Lucy's PovWhat the hell almost happened?Why is my heart beating a hundred times per second? And why the hell am I flushed?I can't believe I almost kissed Cole! Or he almost kissed me, whatever! I can't believe either of those almost happened! I mean, sure he's looking good tonight but still, he's Cole!Ughh!!!What is wrong with me?Did I want him to kiss me? What am I even saying???I washed my hands while berating my reflection infront of the wide mirror in the restroom. My purse was nowhere to be seen as I had left Cole in a hurry but my important things were safe in my chest.It was just a little dance, so why am I flustered? Maybe it was the glass of champagne I took before seeing Cole, or maybe it was seeing him nicely dressed in a suit that scattered my brain a bit.The champagne must be really getting to me...Stupid suit! Stupid Cole!I sighed and turned off the tap.Then there was a knock on the door."Lucy, you in here?" I heard from the door and I saw Tamara's head some

LucyDamn if I didn't feel cool after saying that. Regardless, what I said needed to be said at that moment. Just because he's hurting doesn't mean he should push away the few people still ready to take his shit (myself included).Going back to the party, I found the little princess talking to Coles parents and I could see the way they both beamed at her, like she was an angel sent from heaven. A frown settled on my face taking in the scenery, the little voice at the back of my mind wishing at that moment we exchanged bodies and I was the one standing and smiling at Coles parents, but I brushed the voice away, shaking my head slightly. I made my way back to the table to see that there was a new addition to the table. Before I could take my seat, the person looked up from their phone and gave me a small smile, looking me over. Not the kind that Coles parents would give– the snobby, I'm rich you're not, I'm better than everyone kind of look but kind of like a– I'm intrigued to meet th

[Lucy] Days have passed after the ball and things went back to normal, well as normal as normal ever was. Sunday was the normal stay at home, binge watching rerun marathon of my favourite show, Spongebob. My mum and Jones found an apartment for themselves not too far away from mine because to put it mildly, I had had enough and couldn't handle the excess PDA I was constantly tortured with from them. She visits once in a week to restock the fridge, cook one of my favorite meals and nag me about how skinny I look. Cue the eye roll. But, aside that, she has been very happy with Jones and that's the joy of every child to their parent– that they're constantly happy.The sound of the bell shook me awake from my reverie. The just rounded class was Science and it goes as my second worst subject after dear, old, mathematics. The name of the teacher is Mr. Hart, and he, just like Mr. Clark, is known for his stern demeanor and strict discipline. He's a stickler for following the rules, and he

[Lucy]It's Thursday and I have an afternoon date with Jones. Mum made me promise to meet up and eat with him at least once or twice a month. We– mum, Jones and I– meet up to eat twice in two weeks, and my mum and I eat together seven times a week. To be honest, I think she's suffering from withdrawal syndrome; withdrawal from me, that is.Anyway, I rushed to dress up and headed over to the small cafe across the road from The Flapjacks. I check to see if someone's standing or watching from across before entering the Cafe. If granny Steve sees me, I'm a goner.The first thing that hits me as I enter is the warmth surrounding the building. It's like I'm wrapped in a wollen sweater, with mittens and socks during the winter and then doused into a jacuzzi filled with hot water. The second thing is the smell of fresh ground coffee beans, and hits me along with whipped cream and chocolate.I scan the place till my eyes find Jones at a table near the window and I quickly step towards him. I