"So, the photograhy rooms are here, and the modeling rooms are here, and the................" After that long tour around the campus, I guess I didn't want to hear another long lecture of him talk. "Gosh, he talks so much!" the expresion on Bleu's face says it all. "Do you think there'll be hot models?" "Why won't there be any hot models?" My blank confused.expression towards Bleu says she's, as always, dumb. "Just askin."
"Your dorm room is here, and your schedule will be inside." My eys glistened as I saw the dorm. It was beyond what any other college had. There was this huge space with full two beds, two closets, a grand bathroom, and our own study tables. The ceiling was covered in cream vintage style with a gorgeous chandiler. The floor was in a light grey soft flooring.
"This, is heaven!" She jumped in joy twriling around her usal little girl way.
"Cam. Calm down." I said with my most serious tone. But in reality, I felt like a princess. I was so happy I got in this college. My mom and dad did pay a huge amount of money. I came here because of my dream to become a professional photographer. Bleu came here for a whole different reason. Besides the fact that Lucifer Grand College Academy had great photography classes, they were well known for their abilities to help students in business careers. She got in a scholership. Her grades were beyond any and so fantastic that colleges begged her to come to their schools. But being the bestest friend, she went with me to this college.
"Hey, Celine. You think they'll come here?" I knew what she meant by that. Her exact tone, and stentences. "I'm sure we will. I think it'll be better then middle school."
Those words toke me back. Me and Bleu been bestfriends since the 6th grade. She was always there for me. She told me everything, besides Chase. I can tell you that me and Bleu have some similarites, but were totally different when it comes to pointless things. Probably why we've been bestfriends for so long. While everyone faded out in my life, Bleu was there. She never left anyone, even if they left here.
Out tragic story began in the 7th grade. We both knew that now, by out third year as middle scholers, school was boring. It used to be fun, exciting, but as grand as people think it is, its just a regular boring school. Before the last week of school, intruders came in. The 7th grade and the whole school was on lock down. Each grade was sat outside in their main floor. As the intruders were talking, Bleu went crazy. They did speak the same language as her. I don't know what they said, but it hrut her so bad, she went and cried. Cried for heaven's sake. She has never cried in school. The first time, in forever, Bleu's eyes whent pale. They weren't the black color, but white. After a short time, she went crazy. She broke the handcuffs, stole a gun, and shot them one by one. She went all over school and shot all of them died. By the time she came back to our floor, her body was covered in blood. The head of the intruders came. They talked for a while before she pointed the gun to him. Her last words were,........
"Celine. You have a guy here who wants to talk to you." she screamed. "Well damn girl, you didn't have to yell." So much for that story.
As I was heading to the door, my pace slowed, my breathing heavy, my hands sweaty. It can't be. That voice. That deep chocolate like voice. God, he's here!
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Hai! Just a reminder, this chapter is short, but it'll get longer. It's like a mystery, romance, drama, type story. Like, literally, no joke.
-Blute
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Secrets & Lies
RomanceCeline Nader was normal. Her friend, Bleu, was not. Ever since that accident in middle school, Bleu goes crazy when the mention of his name. Now, since starting college, she's gone even crazier. Not only was Bleu the problem, but so was her first lo...