°BOOK ONE OF THE IMPERFECT SERIES°
Aurora Carmen is the perfect dose of sweetheart haunted by a troubled past.
Madden Hawthorne lives on the edge he'll do anything for the rush and he won't stop even if it kills him.
What will happen when two opposi...
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I've never liked school it's always been the main root of my anxiety all the work and expectations not just academically which I've never struggled with I love reading and writing and learning but socially always the need to try and fit in with everyone around you considering trying to make everybody love you it's exhausting.
But this school at first glance is majestic straight out of a fantasy novel gorgeous distinctive wall crowning and gallery worthy decorative art work paired with enchanting dorm rooms I can't believe I'm actually here, I'm already itching for a peek at the library and dance studios if they're anything like the rest of this school.
The rooms are giant,almost like a New York city apartment there are six rooms and I got one of the biggest I've already begun choosing where I'm putting the necessities AKA my bookshelf and what colour I'm wallpapering as soon as I get the chance because this aggressive white is beginning to make me feel like I'm in a hospital.
Some of my nerves have sizzled down so I'm having thankfully a good start.
Not to mention the best shower of my life because the crappy water pressure is one thing I will not be missing from home.
I wipe away some of the steam clouding the mirror as I stare at my bare body scanning my eyes over myself.
I've never been much of a confident person,that's another on the long list of things he managed to take away from me, I've never really been somebody that grabs the attention off those around them,like the way Vivian and Harper do that's the way they've always been.
Confident, shameless
While I stand in the back twiddling my thumbs like an awkward child.
I brush a few pieces of pin straight hair over my shoulder taking in the curve of my waist and the innocents of my features,doe eyes, heart lips,sun freckles.
I'm not horrendous I'm just.
Plain.
Bringing myself back to the present I pick up my under wear sliding it over my now clean frame paired with my favourite Nike tracksuit bottoms.
"Crap wheres that shirt" I mutter ravaging through my damp clothes of course it's just my luck to forget my shirt.
Opening the door what I didn't expect to see was Madden sat in my room next to my unpacked clutter with a book in his out of all things.
I stop in my tracks because first of all why's he in my room and second why's he reading and thirdly it takes me a second to realise what he's reading.
