Paradox

Chapter 9 : Adrianna

This chapter is not edited..so if you know any good editor please tell us :)

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I know I know, please don't be mad because of the late update! We are so sorry, It's just we had exams  going on and as it's a senior year, we got cought up.. but It won't happen again! We promise!! 

So, I hope you plan on not throwing those shoes and stones and love the chapter! 

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"Don't you feel hot sleeping fully covered?" Was the first thing I heard when I woke up today. I opened my eyes and saw daemon holding my blanket and smiling. 

"What the hell Daemon...let me sleep!!" I cried as I tried pulling my blanket half asleep.

“It’s already mid-afternoon Princess!” Daemon laughed as he threw the blanket away and sat next to my bed.

“OMG!” I sat up. “I’m late!!”

“Late for what?” he asked.

“AP English!” I yelled as I ran off to change my clothes. "And don't call me that!" I said before banging the door. 

“Crazy Riana!!” I heard Daemon laugh.

As I came out, I saw the entire gang sitting on the floor of my room. Tanya was blushing as she was seated right next to my brother. Xania was talking to Nash and Daemon was giving her his unwelcoming looks which she was ignoring. That seemed to make Daemon more fidgety that for a moment I thought he liked her.

“Guys I’ve to go, have a class!” I said as I rushed out the door. It was 3:45 pm and the class was at 4 pm and I’m not a person who likes to be late.

I ran all the way from my dorm to the school, which let me tell you is a freaking long way.It was Saturday so, the school was off. Only the extra classes took place today and I was one of the idiots who decided to take one up.

The class was located on ‘3C’ which I hope was the third floor, C corridor. Fortunately it was. It took me some time to just locate the corridor. I mean, there are freaking 25 corridors all in different directions, I’m sure even the architect of this place was confused when he built it. And yes, I was 15 minutes LATE!

I finally found the class though. “Miss Jackson, why are you late?” Mr. Thompson asked. He was a very bucolic looking man with clothes of I don’t know which era. With a thick beard and a old Britain Accent, he looked like an English teacher.

“Sir, I was……Lost.” I confessed and gave him the innocent eye look.

“Uhh…it’s okay, I’m sure it won’t happen again.”He said to which I gave him my million dollar smile! The class gave this old English libraries vibe. It had shelves and shelves of books all around which clearly had a thick layer of dust on them. The windows gave the view of the deep blue sea which was very distracting to be true, I had this strange attraction to the ocean. “You’re paired with Mr. Windsor, take your seat..” He stretched his lips in a weird way which made one side go up and the other side down. I guess, that was his smile…

I looked up to see Mr. Windsor and it wasn’t a face I was expecting to see in this class. I walked up to the table and sat next to him.

"Why are you always lost?” He smirked as he passed me the book.

“Why are you following me?” I asked sarcastically. He laughed "I was here first lady! I'm not following type of guy.."

“Can you please pass me the extra book Kyle…” A blonde in front of me gave him a somewhat seducing look.