The Bad Boy Behind The Mask

2 years after Sean's party. Sapphire The sun rays streamed into my room, spreading the flecks of light into every corner. The heat radiated off the closed windows, busting through the chilly air and warming my skin. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and stared at my blue eyes. That was the reason why I was named Sapphire. And it is a mere coincidence that my surname was Blue. Sapphire Blue with sapphire blue eyes – I had been subjected to many jokes in the past with my friends due to this. Looking further down, I examined my blue skinny jeans and a white tank beneath a black jacket. Gently running my fingers through my hair, I plaited it to a side. The scent of my newly purchased shampoo, that will have to be replaced immediately lingered in the air for a brief second. It almost felt intoxicating, and dominated my perfume. Ready for the day, I threw my bag over my shoulder and made my way out of my room. As I was stepping down the stairs, I was instantly greeted with a ric

As I walked into the library, I was instantly greeted by the scent of old books. I took a deep breath and smiled at the essence. How much I missed this place. It is the perfect therapy and one of the most cheap therapies, to say the least. As I walked, I stretched my cheeks to give a tight smile to my librarian, who, might I add, is not very fond of me. One reason is that, there's basically just me who visits this place. But in my defence, I don’t bother her at all. However, I might have strangely disturbed her privacy, so ever since then, I have tried to limit my visits since I couldn't handle her negative vibes. Good for both of us. As I walked to my reserved place, I propelled down on my chair. I looked at the huge clock hung on the wall across from me and sighed. I have 30 minutes to go. And, that means, I can actually read a book. Trying a little more to look on the positive side, I shuffle the contents in my bag and went for my book. I am re - reading the notebook now and I

As I walked into my school, it wasn't really weird to get those stares. I'm just too old for them to feel something new. So, it's basically sort of a... gossip centre for us where we'd buy and sell gossip for no price at all. So, the headlines of today go like something like this, "Has Sean Lanter started a charity event?" I answered all of their questions in my mind while I headed to the office to collect my new schedule. And what I didn't know was that Brett was already there. "Pinch me! You are so fine I must be dreaming." Brett flirted like always, and I just rolled my eyes. "How about I punch you and you wake up?" the infamous voice of Sean's rang in my ears and I had to control the urge to roll my eyes again. Seriously, is this the beauty and the beast? If it is, then I don't know who Gaston is. "Guys, we got our new schedules and we got to check-" "I got it covered for you." Sean spoke, "We're basically in all the classes and we have to share a few with Brett too, unfort

Sapphire "Hey, what the fuck-" Brett tried to intervene but I caught him mid-sentence and didn’t let him finish. "No!" I widened my eyes in anger. “Don’t you fucking dare to defend him.” "Sapphire, come on!" Brett tried. Yea, the hell I will to listen to him. Temporarily distracted by Brett, I forgot to see what Sean was up to. Hence, when I felt my legs move, I was completely caught off guard. "What are-" I was cut mid-sentence when Sean did the unexpected. He bent down and effortlessly threw me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing more than a feather. My eyes widened in horror and my hands subconsciously fisted. “What are you doing? Put me down this instant!" "I won't until you stop punching my back." Sean grumbled. "Hey!" Nina protested "Where are you taking her-" I couldn't hear what she said after that because we were already going away from them. I never stopped punching his back and he remained unaffected. "Seriously Pretty girl, that's not going to help you."

Sean I walked into the drive inn and rummaged through my pocket to find my mobile. When my fingers reached the firm ends of my iPhone, I pulled it and held it out before my eyes. I placed my thumb for the finger print verification, and when the screen unlocked, I opened my f******k to look for the prey I was going to hunt. I had a faint memory of meeting him once or twice in of the parties that I threw and he appeared to be quite familiar. Acquaintance or not, I was not going to spare anyone that messed with me. I saw him in this location here and found him in this drive inn in the far end of the town, where most of the crimes happen. Not an issue for me, my crime's covered. I don't need one, but it's rather absurd to have a bruised up man walk over an old grandma and beg for help. I clicked for his photo to get the image of his in my mind. I tossed the phone back into my pocket and began searching through the drive inn. The drive inn is pretty famous for its a bar. We haven't got