chapter 9

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"This is Daniella Hunters and Daniella this is Dylan Dickson" Mrs. Jaclyn said, no way, it's the guy who's always staring at me. I can't do this. I could reply Mrs. Jaclyn if I needed him on my side or not, I ran back to class and used my eye to look for Lisa.

"Hey Lisa, do you still want us to be project mates?" I asked her, I knew she would be so happy to have me as her project mate, she would tell her friends about me so it was not an option, it was compulsory, and it was opportunity.

"No" she said, her words ran into my ear like an echoed. Why did she refuse? Is she running mad or something, she should be grateful that I accepted her. Anyone will fly a fence if I choose them as a project mate, in the most popular girl in school.

"I have a project mate now" she added, the regrets in my heart for not accepting her, I left back to Dylan, since that was my only choice.

"Hi" I said facing away from him. He didn't even give me a reply, why did God punish me to give me such a person as a project mate, with what I am facing I didn't need such an attitude.

"im talking to you, and you just act like nothing happened"

"Be at the 3rd art studio tomorrow, don't be late 2pm" he said and he worked out.

Did he just walk out of me, no one dares that In the school "how dare you try to walk out of me" I said as he stopped, he turned and he gave me fierce look and left the class we were in. what courage.

I knew this guy would be a sore on the tongue from now, I'll be doing a project with him for three to five weeks, with the problem at hand I don't think I could cope for a minutes with him. Anyone would get jealous and want to work with a cute guy just like me, but won't know what in facing.

The next day came, and I waited for almost 4hours for this fool and he didn't show up. Such an idiotic character. I left school with anger, I couldn't believe he kept me there waiting like an idiot.

Forgetting that was the happiest thing for my mind, I had to go get my lipstick. I had to go back to the Reginald's mansion.

That night I got there quite late, my mum left the house very late and my dad had to leave for work this night too so I was trapped.

I got in front of the building and this time I made sure they weren't any police around, I planned on getting a fake reporters id but I couldn't so I had to make sure of that.

I went through the door we passed through the day we came, how could the police be so careless, leaving doors opened I said to myself.

I entered and went straight to the basement, everywhere was still scattered and untouched, the used cups everywhere some were on the floor, the snacks were already getting spoilt and the whole place was very messed up.

I went to the bathroom, avoiding the tapes, they was a drawing on the floor of the spot where Alysia died, I felt a bit of guilt, I fought with her an I didn't even had a conversation with her before she died, poor Alysia. All her expensive clothes, her massive followings are all gone to thin air in just one night. Who will manage them? I started feeling a heavy rock in my heart. Focus Daniella, you came for your lipstick. I started looking for it until I heard a noise. Someone was coming.

I was so scared. No one should find me here or I would be in big trouble. I quickly went to the toilet locked the door and squat on the seat.

Someone bashed the door with force, making it open.

Ah!! I screamed with fear.

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