It's 7:30 my last day of sixth form in Midwest high school. Obviously I'm nervous.
I sit up from my bed as the song from my alarm rings in my ears. Time for my usual morning routine. I lay back on my bed. I'll be up in five minutes, I promise.
I wake up to my mum shaking me. She goes, 'Cassandra! What are you still doing in bed? You have to be in school in 10 minutes!' What the fuck. It's 8:32 am. How could I have slept for an entire hour? I jump up in shock and do my 30 minutes routine, for 5 minutes. I quickly do my usual hair style, which is in a bun. My hair is extremely curly and brown, so I try to minimise the amount of curls that show.
I run downstairs and pick up a piece of toast that's already on the table, and I run outside. Dad is taking me to school today. I usually hate these type of days. Dad is a black man with a tall figure. The way he dresses defines the amount of money he has; which is a lot of money.
When I enter the car, he's already sitting in the driver's seat. There's a terrible silence between us. Well, there always is. The only time we actually talk is when he has something to complain about. So obviously, I expected to hear 'Why are you always late? You are so inconsiderate and only think about yourself.' I internally roll my eyes and say 'Sorry Dad'. The ride was a quiet one and it went on for the longest time. Dad just keeps looking at the road and ignores me. I should have expected that.
We pull up to the driveway of our school and I leave the car quietly. He doesn't say a word and keeps driving. I walk into the school and I see Milly. She's carrying a Louis Vuitton bag and has on a bandeau too, with an animal print skirt. She's the most popular girl in our sixth form. I walk up to her and we hug. She's a brown girl with really straight hair and the clearest skin you'll see. Her dad owns the company that makes technology. We walk into the hall. 'We're going for the sixth form finishing party tonight' I laughed, but noticed she was being serious, 'You do know it's Monday right?' And she replies 'yes, but it's our last party of sixth form, we can't miss it' she catwalks to our other friends, Luke and Jazmin. Luke is very tanned, tall and one of the hottest and most popular guys in sixth form. He's also very gay. He just found himself this summer and I was the first person he told (and the last). I guess it was easy to tell me because I'm the nicest out of the group. I'm also not as pretty as the others— I try to be though. I'm on a keto diet, so I can maintain my slim figure, I go running every other day, before school and I make sure I do my skin care routine every night. I try so much to look like them.
Anyways, Jazmin is the only purely British girl in our 'squad'. She has pink braces which show her perfectly layered teeth. She's had them since she was ten. She's also very rich. Today, she's wearing a mini body-con dress and a fur coat. I look down on my clothes, which are just jeans and a top, with my teddy jacket and my Nikes. I thought it was cool when I picked it out.
We say hi to our other friends. And we start to discuss—party details. I really don't want to go, because I have no energy whatsoever to go to a party on a Monday night. I really just want to lay down, listen to some music and paint. That's what I love to do, genuinely. I would've made a career out of it, but my Dad will never allow it. My mum on the other hand, will let me go into whatever I want, as long as I'm happy. 'So what time am I picking you bitches up?' We all giggle. Milly is the only one with a car. 'I'm okay for 8?' We all nod and murmur in agreement. I have to go to the party, or I'll lose my social standing.
We take a seat in the hall and listen to the assembly. The Headmaster says 'Welcome to your last day of sixth form! Today, we are expecting top behaviour from each of you and especially no pranks'. after this I didn't quite listen because I deemed it boring. So I looked over to Milly, and she's looking at a website. 'Hillsville Summer Program', it looked pretty cool, but it didn't seem like Milly's style. It had a lot of nature. Then she swiped a page, and it showed what looked like a luxury five star hotel. Is that a dorm room? Wow. Now that seemed like Milly's style.
Assembly is over before I know it and it's time for our next class, Biology. How can I have biology for the first subject on my last day. Anyways, after assembly, as we were heading for our classes, Luke suggests that I should do the thing that I've been scared to do for the whole year. 'Hey, why don't you ask Camilo to take you to the party tonight'. If you didn't know already, which everyone does, I've had the biggest crush on Camilo since high school. We talk a lot and I sometimes get the feeling that he likes me too. 'Hmm, maybe that's a good idea'. Everyone is shocked and Jazmin says, 'Really?!' I just shrug. 'He's in my biology class.. I can ask him then.' They all just glare at me. 'Okay this is my stop, bye!' I know what you're thinking. He's been in my class for about a year and I just decide to ask him out. Well, I've tried like a million times before, but I have prepared myself this morning.
As I enter biology class, The teacher says, 'Pair up guys, we have a fun filled practical ahead of us.' Everybody in the class groans. Camilo walks up to me and says 'Wanna be my partner?'. Yes. Both sexual partner and emotional partner. His hair is rough and wavy, and he's wearing a plain black shirt and jeans. His green eyes glow above all. Take me now! 'Yeah, sure..' We put on our safety goggles and read the manual for what we're supposed to do. Our hands mistakenly touch. He puts in a blue chemical and I say 'I don't think that's supposed to go there.' He laughs. I say 'let me just do it.' He watches me as I do the entire experiment on my own. He doesn't look at what I'm doing, but he's looking at me. My stomach becomes rigid. I finish up and the teacher comes to inspect our work and says 'Great work guys.' Right then, the school bell rings . Camilo says, 'You're really pretty. Are you going for the sixth form party tonight?' I'm screaming so loud right now. You can't hear me but I'm screaming so hard! 'Yeah, I am actually'. He says 'I wouldn't let a pretty girl like you go alone. Would you like to go, like with me?' I smile and say 'I can actually go by myself, thanks.' This is my big strategy. Play hard to get. He's surprised and he says 'Oh, really? I like an independent woman. Make sure you save me a dance then.' I smile and walk out of the class.
The rest of the day goes by really fast and each class, the teacher gives us a goodbye speech about how we should be good in our future endeavours. When the last bell rings, i meet up with my friends already outside, ready to deliver the good news. 'Guys. I got a date with Camilo!' Luke and Jazmin begin to ramble ecstatically, with series of 'Yes, girl!' and 'How did you do it?' The only person not talking is Milly, who is texting on her phone. We enter Milly's car and play some really loud music. We're so happy at this moment. Even Milly. We play some Khalid music with the top down of the car. Jazmin shouts loudly 'We are the definition of living our best lives.' Everybody shouts in agreement.
They drop me off first and I walk into the house to find my mum in the living room watching television. 'Your dad says you should go up to his room when you've arrived.' I say, 'Why? What have I done now?'. She shrugs and continues watching her show.
I am quite literally scared right now and I really don't know why he would call me up to his room. I knock on the door twice and he says a sharp 'come in'. I enter the room and he signals me to sit down. I take a seat and he begins. 'I'm going to do the biggest favour for you. This will be good help for your career as a lawyer.' Shit. He continues 'So I am putting you in a summer programme to show you a starter of how university feels like, so sign up for yourself online and make sure you pick the law programme'
I really don't want to do this, but if it's a summer programme, at least I'm out of this house for the whole summer. I can endure it, can't I?
'Hillsville Summer Programme, you can research it when you're free.' I just stare at him. I haven't said one word since I've entered this room. 'You're dismissed.' I walk out of the room calmly and walk quickly to my room.
Where is that laptop? I fish my laptop from under my pillow and begin to research on the summer programme. Woah. It's the same programme that Milly was looking into. I dial Milly's number on my phone. She answers and I rush in and say 'Milly, I'm going for a summer programme at Hillsville because of my dad' I was trying to ease it in. I didn't want her to think I was watching her or something. She says 'Omg! I'm going for that same programme! I heard it's really nice and there are carnivals there as well. It's like we're having a vacation together! Orientation is next week, so I'll meet you there.' She cuts the call.
Okay I think I'm more excited now. I keep on searching and I see that there's an Art programme. Wow this is like a sign; and Dad said I should sign up for myself. He doesn't need to know. I quickly sign up for the programme and it says we have to pay £1000. That is a lot of money.
I run down to my dad who is now eating dinner, and I say 'Dad, we need a payment of £1000 to get in.' He doesn't look up as he says, 'My credit card is on my top drawer.' I go upstairs to get his credit card and I see drugs. Parnate, depression pills.
I decide to just go to my room and pay for my programme. I put the drugs at the back of my head and pay for the programme.
The party is tonight. I need to hurry up. It's in two hours and I haven't done anything. The boy of my dreams is going to that same party. I pick out the sexiest clothes I have. My clothing style is rather.. comfortable. So the sexiest dress I have in my wardrobe is a black body-con dress, and a cropped cheque jacket. I put on my earphones and put it on the loudest. I bring out my hidden set of paintbrushes and my unfinished art work. I figured I could do a little bit of painting before I started getting ready. I set an alarm for 8 pm. Time flies by and I despised the alarm at that particular moment. I love painting; it literally took me away. I take a shower, straighten my hair thoroughly and put on my clothes.
As I'm wearing my shoes, at around 9pm, Milly pulls up to my driveway and rings the bell. I run downstairs and tell my mum, 'I'm sleeping over at Milly's tonight, is that all right?' Mum says 'whatever.' And I run out the door and meet Milly. Milly quickly says 'Woah! This is the best I've seen you in ages!' She's wearing a spaghetti strap satin cami, with a black maxi skirt with a slit at the side. She looked better than me by far and drop-dead gorgeous; and she didn't even try her best this time. When she tries her best, she really tries her best.
I sit in the drivers' seat and see Jazmin and Luke who are already in the car. Luke starts shouting 'Ooooo the woman of the hour!' Jaz laughs and says 'Big thing tonight, am I right? Be safe!' She brings out a condom and shoves it at me. We all start laughing hysterically. 'But seriously though, are you prepared for anything that's going to happen tonight?' Then I say, 'Well I have a plan. When we get to the party, I'll sit on the couch or stay outside and wait for Camilo to arrive. I won't act like I was waiting for him though, I'll pretend like I needed fresh air or something. Then when he arrives, he'll stop by me and ask for a dance, then we'll dance our asses off. I CAN'T WAIT!' Then Jaz and Luke start squealing in excitement. Milly says, 'Well you and him didn't officially say that you were going on a date, did you? So he's allowed to dance with anyone he wants.' It's right then that I realised that Milly had not spoken for the entire ride. 'I know, but it's not right, cause he told me to save him a dance.' 'Yeah, A dance, meaning singular.' Luke and Jazmin give each other looks. I wonder why she's being so edgy. We pull over to Paul's house, which is a mansion with a big gate. We get out of the car and walk into the party.
The whole atmosphere changes. It is so loud in here. There are a bunch of people in our school and some that look a bit older. I grab a shot from a nearby table. The others have already started mingling and dancing.
I sit on the couch and observe the scene before me. Minutes pass by and I check around for Camilo. I can't seem to find him. I go into the kitchen and find a couple on the table making out. I leave uncomfortably. I go back into the living room and I don't see my friends. I'm starting to feel really uncomfortable now. I go back to the couch. I spot Luke and Jazmin partying hard with a bunch of people. I don't see Milly though. I unlock my phone and text Camilo, 'how bout that dance x.'
I close my eyes for a second, and they're playing my favourite song. I nod my head to the beat and smile. If Camilo were here, then now, will probably be the time that we would be dancing. A boy emerges in front of me and starts dancing and sings the song word for word. Wow. I laugh, because I'm doing the same thing. The song finishes and we laugh together. The song was such a cheesy song, so I was surprised that a guy like that will actually know that song.
The next song begins, and the boy takes my hand and pulls me up. 'You don't like to dance?' I laugh and say 'I don't like people seeing my sick moves. They often get jealous.' He laughs loud. His laugh is a raspy, loud shout. He says, 'okay then let's see those moves. I'm an expert at judging these types of things' I start jumping around and after seconds, he jumps too. I've had a bit too much to drink. We laugh so much and dance so much. Another song starts and we sing every lyric, again, while everybody is just jumping around. 'I didn't know I would meet such a musical genius.' We laugh like that was the funniest joke ever. I say, 'Let's leave.' He says, 'Woah, so forward' He gives a seductive smirk and I hit him on the chest. Wow it was very strong.
As we walk outside in the quiet street, he says, 'Okay, so that was a sixth form finishing party, as I heard from my cousin.' 'Your cousin? What's his name?' 'Meh, you probably won't know him.' I sit on a bench close by and say, 'Take off your jacket, I'm cold.' And I shiver. He laughs hard. 'Do you think that was a joke, mister?' He says, 'my lady, I apologise profusely, but..' He backs away and says 'you'll just have to catch me.' He runs. I take off my shoes and run. He doesn't stop until we get to a massive field. I forget about the jacket and look around. The stars are beautiful. Reality seems altered, because this field is very empty and dark. The only light that shines is the light that reflects through the moon.
I didn't notice before, but he has the brightest emerald eyes. His hair is a bright brown colour and he is mixed race with beautiful curls. I look into his eyes and say 'Can I have the fucking jacket now?' He laughs and takes off his jacket. He's wearing a light blue hoodie and straight leg trousers. He's so cool.
'What do you want in life?' His eyes sparkle in the moonlight. I laugh and say, 'what do you mean?' He says, with a serious tone, 'I mean, like, what do you want to be in the next ten years?' I pause for a moment, in thought, and say, 'if I'm being honest, I want to have an art gallery. I want people to come into my gallery sad, and come out with the biggest smiles on their faces. I want to prove to my family that it's not always about the money, and I can be happy, alone, with my art, and the money just comes as a plus.' He looks at me and says, 'Wow, that's a lot. What about a husband? Children?' I say, 'I don't really want to get married. I don't really believe in love.' He gives a shocked look. 'It never lasts. Getting married is a very big step and I don't think someone can love me for that long. I'm scared that it'll be a bad idea, and we would have children and the only reason that we're together is because of our children. I don't want that kind of pressure in my life. I've suffered so much already and I'm only seventeen. The rest of my life should be something I enjoy.' He looks at me with strong admiration. He nods and says, 'I hear you.' We lay our backs on the tree and look at the stars before us. I rest my head on his shoulders and we just enjoy our silence. He breaks the silence and says, 'Wanna take a trip?' I laugh and say, 'To where? You weirdo.' He says, 'just follow me.'
We walk out of the field and he covers my eyes. I laugh and say, 'How do I know you're not kidnapping me.' He laughs and says, 'Maybe I am.' I laugh and say 'Oh no!' And I pretend like I'm running away. He says 'Shut up and let's go' and we laugh again.
We keep walking and he removes his hands from my eyes and we're in an alleyway. There are spray cans on the floor. I gasp and look at him. 'Go on, paint me something' I pick up the spray paint and start. He watches me for a minute and picks up a can as well. It takes me about five minutes to finish my work. He shouts, 'Don't turn around yet!' And I stay in my position. He comes to stand next to me and observes my work. 'This is the sexiest car I've ever seen.' We laugh because I was in a hurry so it was quite horrible.
'What car is that?'
'It's a red Ferrari. You see that?' I point to the inside of the car. 'That's me with my beautiful glowing hair out of the car, and see that?' I point to the seat next to me. He's sitting on the chair with the top of the car down. 'That's you, not giving a fuck about anybody and anything.' He keeps on observing and says, 'Okay my turn.' I turn around and see a peace sign. 'Wow. Veeeery original.'
'I can't paint, or draw or do anything, really' I laugh and say, 'Well I'm sure your face has gotten you many places then, cause there's obviously nothing up there.' He laughs and says 'Ouch, my chest. But you did admit that you think I've got a nice face,' I pull a funny face and walk out of the alleyway. He puts his arm around me and says, 'Okay, next stop.'
As we're walking, there are a bunch of people smoking. One of them shout out, 'Damn girl!' And the rest laugh and do kissy faces to me.
He holds my hand even tighter and walks faster.
I'm confused but I still follow him as he holds my hand and leads me. We end up at a super mart.
'What are we doing here?' The cashier seemed to be taking pictures of us. Creep. He runs over to the clothing aisle and he pulls along. He picks up a pair of granny glasses from the shelf and puts them on. He does any funny pose. I quickly bring out my phone and take a picture. He shouts, 'No! Delete that.' I was laughing so hard and trying my best to keep the phone away from him. I put the phone at my back and he reaches out to get it. He holds my hand and stares into my eyes.
'Sex with me' by Rihanna starts playing and I slowly step away and start dancing. He starts nodding his head to the song. Slowly though. He's so cool. When the beat drops, he can't resist but to hold my two hands and start dancing. He goes behind me and starts grinding me. I do my sexiest moves. We look like something out of a music video. We start laughing as we sing along to her song in sync. 'Fuck, you like Rihanna. You're a keeper.' He says, 'You we're hoping otherwise?' I just continue dancing and the music changes to a rap song and I pick up glasses and a nearby crown and start singing and jumping. He sits on a nearby chair and watches admirably. I slowly walk over to him and seduce him by almost kissing him with our lips in close proximity, then I slowly push him away. He chuckles in defeat. I sit on top of him and he carries me and puts me on his shoulder. I hit him on the back and laugh and he says, 'Cool view from up here.' He's referring to my behind. I hit him on the back. He drops me lightly on the chair and he comes really close to me. My heart flutters.
He eases away and picks up two pairs of dark shades and two water guns. He says, 'We're going to need these.' He pays and the cashier just stares as we walk away.
His hands are in mine and we're going the exact same way that we came from. We see the group of smokers and he points the water gun at them and starts shooting. I watch him for a second and shoot too. The smokers are drenched in water and about to stand up to chase us, but we run as fast as we can. 'Okay, I think we lost them.' We stop for a second to breathe. We look at each other and burst into laughter until we both turn red.
He raises my chin up and says, 'This was such a fun night.'
'So you're saying that the night is over?' He smirks and says, 'Baby we're not even halfway through.'
My stomach flusters as he calls me baby and I smile. He puts his hand over me and we walk over to a mall. We go into one of the shops and he sits down and says, 'Try on something.' He picks out the most beautiful red dress. It was a high low dress at the side and it had frills on the slit. The slit was really high up my thighs. It was a one handed dress with sequins. I open my mouth in awe. 'Now, now, close your pretty lips.'
He keeps on looking around the shop and I walk into the dressing room. This shop looks like the most sophisticated and expensive shop in the world. Even I can't afford this dress. What am I even doing here? I hardly know the guy. Shut up.
I try on the dress and walk out of the dressing room. I can't reach my zip. He's waiting outside with the neatest and sexiest tuxedo. He looks at me and his jaw drops open. It was quite ironic that we found each other so sexy. 'Now, now, close your pretty lips.' I laugh and he keeps staring at my body. I turn around and he comes closer to me. He zips my dress up slowly. The hair on my back rose as he traced his finger up my back. He's holding two trench coats. A brown chequered one, and a silk trench coat. The silk one had fur inside so it was really warm.
'Okay, fun's over. I'm going to change back.' He pulls me back and says, 'What do you mean? There's a reason why we came here.' I have a confused look on my face.
We walk past the store manager and he gives us a thumbs up. We walk out the door. 'Umm are we really stealing these?' He laughs and says, 'Nooo, let's just say the owner of the store owes me a favour.' 'How big is the favour?! This is a thousand dollar dress!'
'A really big one.' He says, 'Okay I think we're ready.'
'For?' He smirks. I can't take all this mystery. He calls a taxi and we climb in. 'This night had been really cool, but I think I want to choose where we're going next.' He laughs and says, 'Wow how the tables have turned. Where do you want to go? I'll take you anywhere.'
'An art gallery,' I say. He says, 'Then I'll take you to the finest art gallery there is.' I give a small smile. He shows the taxi the directions on his phone, secretly. I take out my phone and I see ten missed calls from Milly, and 2 missed calls from Mum. He snatches the phone from out of my hand and he lays his head on my lap. He opens the camera and takes pictures of himself doing silly poses. I join in and we have a mini photoshoot.
We stop at a beautiful restaurant. He holds my hand and takes me out of the car. We enter and it feels like people are taking pictures of us. He was still wearing his glasses and we walk in, almost as if it was in slow motion.
The gallery was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. The sculptures were very gripping and the paintings were full of character. It was like my heart belonged to this place.
We walked by the paintings, and as we walked, the paintings got better. There was a massive painting at the end of the gallery. I couldn't help but stare. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
As I stare at the picture, I feel eyes on me. It's him. I turn around and he looks into my eyes. 'I didn't know I could get to like someone so much all in the span of one night.' I smile and look away shyly. 'Okay, next place is food. I'm really hungry.'
'How about a fancy restaurant?' I laugh and say, ' I think I spotted a McDonald's across the street.'
He says, 'you're not like other girls, are you, my musical genius?' 'Nope, I'm better'
We walk by a couple having an argument. He says, 'You know what, I have an idea.' We enter McDonald's and there's a long line. He runs to the front of the line and whispers something to the waiter. After a few seconds, he's in front of the counter. He says on the microphone, 'Hello everyone, I just wanted to say, I've found the love of my life. She's at the back.' Everyone
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RomanceTwo teenagers want to go to a party together. Something gets in the way; like fate. He doesn't know anything about her, and she doesn't know anything about him. How does this unfold?
