God Of Desire

eyes on me

Anastasia :

The sunlight filtered softly through the curtains, warming the room as I stirred awake. I stretched, my body arching like a cat's, feeling the pleasant tension in my muscles. A few deep breaths and some light yoga helped me shake off the remnants of sleep, centering myself for the day ahead.

After rolling out of bed, I padded to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The steam enveloped me as I let the warm water cascade over my skin, washing away the night. I finished up, brushed my teeth, and quickly ran a brush through my hair, ensuring it fell in loose waves around my shoulders.

In the kitchen, the tantalizing aroma of fresh fruit filled the air. I was greeted by a vibrant fruit salad my favorite morning fuel alongside a refreshing matcha latte. As I savored each bite, I thought about what lay ahead at Thunder Bay High School. It was always a mix of excitement and dread.

With breakfast finished, I headed back to my room, glancing at the uniform neatly hung on my closet door. I slipped into the crisp white blouse and navy blazer, my heart sinking slightly as I eyed the short skirt that accompanied it. “Why does it have to be so short?” I muttered under my breath, wishing I could just wear something comfortable.

I accessorized with a delicate silver necklace and a few bracelets, each piece holding memories and meaning. A quick spritz of my favorite perfume and I moved to the vanity. A touch of light makeup some mascara and a hint of blush and I felt ready to face the day.

Finally, I grabbed my designer bag, ensuring I had everything I needed for class, and headed downstairs. The familiar sight of my driver and bodyguard, Tolya, greeted me at the door. His presence was comforting, a steadfast reminder that I was always protected.

“Good morning, Miss Anastasia,” he said with a nod, his expression serious yet warm.

“Morning, Tolya,” I replied, slipping into the passenger seat of my sleek gray Audi R8.

As we pulled away from the driveway, I caught a glimpse of my home in the rearview mirror, the place I knew so well yet felt increasingly detached from as changes loomed ahead. Today was just another day, but I could feel the weight of uncertainty lingering in the air. I took a deep breath, determined to make the best of it.

As the car glided smoothly down the road, I leaned back in my seat, my headphones snugly in place. I flicked through my playlist until I landed on a track that matched my mood something edgy and defiant. I closed my eyes, letting the music drown out the world for a moment.

Thoughts swirled in my mind about Thunder Bay High School. New school, new people. I couldn’t say I was excited; in fact, I was more bored than anything else. I imagined a sea of perfectly coiffed hair and designer clothes, kids with silver spoons lodged so firmly in their mouths they could barely speak without sounding entitled. I rolled my eyes internally. They’d think they were special just because of their money, like it gave them some sort of status.

I wasn’t there to make friends with fake, childish people who thought high school was some sort of reality show. No, I was on a mission to navigate this new landscape while staying true to myself, even if it felt like an uphill battle. I just hoped I wouldn’t have to deal with too many of them.

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As I stepped out of the Audi, the grandeur of Thunder Bay High School loomed before me. The building was a striking blend of modern architecture and classic elegance, its large glass windows reflecting the sunlight like a beacon of wealth and privilege. But it wasn’t the imposing structure that caught my attention; it was the sea of eyes that turned to scrutinize me as I emerged.