after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious.
and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male d...
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I THINK I may have just had the best damn sleep in my entire life. I groan as I attempt to roll over onto my back only to be trapped by an iron band. I peak one eye open, my gaze dropping down to see a golden arm hugging my waist. A smile graces my lips as my eyes flicker up to Chase's sleeping face.
I reach up slowly, my fingers brushing away a strand of dark brown hair from his forehead. Fuck, he was gorgeous. Even when he was sleeping. I mean, how is that even fair? I'm literally salty and thirsty at the exact same time, it's so damn confusing.
Placing my hands under my face, I watch him for a while like the creep that I am. But did I care? Hell no. This fine-ass specimen was all mine now so I was going to use all the time I could to stare at his beautiful features.
Chase inhales deeply and his eyebrows frown before he settles again. I could literally lay here and watch him forever. My heart squeezes at the thought that I possibly could lay here...forever with him.
"Are you watching me while I sleep?" Chase suddenly questions and I jump, slightly startled.
I close my eyes instantly, "Noooooooo?"
Chase chuckles deeply and I peak one eye open, grinning cheekily as Chase smiles at me. The curtains hadn't been closed last night resulting in the fresh morning sun to stream senselessly into the room, filling the room with a beautiful glow.
"You better be careful..." Chase mutters as he pulls me closer to him. My chest lays flushed against his as our bare legs tangle together under the sheets of Chase's bed. Thank god I shaved my legs. "....or I might start thinking you have a crush on me or something."
"That would be a shame wouldn't it." I joke along with him as I smooth my fingers over the skin of his collarbone, my gaze following my fingertips. I then glance up and almost choke on my breath when my eyes lock with his. Chase swoops low, his lips nearing mine when I suddenly slap my hand over his mouth.
He muffles, clearly annoyed, "Mwhat?"
"I have morning breath." I say at the sudden realisation before I sit up quickly and start to roll off the bed. Chase wraps two iron band arms around my waist and I giggle in delight as he pulls me back into him and my back hits his chest.
"You're–", he pecks my exposed shoulder due to the fact that his large shirt had slipped off, "—not—", he kisses my neck, "—going—", he places a swift kiss my my jaw, "—anywhere. " he finishes with with a kiss on my cheek. I couldn't help but laugh loudly at the ticklish sensation.
I hum, "We have class."
"Skip it."
"When did you become such a bad boy?" I question as I roll over and lie down next to him, noticing how close our faces were. Chase smirks, his hazel eyes dropping to my lips before flickering back up.
