This got pretty long, so yeah, write back ok? Love you.

Your bestfriend who is not the poor girl with confused feelings towards Nathaniel Thorne, Nina Nightingale.  

I thought about writing another letter with the less of praising Nathaniel, but I'm just being stupid so I dropped the letter for Shaye on the letterbox hoping she won't judge me. I smelled the expensive men perfume again, I turned around, just my luck, it was Mr. Jerk Nathaniel Thorne. 

"Nina." That seducting dark velvet voice again.

"Nathaniel." I said with no tone. And with no eye contact. 

"Fuck off please." He simply just said. WHAT THE HELL? FUCK OFF? I AM BURNING WITH FURY RIGHT NOW. I DON'T EVEN GIVE A FUCK ABOUT HIM OR ANYTHING ELSE STRINGED TO HIM. WHAT A TOTAL A-HOLE! ARROGANT GORGEOUS JERK! "Excuse me?" As always, that was all I can reply.