Hey guys, I am really sorry about this. I can't complete this story as I intended to but I would make a summary of it. I am sorry, please bear with me. ... SUMMARY... It has been a week since Kaylee and Kavinsky had stopped talking to each other. Even though they went to school together, things were still pretty weird between them. The next Saturday after Kaylee's game, Stiles visited Kaylee and asked her to go somewhere with him. He told her he had something very important to show and also tell her. Kaylee got into his car when she thought of how they had been friends once but when she found herself unconscious in a junkyard, she understood what had happened. Stiles had helped Vanessa to kidnap her. Kaylee was locked in a wrecked bus and Vanessa lit a fire around her, making Kaylee go into a traumatic state. The memories never stopped cause she was still seeing the fire in front of her. Vanessa, Zoe, and Stiles left her there to face her fears. Zoe called Kavinsky about it
Kaylee looked outside the plane window, there was a beautiful view down there. It is a wide blue sea surrounded by a green color, 'maybe land or even a forest', she thought. She felt someone's arm suddenly on her lap and she turned to look at her side. Her younger sister, Laura had fallen asleep beside her. Her cute innocent face was bright under the plane's artificial light. She removed the arm gently from her lap and placed it on Laura's lap instead. She sighed before she brought out her phone to check out her messages. Her friend, Sam has been texting her all day since they left Manhattan but Kaylee wasn't in the mood to talk at all. She sighed for the umpteenth time before she switched off her phone and placed it in her trouser's back pocket. She looked across her and Laura's row at her Dad and she saw that he was fast asleep as well. She brought her headphone which was at her neck to her ears and closed her eyes slowly, not sleeping but resting. The flight was finally over and
Saturday, 31st May Kavinsky's Dad woke up early in order not to be late for work. As usual, he would have to take a morning snack outside on his way to work as he used to do every day. He walked to the bathroom slowly and had his bath quickly and soon, he was done dressing up. He woke up his sleeping wife to announce his departure. "I prepared lemonade juice yesterday, have some on your way to the office. It's in the kitchen, inside the fridge", she said adjusting his tie. "Thanks, honey", he replied, pecking her on the cheek before walking out of the room. Kavinsky's Mom stood up from the bed as well, she was not feeling any sleepy anymore. She had her bath as well and moved on to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. *** Mrs. Mark walked to Kavinsky's room and knocked on his door. He did not reply at first "Honey!", Mrs. Mark called while banging on the door Kavinsky rolled on the bed frustrated, it was eight o'clock am in the morning and his mom won't let him rest. He groan
The sun shone so brightly for the winter season. Superstitiously, you could say it bit people's flesh. Most people were even discouraged to go out of their houses to jog but those who could not afford to miss their daily routine or we could say, those that were used to it, got out of their homes to jog a little... Kavinsky jogged for some while before jogging back home since it was too sunny and he could not take it any longer. He was dirty from all his sweat. He met his mom watching TV in the sitting room and he went to peck her on the cheek. "You need a long shower, boy", she said and laughed at him "Am an adult, mom. And also, have you been outside? It's like two thousand degrees out there", he complained. "You still need one", she said again, teasing him. "I know", he said in frustration and walked up the stairs. He took a shower immediately he got upstairs and changed from the top and shorts of his sport topped with his black trainer shoes into a blue v- neck top and black
Saturday evening, 31st May Kavinsky sat on the sofa in the sitting room while his Mom cooked in the kitchen. A knock sounded on the door and he got up to check who was at the door. He opened the door and greeted me calmly. "Welcome, Dad", he said as Mr. Mark walked in nodding his head at his son. Kavinsky shut the door behind them and took his seat back on the sofa, picking up his phone and continuing to play his game Mrs. Mark came out of the kitchen and greeted her husband "How was work?", she asked collecting his briefcase "It was fine but stressful", he replied with a smile "Sorry", she answered and he nodded. "Dinner is ready!", she said out loud so Kavinsky would hear as well. "I will go and shower first", Mr. Mark said ascending the stairs "Mmm", she replied to no one in particular Mrs. Mark dished everyone's food and soon Kavinsky's Dad arrived in a white shirt and black trousers. "Honey, food is ready!", Mrs. Mark called out of Kavinsky. "Am almost done with
Note: All characters, places and events in this novel are fictional. None of it or 'them' can be seen in real actual life. * * * The cab soon arrived at the dry cleaning or laundry company. Kavinsky got down from the cab and carried his laundry basket along with him. He entered the waiting room and went directly to the receptionist behind the marble cabinet. She was typing something away on her computer when he got there. He knocked twice on the cabinet to gain her attention. Tthe he receptionist looked up and grinned immediately she saw who it was. "Kavinsky", she called out with a smile plastered to her face and stood up from her seat. "Hi, am here to drop some clothes", he said, going straight to the point. "Oh!", she said sharply, somewhat disappointed. "But of course, you are in a dry cleaning company, so-", she added immediately and trailed off . "Yeah, obviously", Kavinsky replied nonchalantly. "Pass it here, I will make the arrangements quickly", she said beckoning at
June 1st, Sunday night Kavinsky finally completed his project after having dinner with his father and mother. His parents had retired to bed early while he stayed a little while more in the living room, playing video games. "I want to sharpen my skills in this new video game 'cause I know I desperately need to before Harry learns about it", he had told his mom when she asked why he wasn't going to bed early. "Alright but go to bed early, you know you have to go to school tomorrow", his mother had said. He had rolled his eyes at the moment as he muttered. "I am not a kid" His mother had heard him and she replied to him while going up the stairs; "I know but you will always remain my kid" Kavinsky went to bed after he had mastered the game and played it for a few rounds. He got up from bed when he remembered the brunette colored hair girl who lived just next door. He couldn't pinpoint the actual deal with this girl but he knew he was attracted to her. He stood up and walked
Vanessa pulled Kavinsky up when she saw that he was not intending to stand up, away from this lowly-looking girl. "She can do it herself", Vanessa said with a shrug and rolled her eyes. Kaylee got up and Stiles asked from beside her if she was okay. "I am fine", she replied before an announcement was made all over the school speakers. "Kaylee Blaine, please report to the principal's office. Kaylee Blaine, please report to the principal's office", the announcement was made twice before it stopped and only the echo from the announcement lingered against the school walls. "Let me accompany you there", Stiles offered calmly "No, it's fine. I can go myself", she said and turned to leave. She soon arrived at the Principal's door and knocked three times on it. "Come in", Mr. Bull, the principal's voice was heard from the other side of the door. Kaylee pressed down the door handle and walked in. She met Mr. Bull sitting behind his table having coffee while he is checking some paper h