Lucy's POV
That little...who the hell does he think he is.
The phone vibrating in my pocket brings me from my hatred thoughts.
The scream flash with Lucas name on the scream.
I slide the screen to the answer Icon and placing the device to my ear.
"Lucy"
Last night was the best night I had in months.
Lucas tried to get closer to me physically but I kept pulling away.
It felt different, I had been with James for as long as I can remember.
"oh hey Lucas"
"I... I was wondering if you want to meet for lunch"
How could he be nervous, I found it amusing hearing him
Stammer like that.
I was actually kind of cute.
"If you don't want to, it's fine" Lucas continue recognizing my silence.
"Yeah sure"
I wasn't sure what I want from him.
"I'll see you at noon" with that Lucas ends the call
Turning to the entrance of the chemistry laboratory with Nathan looking at me with disgust.
There could be only be one reason why he could despise me.
Ryan forgave me for punching He couldn't still be holding that over my head.
Nathan lips turns into a smirk as he walks to the literature side of the campus.
Not literature.
We can't be sharing a literature Class.
What on earth is he majoring in.
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Professor Ronald shares stories of his college life in this exact room.
Pride and prejudice was our first book, which I've read a countless amount of times.
Each romance novel I've ever read allows me to drift off in a world that was perfect.
A perfect love.
Reading a story with an happy ending never made me gag.
It's never happy forever and I want anything less.
"We will go around row by row so each individual can the opportunity to share there favorite phrases from any novel" Professor Ronald says to the class.
Sitting in the first row I would go first follow by two blonde hair girls.
Nathan sat in the second row along side three guys.
"Also state the name of the novel along with the author" Professor Ronald continue
"Ms Martin " professor Ronald instructs me to begin.
" Forgiveness is never promised neither are second chances" I quote from the first book I had ever written
"Carry on" the professor urges
"One More Chance by Lucy Martin"
As I give the name of my book I remember how the used to be the closet thing I had to love.
Until James that is.
"Thank you, Ms Martin"
The blondes beside me said some crap about some artists life Novel.
Cliché huh?
"Mr Scott" professor Ronald directs to a sleeping Nathan
At least I slept at home.
One of the guys beside him pokes his arm and he lifts his head.
Scanning the room after using the back of his hand to wipe his sleepy eyes.
"Go on" The professor urges
His patients running low
The guy that poke Nathan leans over and whispers to him.
"If you leave..."
I turn my body in the direction of where Nathan sits.
Professor Ronald shots him a glaring and he continues
"You're taking my life with you"
Nathan read it.
"The title... One More Chance"
A person like Nathan read my book, the more I think about it I doubt my ears.
"The author?" Professor asks
I look at Nathan as he looks around the room.
"Slipped my mind" he remarks
The professor shots Nathan a disgust filled look.
"Lucy Martin wrote that book, At age fifteen" Nathan correct himself
If he had the time to read my book and research on the author, why did he hold hatred for me?
Professor Ronald dismisses the class, asking us to read the first chapter in pride and prejudice.
I hurry outside before Nathan could, he walks out with his hands resting comfortably in his pockets.
"How can you hate the writer but love her work ?" I regret asking the minute the words leave my mouth
Nathan steps closer to me, looking me up and down.
"You are not your work" he says bitterly
I want to run underneath my bet and hide from the monster before me.
"I prefer people who aren't self centered asshole to read me work"
Nathan laughs, not anger but humor "You should be glad I even bother" he cuts his laughter and walk through the door
He doesn't get the last say.
I rush after him "Nathan" I yell
He stops in his path turning to face me.
"Reading your work" he begins looking directly in my eyes
His words full of emotion, disgust and hatred.
"Doesn't make us friends" he continues turning on his heels waking away
I'm left to stand and dwell in the burnt in my chest.
I swallow the lump in my throat and fight back the tears, I felt hurt and hatred at the same time. As I see Lucas walking towards me.
Lunch
"Hey" he says as he walks closer to me
My face must have given something away, his face turn from his jolly look to concerned.
"Lucy, What's wrong? "
Lucas steps closer to me, I move before he could get any closer.
I want to run and hide or go find Nathan and hit it shit out of him.
Tears threatening to flow, I wasn't hurt anymore, I quickly wipe my eyes before Lucas could see.
" Let's go " I suggest
He looks at me for a few seconds before nodding.
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Romance"You should Forgive me" his eyes proving the level of regret he holds for what he had done but yet his pride stood there as well Holding back my tears I stare deep into his eyes "Forgiveness is never promised neither are second chances" Okay okay...
