How does it feel not being able to confess your love to your crush?
Ella has always been in love with her senior from the moment she laid her eyes on him. Now that it is his final semester at the college, she has no way but to gather her courage to...
I was almost out of the balcony when I realised it.
Damn!
The grill is locked.
Mama knew that I would try to escape!
I walked back to my room.
I am forbidden to leave my room as a punishment.
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"Miss, are you there?" Uncle Jose knocked on the door.
"Go away; I don't want to talk to anyone,"
"Your friends are here." he said through the door.
I sat up on the bed.
"Nisha is here?"
I know Nisha hates to come here, I am still thankful that she came for my sake.
"No...Not Nisha, he said he's your team leader,"
My heart skipped a beat.
"Michael is here?" I asked excitedly.
But I am not there in the group yet! He rejected me.
I ran to the door and opened it.
"Michael is here?" I asked again.
Uncle Jose looked at me doubtfully. "He's here to talk to your Mama about...about the incident,"
"What! He came all the way here!"
I ran outside and was stopped at the top of the stairs.
"You are not allowed to go down," my Mama's staff stopped me.
"But my friends are here for me! I need to talk to them,"
"You can't go, Miss, it's your Mama's order,"
Michael.
It felt eerie and cold inside there. We were sitting on a white settee.
The woman in front of us looked unfriendly.
"So, why are you here?" her Mom looked at us. "If you are here to talk in favour of that student who hurt my daughter, I don't want you to waste your time, she will get expelled,"
"Where's Cinderella?" Professor Abraham asked. "I am sure that we can discuss and settle this within ourselves,"
"She doesn't want anyone to bother her," she said in the same unwelcoming tone. "We don't want to settle this; I want that girl to be punished." Cinderella's mom; Salena Adams gave us a condescending look. It was clear that we cannot talk sense to her.
"Your daughter started the fight," I spoke up. I really don't like the air around her, it felt like she's treating herself like a queen.
