Mia.I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock buzzing. It was a school day and I had to get ready quickly so I brushed my teeth, got dressed, and headed downstairs, Diego and Ms. Elena were already eating breakfast when I got there and I simply asked Mrs. Cali to pack mine. As soon as I got dropped off at school, I could already see Andrew waiting at the entrance but I did not want to conclude yet that it was for me because each day, I keep thinking that he would change his mind concerning this friendship thing that we got going. We had become inseparable since I got discharged and resumed back at school. We even had a nickname - the cleaning couple - because we cleaned the toilets together after school for the past three days, it was part of his punishments for some graffiti that he had drawn on school walls. But lately, I had been worried that Andrew might start to not like me anymore. His social standing had decreased since we became friends, and I didn't want to drag him down, I

Elena. It was now 11:00 p.m. and I was back in bed, reading. The room was dark, lit only by my bedside lamp. I didn’t hear from Mr. Deangelo today but I know he called the children. I heard him on the phone to Mia and Diego earlier. Part of me had been a little disappointed that he never calls me. I could not bring myself to understand why he would be so off with me. He had even called most of the pack at least once, all except me. I blew out a deep breath and shuffled around on the bed, annoyed at myself for no reason. I turned the page a little too aggressively and continued reading. My phone danced across my side table, the name Mr. Deangelo lighting up the screen. My heart instantly raced. It was him! ‘Act casual and professional,’ I reminded myself. “Hello? Alpha?” “Hello, Elle,” he purred. Elle? Oh my god! Did the alpha just purr and call me Elle? This was definitely a different kind of call. I bit back my smile. “Hi. Sir.” I greeted. "Is everything okay?" I asked. “Uhm

Mia.I sat at my vanity after changing my outfit for the fifth time and I kept looking at myself and wondering if this one was the right outfit for the day. I was in a white off-shoulder top with a delicate lace trim that fell loosely over my torso. The fabric was lightweight and breathable, perfect for a warm day at the beach. I paired the top with high-waisted denim shorts that hug my curves just right. The shorts are frayed at the hem, giving them a slightly worn-in, vintage look.On my feet, I wore a pair of simple brown leather sandals with a small heel that added a bit of height. I also brought along a woven straw tote bag that was big enough to hold all my essentials, like my phone, sunglasses, and a beach towel. To protect my eyes from the sun, I wore a pair of oversized round sunglasses with a tortoiseshell frame. Finally, to complete my beach-ready look, I applied a little bit of sunscreen to my face and shoulders to protect my skin from the sun's harmful rays. I also brough

Deangelo. We have remained abroad for what just seems to draw out as years to me but I tried as hard as I could to focus on everything more important, anything at all as long as it was not Elena. But I would be lying if I said that I succeeded in that aspect in anyway, not even after the episode that we both had the previous night. She had been engraved in my mind, soul and body since then and I could only kind of get her out only for a few minutes and that was always after I had scolded myself so much for obsessing over everything that has to do with her. The way that she always managed to make me feel so giddy and childish had made me conclude that i was simply acting like a teenager who had just found his first crush. Ugh! I was busy reading a book about finance I could literally not give two fucks about on a normal day if not for boredom and the zeal to act busy and engross myself in anything at all when Luca walked into the room. “I am done with my investigation on that man t

Mia.As I walked into the classroom on Monday morning, my heart was pounding in my chest. I knew that Andrew was going to sit next to me, and even though we had been dating for a few weeks now, I still couldn't believe that he actually liked me. I had never had a boyfriend before, and the idea of being part of a couple was both thrilling and terrifying. Mia's heart races as Andrew makes his way towards her, leaving his own seat to sit beside her.I felt my cheeks heat up as Andrew walked towards me, his backpack slung over one shoulder. It was Monday, and I was still adjusting to the reality that Andrew and I were now a couple. As he approached me, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. When he reached my desk, he smiled and slid into the seat next to me. I felt y cheeks turn bright red as he leaned in to kiss me on the cheek. I knew that everyone in the room was watching us, and I couldn't help feeling self-conscious. I wasn't used to being the center of attention, and the fact