Katherine Thrones About an hour after I had texted Alexander, I heard a knock on my door and I instantly knew it was him. A beam of a smile lit up my face immediately and I jumped out of my seat, closing up my study textbooks and literally sprinting towards the door. But then I paused, an internal wave of conflict overcoming me. Did I look good?The knock came again. "I'm coming!" I replied hastily and then returned back to what was on my mind—I most likely looked like shit and I knew Alexander was coming over, why didn't I clean myself up?Well, there's no more time for a total life–changing makeover session, so I'll just do some last-minute quick touch-ups. I raced back into my bedroom and panicked, looking around the perimeter to know what I was going to do first. My top; I have to change this stupid, boring, polo. Dashing into my closet, I went straight to the shopping bags I had piled in front of my wardrobe. I went shopping this afternoon because someone had sai
Katherine Thornes"Did you hear the rumor that's going around school?" Katie asked me and I shook my head, using a fork to take in my fries. "Everyone's saying Samantha got filers in her lips," Katie stated and I hummed a reply, that's all I could do because I had a mouthful of fries. And secondly, I really don't care about Samantha. Come to think of it, she hasn't harassed me over Alexander in a long while. Did she give up? Or resort to getting injections to look better and win him over? "I think she's doing it to win over Alexander, another rumor going around is that Alexander likes girls with thicker lips," Katie stated and I nearly choked on my fries as I laughed at that. She stared at me with confusion "Why are you laughing?" She questioned and I had to swallow down my fries and force myself to come to a halt on my laughter. I snickered, "You said what Katie?" "Alex likes girls with fuller lips, like you. The rumor has been going about that he likes girls with fuller lips s
Alexander Walters"Alex, you're a big mess up," Beckham commented as I missed yet another opportunity to make a score in our football game. Beckham had come over as I hadn't had enough time to spend with the group in a while, so he decided to come check up on me. We were playing video games. Well, he was playing video games; my mind was pretty much occupied with other things. Or rather, with someone. And how I was actually a big mess up, not just in the game, but in the plan I promised myself I was going to go through with yesterday. On my way to Katherine's apartment, I told myself I would break up with her and that's exactly what I wanted to do. I followed through with the plan up until the moment she opened the door and I saw her in that cute top and that hideous eyeliner stain all over her face. My heart melted. She had her hair up, and I made a mental note to remember how her face was more defined and the blue glint in her eyes was more prominent. And her top was beau
Katherine ThronesToday, after school, I decided to stay at my apartment and study for our forthcoming exams. And I hate to admit it, but the only reason why I was studying was because I had nothing else to do; Katie had to go visit her mother—unfortunately, I can't relate to that, and Alexander wasn't at home. Which is weird.For a long time now, Alexander has always been at home. He rarely went out with his friends or clubbing or whatever. His routine is now simple. He goes to school every day because he was usually fond of skipping school. He gets back home and relaxes alone or sometimes studies. Whenever he had a game, he would leave for it and come back home immediately. I feel it's a bit of a brag if I accord his drastic changes to my name and influence, but it's glaring that I'm the reason why he has adopted this new behavior. Katie also noticed that, and according to her analysis, it meant that Alexander was falling for me and the right time to strike was approaching q
KATHERINE THRONE Alexander slept on the couch just as he had promised, and I took the whole bed. I have to admit, I did feel a little bit guilty about it—the key word there is 'a little bit'; a majority of the time, I was fairly happy about it. I actually slept very well during the night and occasionally, from my sleep, I could hear him twist and turn uncomfortably on the couch. That's when I felt pity for him. However, the morning soon came and I was woken up by a slight tap on my shoulder. My eyes fluttered open to see Alexander. I smiled sweetly at him. It's nice to wake up to a handsome face and a pair of beautiful eyes right in front of you. "Good morning, Alex," I said, a yawn coming right after. "Rise and shine, babe." He said and my smile immediately fizzled away when I caught a whiff of his awful morning breath. Babe? That's a new one. He has never called me any sweet name before, this is a first. However, I don't dwell on the thought for long. I cringed in
KATHERINE THRONEThanks to Alexander's encouragement, I gained confidence and realized I didn't need to compromise my comfort to please others. Despite that, I chose to wear the bikini with a beach jacket for a bit more coverage.Upon reaching the resort's exquisite beach, the afternoon sun sparkled on the water, creating a mesmerizing sight. Unfortunately, Alexander felt let down as the waves weren't suitable for surfing.He muttered softly, his face contorting into a disappointed frown. However, the beauty of the beach captivated me, and I started collecting shells as we strolled.I managed to find twelve shells, one of which Alexander insisted held a genuine pearl. His persuasion led us to spend a significant amount of time attempting to crack open the shell, hoping to reveal its precious contents.Alexander even indulged in describing how we could become wealthy beyond measure by selling the pearl, igniting my daydreams of luxury handbags and more.After an hour of failed attempts
KATHERINE THRONEI stepped out of the bathroom, wiping the salty water droplets from my face. I was already dressed in my evening wear.His face contorted with effort as he tried to crack open the stubborn shell from the beach with a hammer. Bursting with curiosity, I wandered closer to investigate the commotion. I saw that he had laid out a selection of tools beside him; a pack of hooks, some scissors, and a hammer with which he was furiously banging away."Are you still dreaming about buying a yacht from the pearl in that shell?" I questioned in a tease as he looked up at me, a wide smile on his lips. I was rendered speechless; in all honesty, I was in awe of him. A simple smile had whisked me away and taken my heart to lengths it had never crossed.With one last bang of his hammer on the shell, it cracked open and a Pearl emerged, shining brightly in the enclave."There, finally got the last one," Alexander said, holding up the Pearl in his hand and I arched my brows at him. I wond
KATHERINE THRONESI stirred from my sleep, awakened by the fluttering of the curtains and the chirping of birds outside our window. The sun had just started to rise, and its warm rays seeped through the small cracks in the fabric, casting a soft glow throughout the room. I turned to my side and saw Alexander peacefully sleeping beside me, his arm extended towards me. I couldn't help but run my fingers through his hair gently, causing him to wriggle around."Good morning, sleepyhead," I whispered, looking at him with a warm smile.Alexander's eyes flickered open, and his face broke into a lazy grin. "Morning, beautiful," he mumbled sleepily, taking a deep breath.His husky voice sent shivers down my spine, and I scooted closer to him, feeling his warmth envelop me. "How did you sleep?" I asked, tracing my fingers along his chest.He yawned and stretched his arms above his head, "Like a baby. Thanks to you," he said, his eyes twinkling with affection.I blushed, feeling my heart flutter