2:43. Who could possibly be calling me at this time? Perhaps I should just put my phone on silent and go back to sleep, God why was tonight the one night I left my ringer on. I was having such a good dream too. "Hello?" I mutter groggily, brushing the sleep dust out of the corner of my eye. I hadn't even looked at the contact or anything just picked up. What if it was someone trying to tell me I had 7 days to live? Or what if someone was calling me just to breathe heavily on the phone? Oh crap I should put the phone down before I never have a decent night of sleep again. " Lia?" Shit I recognise that voice. "Eros? What do you want?" I mutter, why would he be calling me this late at night? God, I know he doesn't think school matters but I for one would like to wake up before first period tomorrow. "Look, it's late, if it's about school work or something, you can ask me tomorrow morning or get one of your buddies to harass me into giving it to you or something." I roll my eyes just thinking about them. The people he hangs around with are such heathens. "No, no school work." He murmurs lowly. "Then what the hell do you want at this time of night?" I snap, finally losing my patience with this man, he doesn't give me the time of day until he wants work in the middle of the night or something. "Tell me how much you hate me." *** My whole life I have strived for greatness. The ultimate goal for me has always been to be the best surgeon this country has seen. I'm no newbie, I know that takes a lot of work. The problem arises when you factor in Eros Jonas Ravas. Every single year of school he has taken absolutely no notice of me which I loved until this year obviously or I wouldn't be writing a book about it. No, this year he called me for the first time ever. At 2:43 in the morning.
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