“That was mean and unlike you, Zach,” Liam said to him and he shook his head at him. “What did I do?” He asked, but he knew what he did. He knew what he was talking about. He wasn’t a bully if he was being sincere, but it was her fault he was like this. To be honest, all of these were just to get close to her. It was the only way that he knew. He hated the way she was making him feel so out of control. This foreign feeling was what he didn’t understand and why he was acting this way. He needed to keep her close so that he would be able to get rid of the feeling. It wasn’t that simple, but it was the only way he knew. Liam didn’t know this, and he wasn’t sure that he would read any more meaning into this than just being mean to her. Maybe none of his friends would notice at all, but who was he kidding? They would be interested soon enough to get to the bottom of this. His life was something similar to things placed under the microscope. “You really should stop being an ass to her, y
She looked at him and then she swallowed visibly before walking to sit in front of him. She looked over her shoulder at him and their eyes met. “You really should consider trying to avoid attention.” He said it to her for her own good, but the look on her face told him that she took it the wrong way. He sighed and shook his head. “I’m sorry you started with a bad day.” He added, and Chloe looked around the class with a frown on her face. He could tell that she was have been surprised that he said that and that was why she was looking around. He smirked and said. “I just feel sorry, that’s all.” He bit his tongue as soon as he realized how that sounded, and he wanted to slap some sense into himself. That sounded, even more, worse than telling her not to get attention to herself. He shut up after that and faced the teacher, leaving her to do the same. He felt someone tap her and the girl beside him passed him a sheet of paper. She whispered. “It’s from Zoe” and faced front as if she h
Chloe was finishing up making dinner when her phone beeped and she frowned. She wasn’t expecting a text from anyone and she surely didn’t have any friends that would be texting her. She ignored the text and walked to the pot to open it, and then she checked what she had in it. Closing her eyes for a bit, she inhaled the scent of the food and nodded. It was almost ready. Her mother should be back from work later tonight, which was why she was cooking. Her father was watching a late game with her brother, Cameron while Camden was doing his homework on the kitchen table. This was exactly how Chloe had envisioned her life as a married woman, her husband early from work, with her kids either doing their homework or bonding with their father while she made dinner. Chloe wanted a big family with four kids, two dogs, and a house with a picket white fence. She wanted to bond with her family as well, and have healthy meals with them. She wanted to be a mother that was not only hardworking in
Chloe's heart raced as she stood there in the kitchen with her phone to her chest and she couldn’t perceive the burning smell that was coming from the cooker. It wasn’t until Camden called her name twice that she snapped out of it. She looked at him and asked. “What's going on? Why did you call me like that? You need my help or something?” she asked him but he shook his head and pointed to the cooker. “Something is burning.” She looked behind her and her eyes went huge again, then she ran to the cooker to turn it off. The food wasn’t burning because the cooker was on low heat but she had mistakenly let the napkin she was using fall close to the burner of the cooker and it had caught on slowly. Grabbing the unaffected end of the napkin, she hauled it over to the sink and opened the faucet to turn off the fire. Thankfully, it just started and the windows were opened so everything was back to normal in a couple of minutes. In annoyance, she dropped the phone in her pocket and ignored
He couldn’t stop thinking about her even after school. As he drove home, he kept thinking about her and what he was going to do with the thoughts of her in his head. Chloe was beautiful, no doubt but that wasn’t the reason he was feeling this way towards her because that would be expandable. This feeling wasn’t something he could explain, because he didn’t even understand. Looking beside him, he glanced quickly at his brother and said. “Hey, Sander. I’m sorry but I need to make a quick stop somewhere. I need to get something important, and after I'll take you to get some ice cream.” He looked back on the road for a moment, then back at him. “Is that okay?” He asked.Sander nodded his head vigorously with a smile on his face. He could tell that the smile was because of the mention of the desert he loved. He had mentioned ice cream as motivation, and that could be an excuse for when Ally was at home and was wondering where they had gone to. He needed to make a stop at Darren Harper's
Chloe hoped that today would be different and that she wouldn't have to run into drama like she did on her first day of school. Thankfully, she had a subject she knew she didn't share with Zach or his crew for the first period, so she hoped that by the time she would have one with them, he wouldn't be interested in her at all. She walked down the hall, her bag strap almost falling, so she adjusted it. It was really not heavy, because she had only taken the books she needed, not wanting to repeat the mistake she made at her former school, and ending up being the only person that brought a very heavy and ugly looking bag. The students loitered around the hall, some getting busy with their tongues down each other’s throats, some with their phones in their hands, and the others trying to get a thing or two from their locker and walking to their various classes, just like she was. She rounded the corner that led up to her class, and she was almost there when she suddenly felt someone g
Zach couldn't get her out of his head, and as he watched her leave, all he wanted was to grab her and pull her back. It took all the willpower in him to stop himself. He let out a breath, and then he adjusted the strap of his bag against his shoulder before walking out of the old classroom and finding his way to the new one.By the time he got there, the teacher was already there, but that was no surprising thing at all, as he always came into this class late. “It’s so nice of you to join us, Mr. Elliot-Day." Mr. Anderson said. People looked up from their books to stare at him, but none of them dared to laugh. They just couldn't.As usual, he just lifted a shoulder and sat down in his usual seat. He had never had any time for him, and he wasn't going to start now. Not when all he could think about was Chloe Miller. He hadn't been able to fall asleep last night after he spoke with her. He had no intention of asking her about whether or not she had a boyfriend, but something had pr
Sweat filled her palms as she walked back to the classroom, and she realized that her encounter with Zach had gotten her into this mess. “Oh, cut it out, Chloe.” She chastised herself. There was no way she would allow herself to be bothered like this when she was back at her old school, even though a thing like that had never happened to her. To be very honest, it seemed all so mind-blowing, with her heart in a race all the time, but still, she needed to get a hold of herself. That was the only way to survive this. It was like a movie though, being here with someone bullying her everywhere she turned in her new school and all she could think about was how quite handsome he looked. Okay, not quite handsome. Zach Elliot-Day was very handsome, and the problem was that he knew that. Behind her, someone slammed their locker door and she almost jumped out of her skin. She looked briefly over her shoulder before concentrating back on the road in front of her. The corridor seemed to have