Juliette's point of view... I imagined all the wild things, that he might pin me on the wall again or something else and just the imagination made my cheeks flush. Goosebumps crept all over my skin. And I literally quivered for a second. But...! He didn't do anything. Reaching out for some files on his table, he grabbed one of them and walked towards me. "These are some basics" he began scrolling the sheets, "You care for those extra twenty points, don't you?" his eyes bore into mine when he added. Not even a single phrase has gone in my head."Miss Juliett...!" he called me back and I was pulled to the reality and nodded vigorously. Leaving the warm air stuck inside my lungs, I sided and stepped forward taking the file. He grabbed my hand and I froze. What now...!! "Umm...! That...!" he hesitated while his fingers rubbing his nose bridge, he gulped and I could see that luring adam's apple moving up and down again. I should act normal...! I patted myself a few times internally.

Juliette's point of view... Damn... That bloody playboy...! He stole my first kiss. He is an a******e who sleeps around with everyone but that damn was my first kiss...! Ugh... I am so pissed off. Following him came the other one. I thought he was here to lecture me like how he had done ever since we met, but he closed the door and I jolted. My soul almost slipped down my mouth. I glanced at him and he left without a word, leaving behind the fruit juice he bought. For once I thought that he was concerned, his anger, and his eyes showed me a different picture. Jealous...! Was he...! But soon all my imagination sank in the river of reality. He actually called Anna and told everything to her, including that matter regarding the forced kiss. Guess what...! Now she has a thing against me. I had to beg her to keep it from mom. Screw him...! Damn...! I had to clean her room and wash a heap of clothes to pay her back to keep it a secret. My mom is a typical woman but with a diffe

Juliette's point of view... Strawberries...!?!Is he serious? Was he talking about me? It was embarrassing to face him after what had happened at home but listening to him I felt butterflies in my stomach. Heat curled up on my face and I was blushing like a burning hot iron. But soon all those butterflies flew away and a splash of cold water spilled on my face when I saw Anna wearing a strawberry-printed scarf. So that's it...! All that craving was about her. I should have thought about it earlier. Why would a man so handsome and successful like him be drooling over a girl like me?I smacked myself back to reality and left them alone to flirt.Yes...! I am jealous...! And I know I shouldn't be. Don't judge me okay...! Any girl who sees him, that devilishly handsome face, that body, and that killing smile of his, will definitely be for him. But all this made me get my horses on the track. I must keep him away. I must stay as far as possible from that man. He is dangerous. Damn,

Juliette's point of view... "Answer my question and I will leave, Miss Juliette" he pressed on that same point while crossing his hands over his chest. His jaws clenched and his eyes narrowed. There was no chance of escape for me.I hate Selina and her minions...! Screw them...! I wouldn't have ended up here if it were not for that stupid gang of bullies.Should I just tell him that they were indeed bullying me?Will he accept it as an excuse while not registering a complaint in the disciplinary office? I gaped at him bluntly when he slowly stepped forward, "I think I made it clear to you, Miss Juliette..." he added and my hands and legs went numb. What the hell...! "A...a... I... Was..." I stammered as I tried fetching for better words to explain myself but nothing seemed to be popping up in my mind. It was completely blank. Maybe because I hurt my head.Wait...! I just hurt my head in his office and he is here, interrogating me as if I was a criminal or something...! "Argh...

Richard's point of view... It was the weekend already and that damn party was today which I no interested to attend. I mean what the hell am I going to do with those old farties and those little ones? No one is a good match for me, not at least to talk. And about Miss Olivia and the other ladies in the school, they are ready to jump into my pants each time. I am just tired of them. Really...! I miss those days in New York when I spent sleepless nights enjoying the best pubs and clubs with my friends. Here in this town, I couldn't even find a better wine let alone a pub or a club. I am getting bored...! I walked over to the calendar and marked the days I had spent here in this place. Feeling proud of myself that I had been enduring this for two weeks. Wetting my hair slightly, I shoved them back when I pushed my hands in my pocket to bring out my phone, to call Liam. I don't want to be alone. I can call him to come over. He was my roommate for two years when we lived in New York