Chapter 1

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ANGEL'S POV

I grumbled as I heard my alarm go off.

I put it off. "5 more minutes. " I muttered while going back to sleep. Now, I heard my phone buzz.

I swear to god, whoever called me is going to regret it.

I lazily picked the phone up and answered the call. "God listened to my prayers. WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? " My friend boomed on the phone. For a second, I lifted my phone off my ear.

My goddamn ears.

"What the hell, babe? Why are you yelling in the morning?" I whined. "Oh, is 8:30 sound to you like morning?" She grumbled in pure annoyance. "Come on, live a little. Anyway, what's the matter?" I asked while lazily stretching my arms. " It's nothing, babe. University starts today. No fucking big deal." She groans through the phone. I practically see her rolling eyes.

What's a university?

What is she starting today?

Well, good for her. Because I-

Then it hits me hard.

OH, MY FLIPPING GOD.

"And I know you will be running here, so I booked a cab for you." I almost hear her through the phone.

As soon as I heard her voice, I tossed my phone on my bed and quickly went to the bathroom to shower. Then I wore a plain tee shirt and jeans. I fastly headed downstairs. "Bye! Mom." I shouted while putting on my shoes. "Eat breakfast, then go." My mom said, coming out of the kitchen. "No time," I muttered as I sprinted outside. The cab came early. I opened the door and quickly sat inside.

"Stanford University, please," I told the driver. "Ok, mam." He replied while starting the engine.

After a 15-minute ride, I reached the university. I got off the car and went to the main gate. "My freaking god," I exclaimed as I bumped into a wall.

Great timing, you know.

But who puts a wall in the middle of a road.

Ughhhh.

But no, it's not a wall. It's a freaking hot ass guy. His dark green eyes met mine, as he watched me in pure amusement. He has his goons around him. One guy is eyeing me with pure annoyance. Another one was smiling at me, which caught me off guard.

No buddies, there is no time for this shit.

"Watch where you are going." The grumpy grandpa sneered at me.

Bitch, he bumped into me, not you.

So, gladly shut the fuck up.

I was itching to say it. But another guy seems to be holding his laugh as if he could read my thoughts or just looking at my expression.

Just some werewolf shit.

Not wanting to be late to my first period on the first day, I muttered a small sorry and ran away from there.

Seeing my friend Aria I walked toward her with a smile. We are childhood best friends. When I am crying, or something shit comes into my life, she is always there for me with open arms. She can be a bitch sometimes, but not gonna lie, but she is one of the best things that has happened to me.

Enough with the chit-chat.

I am 10 minutes ahead of time. So prayers don't go waste.

Ooh, the group is here.

And by the group I mean my friend Aria and her boyfriend Jason, and Chris.

You know what, the most annoying person of the year award goes to Chris.

Because, why not?

Nah, because he is the annoyest person I've ever seen.

I don't know if the word annoyest even exists.

I am a weird person. Love doing weird things.

OoooOoH.

"Hi, Guys," I exclaimed. "Look, who's here?" Jason smiled sheepishly while pulling me into a hug. "None other than our sleeping beauty," Chris shouted.

The freaking second-hand embarrassment.

"Shut the fuck up before I shove something down your throat," I muttered incoherently. "Language." Jason reminded me just of a grandpa. "He is the one who started, you know," I said while crossing my arms. Chris rolled his eyes and sticking his tongue at me. "Enough with the bickering. I heard someone opened a new club downtown. Shall we go there tonight?" Aria pleaded Jason. "No," Jason answered with a frown.

Told you, he is a freaking gRaNDpA.

"Pretty please," She begged Jason while nudging me to support her. "Not like last time, we will behave. Promise." I implore with puppy eyes.

"Okay." He said with complete irritation.

That's the power of puppy eyes.

"Let's go," I said, and we all headed to our classes.

Those dark green eyes I can't seem to forget about them, what to do?


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