Prolouge BAXTER

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*BAXTER*

*18 YEARS OLD: FRESHMAN YEAR*

Thank god the day was over. I just wanted to get out of here and get a cup of coffee that I desperately needed. Even if it was late afternoon. I hated school. I was socially awkward and kept to myself. My parents bribed me with giving me my inheritance early. They wanted me to experience college and get to know people. Yeah, not a chance in hell. I was on top of the introverted food chain. If you googled examples of being an introvert then you'd probably find my picture.

But I liked to study people. I found it fascinating to figure out what they are feeling. That's why I kept my hoodie up at all times. I didn't want them thinking I was a creep. I have a gift my parents told me. I could easily make someone talk to me and by someone I mean my parents. They usually chuckled and word vomited their day.

I wish I was social enough to make friends but when classmates try to talk to me, I hide within my hoodie and isolate myself. I'm not trying to be rude but most of my life I was homeschooled. So being social made my awkwardness less appealing.

But that's just me. It was the middle of the school year and I have yet to find a friend, maybe I never will. Which I'm okay with but it would be nice to talk to someone. Be able to hold a conversation about anything. Maybe I could make a safe place when I graduate. A place where people like me could coexist with others. I'm not even sure what I'm talking about but it would be nice to—

Bam... I collided with a human brick.

My eyes locked with the most gorgeous guy I've ever seen. His emerald eyes gleamed like gems. His plump lips were impossible to resist, his jawline was perfectly sculpted, his chocolatey brown hair was unruly but pushed back, and his nose was exquisitely symmetrical. "Sorry, man. You okay?" His voice was deep but gentle. I hide myself in my hoodie.

"You're scaring him with your manly voice." To his side was a goddess. Her blue eyes pierced through me, her velvet porcelain skin was flawless, and her blonde hair was fixed in a ponytail showing off her angelic features. Her lips gleamed with clear lip gloss, making them look inviting.

I. Was. In. Heaven.

"I think you broke him, babe," she giggled as she waved her fingers in front of me. His eyes felt like they penetrated inside me. I glanced at his letterman jacket. He must play some sort of sport. I should run and hide. I'd probably do that when I get home. I just wanted to escape this embarrassment.

"I'm sorry. I have to go." I rushed past them. My heart beat echoed in my ears. Then I turned right and ran towards where I parked my Black Mercedes S Class. What the hell just happened?

I think I met my crush. The god and goddess. My heart galloped and my body heated just thinking of them. I always knew I was bisexual but my heart wanted both of them, badly.

I shook my head. I need to focus on school and get out of here. I reached my car and unlocked it. But my thoughts went back to them. My chest filled with warmth and desire. But then disappointment struck. They were a couple. They'd never notice me.

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Of course it was my luck that I was stuck in line for Starbucks. I took the longer route home. I wanted to stop by the old neighborhood that was like an abandoned town. It was calm and quiet. So I'd go there just to relax my thoughts. But right now my thoughts were jumbled with the gorgeous couple. I needed to find out who they were. I sighed and waited in line. I really needed my caffeine fix first.

I tiptoed and counted to see how many people were in front of me. Four people. And one of them was ordering the whole menu. I really needed to go out and acclimate myself with the human population.

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