Faded ~ Book 1 By: Jess Rogers

2. Institut d'excellence (Paris High)

Luna was relieved when she arrived in Paris. She called her Uber, this time it was reliable and she paid the driver. The driver pulled up to 'Institut d'excellence' which was going to be Luna's home for the next four years.Luna was so excited and really nervous, not because she couldn't speak french as there were many overseas students boarding here, but because she was on her own now and was a 15 year old girl who was still figuring herself out.

 She wound down her window and took a deep breath of the fresh, clean and cool air, with a tinge of fresh rain.          The air was crystal clear and all the details in the architecture of the Paris buildings were crisp and the colours popped. 

Luna opened the car door to step out onto the sidewalk. 

With some help of a man in a formal uniform with a bag trolley, she was able to walk to the registration office and find her way to her dorm room. Luna was super happy with her dorm location. 

Luna collected her allocated dorm room 'tap to unlock' card from the front desk. 

Slowly she opened the door and she was astonished...

The inside was furnished with the finest furniture she had ever seen. Luna wasn't rich by any means but because she had a full scholarship, everything was free for her, all she needed was spending money for snacks and anything she needed to purchase that was an extra.

In mid-air she decided this was the place for her, then she landed, face-planted into the most comfortable bed she had ever come into contact with. The room even had a minibar that was free for all, and a coffee stand with free espresso cups of all the finest coffees,and an espresso machine, there was a wide screen T.V and a full on study desk equipped with binders, paper, stationery, and a laptop with a printer and unlimited free WiFi. Institut d'excellence is very prestigious and very high end for the best of the best, and Luna felt so privileged to be one of the chosen few. 

Luna unpacked all her bags and was listening to music in her earphones. The door to her room opened and she hadn't realized until it was too late. She felt a tap on her shoulder and jumped, only to turn around to a drop dead gorgeous boy. He had curly richly coloured black hair, he was tall and muscularly toned and wore a gorgeous, softly glowing Italian tan. 

"Uh, I guess were roommates." He said.

Luna was snapped out of her La La Land stupor of his pure beauty and said shakily,

"Uh, what, um, who, how--?"

"Excuse me?" He said confused.

"I don't think this is the right dorm, they can't possibly expect  a girl to live with a boy. I'm going to the front desk now." Luna said as she started to walk out the door but was stopped by the firm chest of the Greek god, well, as far as she was concerned-.

"Hmm, I don't think that is necessary," He lifted a piece of documentation stating that this was in fact his dorm room for the next 2 years.

Luna was shocked and nearly passed out. Her head was spinning, how was she, a 'weak in the knees' girl (for this mystery man after spending just 2 minutes with him) supposed to live with this handsome boy,  who, by-the-way,  made her swoon just by looking at him. 

"Uh, okay, that is official, uh, right-" Luna said in an awkwardly broken sentence.

He looked into her eyes as if he was intrigued by her beauty, drawn to her eyes, as if he was learning everything there was to know about her in a glance. She looked into his ocean blue eyes and felt the warmth of his firm body close to her, so close she could hear his even breath and see the flecks of detail in his eyes.

Suddenly she snapped out of what was like a trance. He looked completely casual about the whole situation, as if this was normal for him. His power over any girl in a matter of seconds.

He looked at her up and down slowly not even trying to conceal the fact and said, "I'm Dane."

"Dane, huh? Well i'm Luna." Luna tried to say in a calm voice. She was sure she squeaked at least once in that sentence.

She stared at him for a few long seconds once again and said, "I need to go," and with that she walked out of the dorm to the bathroom and started hyperventilating. How would she possibly be able to cope with having a gorgeous boy in the same room she was expecting to wind down from a busy day in, or  wake up with her messy bed-head and  need to cry if things got hectic..like now...