✩ ~ 𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓮 ~ ꨄ

  ✧ chapter 3 ✧

As Candice rearranged her locker, removing old sticky-notes and replacing her books, she shut the door closed to find Asher Woolf  leaning casually against the other side. "you? do you need your throne carried today?" she snapped with a strong pinch of clear attitude. "excuse me? you should know who you're speaking to" he argued with a warning look on his face. Though she felt only mildly frightened by his threat, Candice wasn't fazed. She knew he was trying to get on her nerves, and she wasn't falling for any more alpha antics. However, the spark she had felt when their eyes met, that fluttering feeling in her heart, that unmatched sensation, they all held her down from resisting him. Candice quickly shook the thought off and stood her ground, she simply wasn't going to allow his tricks to get to her. Now was the perfect chance for Asher. as candice contemplated her next move, Asher slickly, and secretly slipped a small object through her locker slits. He slyly walked off, leaving her lost in a daydream. Candice re-examined her locker once more to confirm she hadn't forgotten any belongings necessary for class, however, one specific thing had caught her eye. *a.. paper?..* She flipped the sheet around, revealing a dollar bill with a username written all over it., a very familiar sounding one. Just then, the school bell rang, signalling the beginning of class. Candice stuffed the paper in her purse pocket in a haste motion, grabbed all her needed belongings and swiftly made her way into chemistry.