Katherine’s POV: Alexander just asked that I tutor him. The first time he asked me, I blatantly refused but now I had to agree. We are technically boyfriend and girlfriend now and we need to spend time with each other— or else, I won’t get an opportunity to make him fall very hard for me so I can break his heart badly. We have different tastes and interests, he’s more about sports, partying, and drinking and he hates school. While I, on the other hand, I’m particular about education and studying, hate sports, and have never taken alcohol in my life. This tutorship is the only time we’d have similar interests and it’s a good opportunity, it would be a waste to not utilize it. I just hope I won't regret agreeing to this later. Alexander can be distracting and he would be a hindrance for me to achieving my goals and would also make my tutoring him hard. But he’s begging, and he really wants to improve his grades and I have to help him. That’s the reason why I agreed.“Thank yo
Katherine Thrones: Alexander grinned the moment he agreed to his date, and his happiness made me give a smile of my own. This was my first date, the first time a boy had ever asked me out. Alexander was the first. My first boyfriend. My first hug. And now, My first date. He was on his way to being my first everything. And honestly, a part of me wouldn’t mind that. But the rational part of me reminded me that this was just a plan and I shouldn’t get too carried away with Alexander, or else I’d loose focus on the plan and loose focus on my studies. “Sweet. I’m so excited about this, Katherine. Thank you.” He said to me and I reveled in his choice of words, he was always sweet to me, apologizing when he was wrong and even when he was not completely wrong, and saying thank you for everything. I think I would enjoy this. And then he took me unawares yet again and did the unexpected, he took my hand into his again and placed a peck on the back of my hand. A simple peck y
Katherine Thrones:“Her mother was what?” I had to ask again to confirm, in case I was hearing things. Katie’s attention pricked at that, she turned to face me with a concerned look on her face. She mouthed her words so as to not intercept the call as she asked me what was the problem. I ignored her in the meanwhile, I’ll definitely tell her after the call ends. “Please come here as fast as you can.” The nurse urged before she ended the call, and that was all the confirmation I needed. I knew I needed to start getting to the hospital with immediate urgency, but it felt like the news had slotted me into a temporary trance. I couldn’t feel strong in my legs anymore and I had to sit down and try to gather my mind that was scattered all over the place. I was transfixed. Puzzled. How did she get herself into an accident? How the hell do I tell Katie that her mum had just had an accident? At the same time, I needed to tell her so she would know before her dad called. But how do I tel
KATIE My eyes fluttered open and I was confused about where I was, it took me a moment to realize that we were in the hospital when the nauseating smell of spirits and saline hit my nostrils. I was laying on something, a bed. Why was I laying on a bed in the hospital? Last I remembered, I had come here to see my mother who had an accident. That’s right! My mother. I sprang up from the bed at the thought of that and my veins flooded with urgency. But my eyes caught the presence of someone, no, two people. Katrine and my mother, sitting on the bed opposite the one I laid on. I halted. Hold on? My mother? How come she’s sitting and I’m the one laying on the bed? Wasn’t she involved in an accident? I was puzzled and confused. I stared at her from top to bottom, she looked fine to me. Not like one who had just gone through a ghastly accident. Oh wait, there was a bandage on her arm, but still, that wasn’t what I was expecting. “Mother! They said you were involved in a
Katherine Thrones: I had just offered Alexander a date and a kiss like it was something special or uncommon. Alexander has gone on many dates and probably kissed a thousand and one girl. Offering those two very common things may not seem like a lot to him. But it’s more than a whole lot to me who has been caged in her own little world all her life. And if he really likes me as he always claims, then it should mean a lot to him too; that the girl he loves so much agreed to a date and a kiss. He knew how I felt about gestures like that. So, it should mean a lot to me. “Is that all I get? A date and a simple kiss for getting a C or above on a test?” Alexander asked and I rolled my eyes. I knew it won’t be enough for him but he has to make do with it. “I need more than that for the effort I would be putting in, Katherine.” He folded his arms and I sighed. “Good deeds have their own rewards. If you ace your test, you would be happy and proud of what you have accomplished. Plus, yo
Alexander Walters:"So you missed the football match because you were planning a date with this girl?" Nathan asked, positioning the snooker cue in front of the white ball, ready to aim. "Yes, I did. I had to make sure everything was in place for the date but she still didn't show." I explained and Beckham snickered. "I can't believe you prepared a beach date and a romantic room in some hotel, spent all that money to buy food and crud but she still blew you off." He laughed and I rolled my eyes. "What the fuck? He booked a fucking hotel for the boring nerd?" Nathan joined in the laughter, finally making a play with the cue. I was unamused. I didn't understand what the boys found funny about it. "Nathan, I was as shocked as you are when he told me about it. Going through all this for a prude virgin who won't still give you sex." Beckham spoke and for some reason, I felt a wave of annoyance fuel in me as he insulted Katherine. I collected the cue from Nathan. It was my turn now.
Katie:Shot Count: six. "More!" Katherine clamored, slamming her shot glass on the counter. The barman turned around, setting aside the napkin he was just using to clean, and came to attend to Katherine's order. Make that the seventh shot of whiskey. "I…wa— I want vodka." She slurred, changing her order and I immediately faced her with urgency. She has to be kidding me. Vodka would drive her insane, she's far gone as it is and we should really be getting home. But here she is asking for vodka now? She can't handle it. She can't handle it anymore. "Katherine, that's enough. You can't have vodka. You've already had six shots of whiskey and this is your first time taking alcohol, you should slow down a bit." I tried to reason with her, but she shook her head vigorously in naught, burping right after. "You…can't tell me— me what to…do Katie. Katherine wants…vodka, Katherine ge— gets vodka." She snapped back at me, her speech uncoordinated and her own burps interrupting her statement
Alexander Walters:Why is Katie calling me? What's the occasion? She has never called me before. And how did she get my number? Oh right, Katherine must've given it to her. I picked up the phone, "Hi, Katie." "Hi, Alex." Her voice sounded slurred, was she drunk?"Katie? Are you drunk?""Yes, but Katherine is in an even worse situation than I am. She's currently puking in a bush right now." Katie stated and worried with a sense of urgency flooded my veins at the mention of Katherine. What have these two girls gotten themselves into? "What do you mean Katie? Katherine's throwing up? Did she eat something bad?""No. She chugged down eight shots and is drunk as fuck. She got sick and started throwing up." Katie revealed and I was instantly puzzled. The Katherine that I know that had never even kissed a boy, took down eight shots of alcohol? What the fuck? This must be a silly joke. Katherine can never."Katherine took eight shots? You're kidding me, right? Katherine doesn't drink, sh