The First Fall Of Autumn

Chapter 1

Adele's POV :

It's pleasant here , a blissful breeze caressing my hair. I walk through the aisle of stones to find a beautiful white mansion. The sun rays adorning the milky marble of the building. I walk further inside to find a huge wooden door with a traditional golden door knob. I wonder if these kind of villas actually exist or this is just a mere fantasy. I walk ahead , my feet hurting from walking miles through the barren lands. My throat is choking and just with the desire of quenching my thirst I twist the door knob which surprisingly is unlocked and I pull the door open. As I walk through the huge house I hear faint screams of a girl. Yes it is a girl. I'm hearing it right. As I walk closer to the genesis of the sound I feel my heart pounding across my chest. Sweat dripping down my forehead. The adrenaline is taking the best of my body. I push open a creaking door and the magnitude of the screams intensify. I walk closer and suddenly I'm pulled back by strong arms which are now covering my mouth. I feel this muscular man grope at my neck with chains and strangle me, I'm trying to scream , to escape but no one can hear me , no one is there for my rescue. I try to push that man away pulling at the chains at my neck as I feel my body go dizzy. What is happening ? I scream again but this time I hear a familiar voice , a soft one.
"You're okay Adele , you're okay." I try to trace this voice and soon those chains are replaced by soft hands and my eyes blow open as I wake up to the surroundings of my room and my caretaker Miss Rose straddling my hair, trying her best to calm me. It was again one of those nightmares I'm habitual to get almost every night since my childhood. I catch on my breath and Rose hands me a glass of water. I sip the water slowly and feel each gulp heavy in my throat. When I'm gonna be free of these nightmares and get a real sleep for once ! The best part is my parents barely bother. They never actually wanted to have me , It was a defect in their luck that during one of their nights my mom found that she was pregnant with me and how I was a curse to both mom and dad an their sparkling career. All they ever did for me was to get me a huge villa and leave to some other country and stay a content life without me. Rose tries her best to fill that solitary space of my family but its never enough. Currently I'm living in London's Mayfair street with my caretaker Rose and I have joined the university of London as a literature and philosophy major. Today's my first day at the university and I hope it goes well. I quickly take a shower and slip into one of the loose jeans and baggy shirts and put on my usual horn rimmed glasses. Nothing in the world can replace the comfort I get from my lose jeans and oversized shirts. I pack my books into one of the old sling bags I used to carry around my initial high school years.
"Hurry up ! Adele!" I hear Rose bang at the door as I laugh and stand at the door waiting a few more seconds to her annoyance.
"I'm here , I'm here. Calm your raging self down love!" I said and pinched at her nose and ran down laughing leaving her annoyed and angry and amusing at the same time . I quickly grab my breakfast and stop by at Starbucks to get my usual caramel mocha. I drive down the busy morning streets of London and into the impressively mammoth campus of the university. I soon wander around and spot my first class for today. Creative writings. One of the most magnificent subjects invented by the human clan. What's better than writing down your thoughts and giving them a life? I soon pick the first seat and avoid making any conversations with my freshmen classmates. I was completely engrossed in noting down a few assignments when I felt a husky but familiar man call out my name. Wait. I know him. I know this voice. As I turn my head I feel frozen like all the blood in my body is blue. I can't think straight...
Why is he here ? My mind is racing but it's contradicting my body. It can't be him. This can't be real. Edward...

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Edward's POV :

I hear my alarm clock buzzing and attempting to wake me up fourth time since morning. Now when I am actually unable to doze back off I decide to get up and get ready for stepping into another study phase. Yes its my first day at the University of London. And I'm feeling as indolent as ever to wake up. I elect on missing the shower today and quickly throw on a black t-shirt and my usual black jeans. I take extra time to gel up my hair and set them in a quiff. I grab my key and wallet as mum stuffs a toast in my mouth and I pull my Audi out of the garage speeding off to the uni. I swear this campus is fucking big and beyond my imagination. I check the schedule in my mobile. So my first class is creative writing. Not bad. I mean I like the complete idea of giving wings to my words. I enter inside the classroom and I feel a few girls making that weird sound and gasping. I scan the room and my eyes spot that one girl sitting on the front bench with a slack on and those horn rimmed glasses. I know her it's none other than my slack nerd queen , wait did I just mentioned my. Blah. She's the most pesky and irritating people around. Typically a damn bookworm she is. I have known her of what seams like eternity but this girl got no change. She's the same little , ugly, worthless girl. She's extremely exasperating and obnoxious person ever born on this earth. Nothing in the world can I derive pleasure from than just shove her worth in her face and let her know her real place. I call out her name and I can see the hue draining out from her face. I love this sight , seeing her like this all perturbed and suffering. I walk closer to her seat and wave my hand in front of her face.
"Miss slacky nerd , stop stalking me !" I exclaim and I see the tears build in her eyes. I turn to the class and laugh slightly and look at her again. "Welcome my smashing freshmen , let me introduce you to the queen of dorks , the one and only , the most nasty and grisly looking girl of our time, please give a big hand to Adele !'', I laugh and I hear the class laughing, hauling and hooting and I look at her face completely mobbed with tears. This....I love how my words can pierce her from within. How I can dominate her around just with a few words. Now seeing her cry I feel a mixed desire to annoy her further and wipe her tears. Wait what ? I gotta be kidding myself but why am I feeling this constant burn in my chest when I see her cry. Why this pleasure is accompanied by a faint pain? It could probably be my nice hidden gentleman that's it. I take a glance at her small shivering figure and jump over to the back of the desks and take a seat at the far end of the class. A man enters with a suit on and the complete class goes silent as he introduces himself to be Mr. Wilson the creative writing teacher and I hear a few girls gasping and drooling already as I roll my eyes and slurp back on my chair already halfway uninterested in the class now.
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Hey guys . I hope you like this chapter. Well there's gonna be a lot more switching over with the POV's, so please bare and ignore small mistakes if made. I'll get the text corrected soon.