Anastasia

Chapter 23: Testing.

Anastasia.

'Wild Ones.'

Waking up to my alarm, it's not the best sound in the morning after having the best sleep and night before in your life.

Letting out a little groan from me, it's about 5:30 and I need to be out of the house at 7:00am. My plans were to take one more practice test, which would be science and it is an easy 4 questions 5 part test.

Then it would be about 6 or 6:30 ish and I would just get dressed and eat breakfast, I was promised by my Father and Jane.

Today, my Father is going to make some changes in the company just in case I don't work out and pull through with the test.

I told him I'll try my best to get through it.

There is an arm still around me, Antonio stayed...!!!!

"Antonio, I have to get up please." After the whole situation that we had yesterday I should've let him sleep a  little longer while I do my test, my father somehow knows that he spent the night.

Then I keep on forgetting the ring camera, and he would have walked out the house at one point. There isn't a point of hiding it, but I don't know how Toby would react.

If I would have let him sleep in more, then I would be stuck because the grip he has on me is like the grip I wish Rose had onto Jack in the titanic.

He moved his arm from around me and went around me again, causing me to groan. But then he pulled me more into him. Just for a small peck on my head.

Just as it happened, he let go of me.

Taking this chance, I grabbed my folded blanket on my chair and wrapped it around me. Putting my glasses on since, the screen is too bright.

I typed my password in and opened the test.

Clicking Submit for what feels like the 1000 time this week, I see my score and it was a.

"92?" I whisper to myself and I viciously, scrolled down to see the questions I got wrong.

You're lying about the electron configuration for an atom with more than 118 electrons. Is what I got wrong? I'm not going to lie, that question is very easy. But I know my mind was drifting off into space and I was half way asleep.

Groaning, I need to find a way to wake up. "Antonio!" I say to him, as I don't close the fat failure on my screen. I plan on studying a couple more books before I do.

He doesn't move, it's 5:56. I just take this time to get dressed. Walking into my closet, I pull out some black sweatpants.

Underwear.

No bra.

Then I take a big white hoodie, I pull out my white crocs with a lot of jit bits on them.

Before getting dressed, I see bruises on my legs. Maybe it's a good thing the weather is getting cold.

I get dressed, I throw my shorts in the corner of the closet.

I looked at the mirror in my closet and saw that I looked fine, but then when I walked closer to the mirror I could see hicky's and his hand mark over my neck. I don't mind it much but my father will. Thank god the hoodie is covering my neck, I walk out with Antonio's sweatshirt.

I changed the color to purple so I could see better, as Antonio's face is in the pillow and all I can see is his.

Oh my god.