*Melanie*I'd been called back. I mean, honestly, I had kind of expected it. I'd seen how impressed Shayla and Jake had been with my presentation. And Damon as well, though I knew he would rather die than admit it. Getting the return email hadn't at all been a shock. Well, to me. It had been hell of a shock to Trish though. What surprised me though was that we were beginning this week's round with a party. Apparently we were supposed to have an event at the end of each round and we had missed the event last week since the contestants had still been much.I heaved a sigh, staring in irritation at my duffel bag. I wasn't sure I enjoyed the every weekend rearrangement. I unzipped my bag, getting ready to place my things in the exact positions I had put them in the last time. Just like before, I was the first person to arrive in the room. I'd just picked up my make up kit when someone knocked and entered the room.I turned to look at the door, watching as Hailey rolled her suitcase behi
*Damon*She was avoiding me. I wasn't sure why I was so surprised. I guess it was partly because I'd come to see her as someone who had no time for games. Before I could even get a word out after talking to room service lady, she had already walked out the door. That was almost two hours ago. She'd been successfully making sure we were never alone together again. And I've been trying to achieve the exact opposite.I watched her as she laughed at something a red head said to her. I didn't think she could possibly get any more beautiful than she already was but she was apparently determined to unconsciously prove me wrong. Her lips lifted in a genuine smile and I immediately understood why it was said that a woman was her most alluring when she smiled. I wondered what it would be like to have her smile at me like that. She always seemed to have her guard up around me no matter how little.Until I was kissing her."Do you think there's a fire extinguisher in here?" Jake asked, coming to
*Melanie*It was surprisingly a bit cold. It was one of the things I noticed, staying awake for as long as I did. I'd closed the glass windows, adjusted the curtains and also turned off the aircon but still, I could feel that the goosebumps which had risen on my arms were still there. It should have been gone by now. Especially since I'd thrown myself into the bed and covered my body with the duvet. It would have certainly disappeared by now. If the goosebumps had been from the cold.I was debating whether or not I should meet up with Damon. I tapped my phone twice, the screen immediately lighting up as I sought out the time. It was already three minutes past midnight. A part of me wanted to stand up. If not for any reason then to prove to myself that I wasn't letting Damon affect my senses and my decisions. I had an idea what he wanted to discuss and even though I wasn't embarrassed about it, I still didn't feel like having a conversation.Why did he feel the need to iron things out
*Damon*Good.I had done what I'd intended to do and said what I'd intended to say. There was no reason for me to still be standing in the room, staring at her and wishing I could take back my words. It bothered me but only the slightest bit that she had so easily agreed to chalk it all up to a spur of the moment mistake. But then what did I expect? That she was going to refute my statement and suddenly declare her hidden feelings for me?It would be more possible for hell to freeze over.I managed a nod and stepped away, even though it might as well have killed me. I needed to leave before I did something entirely stupid. The thought of her easily agreeing that it would also be a mistake the second time was enough to keep me heading in the direction of my room. A ridiculous delusional part of me hoped that she was going to say something. Maybe ask me why I was so easily discarding our kiss.It wasn't a good thing I hadn't been counting on her to react that way. Or I'd have ended up m
*Melanie*I applied a little bit of lip gloss to my lips, staring at my reflection in the mirror. I had already made plans for how I wanted the day to go. Very detailed plans. Plans that certainly didn't involve going out to anywhere for whatever reason. But then Trish had rung up my cell, literally blackmailing me to meet up with her on the ground that we hadn't had lunch in a while since I joined the competition. As tired as I was I'd still agreed to meet up with her.Because she actually was right.I carefully placed my lip gloss bottle back in my make up kit and then picked up my cellphone. I had three missed calls from her. I unlocked my phone in surprise, wondering when she'd called that I hadn't picked. Realizing, I was in the shower then, I dialed her number and placed a call across. I listened to it ring for a few heartbeats."Hey," I said, the second she picked up the phone. Closing my laptop and walking it to my wardrobe, I balanced the phone between my ear and my shoulder.
*Damon *The alarm clock blared on my nightstand bared and I groaned. I hadn't yet woken up enough to remember why I had set an alarm the previous day but I was already deeply annoyed. I reached over to hit the snooze button, but then I remembered the plans I had made for the day. I had earlier scheduled today as a day to work out. It was something I would have easily cancelled but I haven't exactly been consistent with going to the gym for a while now and I paid quite a lot of money for that place. So much so that I sometimes wondered what I had even been thinking in the first place.I had already promised myself that I would go to the gym today, and I didn't want to let myself down. I already knew from experience that it would simply be the start off to a completely shitty day. Hitting the snooze button when the damn alarm failed to shut up, I reluctantly got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I walked into the shower and turned it on, letting it run for a while as I stared at
*Melanie*If I had thought that I had the tiniest bit of rage bubbling beneath my veins, it was turning out to be even more serious than that. I was starting to hate myself for it. I caught myself agitated and angry for no reason and I had the strange thought that going toe to toe with Damon was going to give me some kind of closure. I was starting to remember why I had strongly disliked him in the beginning. I ran my thumb absent mindedly across one of the small bruises on my arm, my mind drifting back to the gym yesterday.Even now, hours after the incident I couldn't deny that the entire episode had been more than embarrassing. I had never once encountered any thing of the sort. But then I had never been the type to be so easily distracted during a work out session either. It was basically my number one rule to stay focused whenever I went to the gym. I didn't want to end up a victim of whatever injuries most gymnasts were prone to.Which was exactly what had happened yesterday. An
*Damon*"What can I get you?" The bartender asked, wiping down on the counter with a small white table cloth. He seemed a little irritated, like bartending was the last thing he had planned to do with his life. Shit happens, I thought silently to myself. It was a little funny how everyone thought they had their life all planned out but then they always fail to remember that life itself was full of surprises. And some are worse than others."I'd like some beer please," I answered calmly, tapping my fingers lightly on the counter as I scanned the room for any sign of Jake or Shayla. They were both nowhere to be found. I turned my attention to my wrist watch as the bartender disappeared to go get my drink. I tugged at the collar of my shirt, agitated for some reason.I didn't want to be here.Strange really, because I had always been the very first one out of the three of us to suggest that we hang out at a club somewhere. Jake and Shayla were always too caught up in each other to want t