BOOK #1 IN SINFUL CHRONICLES
PROLOGUE:
"You need to stop touching me every single time you see me," I said gritting
" And says who? Miss Goody two shoes, you have no power to stop me from touching what's mine. " He replied smirking.
"I am not yo...
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I got my red dress on tonight Dancin' in the dark, in the pale moonlight Done my hair up real big, beauty queen style High heels off, I'm feelin' alive.
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2 WEEKS LATER
My routine has been quite monotonous lately. It was a gloomy Friday morning as I got ready for school. After having my usual breakfast, I grabbed my bag and headed out the door.
As soon as I stepped into the classroom, I noticed a buzz of excitement. Everyone was animatedly discussing a party. Amid the chatter, Allison approached me with a bright smile and handed me a beautifully decorated card.
"Hey bestie," she said with a twinkle in her eye, "I'm throwing a party tomorrow night at my penthouse, and it's going to be a themed masquerade party. You have to come! You should stay at my place until Sunday so we can get everything ready together."
I nodded, smiling back at her, and carefully placed the invitation card into my bag, feeling a mix of anticipation and curiosity about the weekend ahead.
Classes went on as usual, a familiar routine that was both predictable and dull. For the past two weeks, I had been meticulously avoiding Marcus, despite the fact that he sat right next to me in math class. Whenever I spoke to him, I made sure our conversations were strictly about academic matters and all he did was nod and explain patiently.
I couldn't completely deny the attraction I felt for him. Every time I saw him, that unforgettable kiss would replay in my mind, making my heart race all over again. Our tutoring sessions were strictly confined to the library, where we worked side by side, focusing on physics problems while trying to ignore the lingering tension between us.
After one such session, where I finally managed to clear up all my physics doubts, I returned home feeling a mix of relief and excitement. I packed a briefcase carefully, choosing the perfect outfit for the party and adding a few extra clothes for the weekend stay at Allison's apartment. I double-checked everything.
