Passion

2

|P A S S I O N|

I walked out of the office back to the front door my bag scraping the hard floor. As I emerged the door, I was greeted by the two guys who were holding the gun. They were laughing among themselves and I couldn't help but frown. I didn't expect them to be laughing.

"Um, Bryce can you please take me to my hostel" I had no idea which one of them was Bryce but I just used his name since I felt that it was the most suitable one between Bryce and Tristan

The guy that pointed the gun at my head earlier was the one to snatch my bags from my hand. "Where's your dorm" I was not planning on hearing his voice, so I just froze when the deep voice crawled through my spine leaving a trail of my ugly blush from my neck up to my cheeks.

"Excuse me?" he asked again looking at me like I was the most disgusting thing in the world. I silently scoffed before looking for my tongue, so I could answer him.

"Y-you said?"

"Which dorm are you in?" He asked. He was clearly angry at me but his eyes gave up a bored look as he shifted from one foot to the other.

I searched through the folders, the papers inside making annoying noises because of the wind which finally distributed the paper to the environment. On reflex, I immediately wanted to reach out to grab them but I fell and landed on Bryce.

My chest landed on his and I let out an "oof" sound before my lips slammed on his. Our teeth slammed together and I couldn't help the pain that immediately spiraled through my body as I released a silent squeal.

My teeth were aching and I rolled off him my hands instinctively went to cover my mouth as I continued rolling on the floor in pain.

He stood up abruptly shoving me in the process and he cleared his throat angrily. "I've got to go, Tristan will escort you" and he walked away dropping my bags on the floor. I was even more shocked on how he was able to speak because my teeth are aching me seriously and I felt like they would fall if I opened my mouth. I just sent him a small nod and he zoomed off feet scraping the concrete floor.

The Tristan who was to take me to the hostel was now walking towards me with a signature smirk on his face. He  looked like a interesting character with his blonde hair and baby blue eyes. His jaw was definitely defined and his muscles were peeking out of his white vest. He stretched his hands to me and I quickly raised mine to his and he pulled me up as I almost tripped on my own foot.

Once I was sure that I wasn't dizzy, I bent back down to pick the discarded papers which were laying in different places around the floor. Tristan stood there staring at me with a small smile on his face which made it even harder to pick the papers.

I was able to gather most of them but some of were still moving with the wind. I huffed in exhaustion before I walked up to meet him. He picked my bag from the floor before asking me where my dorm was. I carefully searched through the crumpled mess in my hands and I found the paper indicating where my dorm was.

"Maple Dorm, Room 149" I read through the papers and the small smile on his face vanished. He was now looking at me with curiosity and I just cleared my throat and waited for him to start moving.

"Take note of your surrounding because I'm sure everybody here are not friendly enough to help you out" he advised as he walked down the concrete path his boots the only thing disturbing the serene silence.