"𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔶 𝔴𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔱 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 , & 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔶"
Chapter 1: Eyes Like Storm
This is ridiculous. The first day of school and this happens. why life? why? am i a joke to you? why are you like this? why do you have nothing else to do? Because whenever you are free, you'll be like "hey, isn't that Evelyn Sanderson. let's fuck up her life."
REWIND: (today early morning)
"trggggggggggggggggggg!!!"
damn u alarm clock
10 min later..
"MOM!!!! where is my black blouse? i can't find it anywhere" i scream from my room. clothes flying here and there as i dig into my closet .You see , I am not much of a organised person. Half of the time I don't know whats going on in my life. I am more like a 'go with the flow' kind of person.
"ITS IN THE LAUNDRY HONEY!!" she says from downstairs. I groan and fall back on my bed.
no black blouse? Check
no clothes to wear?check
school? check
fucked up life? check
I look at my clock...
30 min to get to school? check.
I sighed and I ran into the shower. I came out in 2 min. Wow, this is my highest record. The last was 5 min 34 secs. I quickly put on my clothes (pic above).
I run downstairs like Usain bolt and see my mom making pancakes. I give her a kiss on the cheek and see my brother eating.
"Hey good morning sis.. you look as beautiful as ever." he smiles sarcastically. I shot a glare at him.
His name is Caleb sanderson. He is a 15 year old boy with no other thing to do other than annoy me. He was satan in his previous life and now he incarnated himself into my brother.
I take a pancake from his plate . As put it in my mouth and run towards door.... When my mom yells
" EVELYN MARIE SANDERSON!! YOU COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW AND EAT THE PANCAKE IN A DECENT MANNER. YOU ARE EATING LIKE A PIG! I WONT TOLERATE THIS "
I see Blake park out in our parking lot with his beautiful car...
"but mom, Blake is here to take me to the school and .." i was cut off as usual.
" no... u r coming here right now"
"but..."
"what?"
"but he is.."
"i m sorry what?"
"fine"
she grins innocently as I sit pouting. My phone rings and Blake's name pops up..
"Hey Sanderson.. You coming or not?"
"Coming Anderson... but the godzilla has stopped me from coming out of the house" I say in a hushed voice. I hear laughter from the other side of the phone and I see my mom narrowing her eyes at me.
I quickly finish my food and run to door.
" Bye mom and satan" I say
I run towards the car standing near the parking lot. Damn i can never get used to this. Porsche Panamera. I literally drool. Its a magnificent car -black and polished. Only if i can marry it, I get snapped out of my dream .
" stop drooling over my car Sanderson"
"in ur dreams Anderson" as i deny and get into the car.
"so u ready for the first day of school, sunshine?" he says with a stupid grin on his face as he starts driving. I glare at him. He knows i hate it when he calls me that. Stupid Blake stupid stupid Blake with his stupid face. I want slap the stupid grin out of his face
"oiii.. no one is ever ready for school pretty boy" he glares at me.
ha!! revenge is sweet
"Dont ever call me that, Sanderson or else i will leave u in the middle on the road" he tells with his eyes still on the road.
"ya sure dude.. i know u wont because i know how much you love me?" he looks at me for a sec with a scoff.
"you wish" as we laugh.
Pretty boy or Blake Anderson is one of my best friends. We have known each other since childhood. Good ol' days. i moved away when i was 11 with my dad and moved back with my mom when i was 15.My mom and dad are divorcee. After i came back, Blake and I did everything together as our moms are best friends. We practically live together as somedays he stays over at my house, sometimes me in his. we are like Sherlock and Watson. i m obviously Sherlock.
He is one of the golden boys in this school. He has money, he has amazing parents, he has looks. Girls literally run after him, I and Amelia being exceptional ofcourse. What can i say ,my boy has grown up to be a very fine man.... he is friends with everyone in the school. In a way u can say he is a playboy.
"We are offically entering in the hell" he announces as we enter our school. GREENWOOD HIGH. one of the prestigious school in the whole of Brooklyn. Man, i hate this place so much.
As we park in our parking spot, i see a bunch of girls running towards Blake. Gosh, he is a like a chick magnet. I open the car door and step outside. When i do, boy i regret it. The girls shot daggers at me. I just shrug and say bye to Blake as he slowly gets out of the car like a celebrity and all the girls run towards him.
I roll my eyes as i make my way to the school. A lot of people know me as i m friends with blake but i plan to not attract any attention towards me this year. It's so frustating. Its like they have eye on me 24/7 monitoring everything i do.
I spot amelia with a boy. She is flirting again. How is it i land up with these kind of friends?
I go to her and literally yank her to come with me. The boy looked suprised and Amelia doesn't. It's like she saw this coming. Even though i m dragging her with me, she looks behind and sends that boy flying kiss. I roll my eyes. I swear to god one day my eyes will be stuck behind my head because of these guys.
I stop in the middle of nowhere and say " why do u always flirt with guys. you had boyfriend yesterday and an other boyfriend the day before that" i raise my eyebrow at her.
" dude, he was not the one for me and you know why i flirt and have boyfriends"she smiles and says. I sigh
"ya ya, to find ur prince charming but dont you think u r playing wid there feelings?"
"is it my fault they have feelings for me?"
"god. how r u my best friend? this guy will be ur 31st boyfriend i guess?"
"first of all, because u love me and second of all, no 36th"
i widen my eyes as for some or the other reason i laugh.
" u r never gonna change huh?" i ask
"nope" as she makes her way into the class. the bell rings and i make my way towards my class which is in the other end of the school.
I take out my phone and my water bottle and check my Instagram. While doing so, I crash into a wall and my water bottle flies out of my hand as i fall to the ground.
The last time i knew there was no wall in the middle of the hallway as i rub my head, i look into a grey eyes. Jackson King. Out of the people i could have crashed too....
shit.
Just one look, only one look at him and my world stopped. His eyes said it all like he was gonna destroy everything that comes in his way. His whole body was dripping with water. He was angry actually no.. he was furious ,beyond furious. i mean, it wasn't my fault..... okay, half of it was but not completely but his eyes says otherwise. and then i look around me... very very bad choice. everyone is looking at me, in shock and disbelief. I thought i would not attract attention this year, well i guess i was wrong, huh? Why does this always happen to me?
