"Let's make a deal"
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Aiden Morgan. Heir of a prosperous family, confused between the sides of seesaw where remained sports and family business takeover. Arrogance and temper were his worst enemy. Friends, partie...
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Thunder rumbled informing the town of the arrival of its highness. The excitement of the trees was evident as they swayed in rhythm to the commands of the wind. The soon to arrive rain was kind enough to give the crowd a warning by providing cool and comfortable breezes that brushed past their derma discreetly. It was a gloomy morning but it was seemingly appreciated.
However, the soothing weather had failed to accomplish its task of pleasing the sleeping girl. The arbitrary cold weather made Sasha crumble into a fetus position within her bedsheets as her eyes fluttered with the light coming in. The morning seemed to surprise her, as she jolted up from her position to check the time. Fortunately, fate was kind enough to not get her late for the classes. A vexed huff left her lips as she jumped out of her comfort and headed to the washroom.
Sasha's eyes trailed to her messed up hair which was a result of the friction that was applied to it while she tossed and turned in her bed. They then travelled to her thin pink lips which had been royally devoured by a mischievous hunk last night. A nostalgic shiver ran down her body, compelling all the hair on her skin to stand up as they fell into the reminiscence of the bewitching contact. A preposterous incident to occur, those which she only dreamt about.
Time wasn't this considerate to her, however, as it thoughtlessly skipped to the dark second of realisation. Sasha's lips curved downward with excruciating thoughts surfacing.
'What if he is just using me to get her jealous?'
A gulp made its way down her throat, her confidence wearing away, once again the bitter feeling of not being good enough conquered her brain. He was the only one capable of making her feel so low, despite any achievements she made. Her insecurities never left her, just like her deep feelings for me. Once again as her coward mind suggested, she followed its steps.
'Its best to avoid him'
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The university gate begged for a moment of serenity with all the students rushing in at the busy hour. Sasha walked in feeling drowsy due to the lack of sleep, her mind distorted into total mayhem, with one motive ringing in. Set the boundaries straight.
Coming out of the trance of her thoughts she saw a redhead waving at her vigorously, making her smile. She seemed ecstatic about her newly transformed hairstyle. Sasha slowly walked towards her and the other fluffy-haired male whom she addressed as a best friend.
"Heyyyy I called you last night you didn't pick up" Noelle complained pouting.
"I fell asleep" Yet another lie escaped her lips, her stomach churning in guilt for spitting such untrue words to her soul friends.
"Ohhhh okay. How's my new hair?" She asked turning around whilst twirling it with one finger.
