Carcordane School

Chapter 8 : School

Annastacia's POV:

I ran for only ten minutes before I saw the familiar outline of my house. Its not a big house neither is it small.

Its just normal. Like me. So why the heck did the fates pair me up with someone so abnormal like the prince? He is far from normal and just thinking about him made my blood boil. How dare he try to control my life like that. Stupid prince.

I stopped running as I approached the front doors of my house, I fumbled with my pockets until I felt the cool metal of my key.

Slipping the key into place in the lock, I turned it and unlocked the door.

I was met with gaping faces the minute I walked in. The gaping faces of my parents.

"Honey! What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with the prince?" My mother asked in that warm voice of hers. My dad just stood there and looked at me with an expectant look.

At that moment I just came apart and broke down into tears as I ran towards my parents. They just held my as I cried into their shoulders. They waited patiently for me to calm down but I knew they wanted really wanted to know what happened.

After my huge crying fit, I sat with my parents at the couch of the living room and relayed all that happened to me in those short days.

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My parents were understanding and told me that I should just let things simmer down before confronting him. He is my mate, I can never ignore him forever. Even now, my heart still aches at the thought of not seeing him for just that short few hours.

I'm so pathetic.

I should probably just get some sleep, vampires like me need our beauty sleep. Besides, I'm beyond exhausted.

I awoke the next day to the stupid beeping of my alarm clock.

Since when did I set my alarm? I sat ap slightly, my aching muscles screaming in protest. I never knew I was that worn out...

After checking the clock, I realised that it was already eight in the morning, just in time for me to get ready to go to school. It must have been my parents that had set the alarm.

Oh darn, I thought that they would have at least let me sleep a little longer and perhaps let me skip school. Guess thats not happening...

I climbed out of bed lazily, before walking like a zombie towards my bathroom.

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1 hour later

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