"Two damaged souls who fell in love at a school meant for fucked up rich kids."
Bryce Weston is an uptight seventeen year old who used to have it all. After getting an expulsion from school she's landed at Welton Academy a place for second chances...
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MY WHOLE BODY was weak. I felt hot and so tired yet cold to not want the blanket to go off me. My eyes were aching as the sun shun through the window sending rays into my new room.
I got up groggily my head spinning. Reaching for my side table I frowned when there was no water bottle. I must have forgotten it.
I winced at the sharp cold floor. My whole body was against me to night as I coughed my throat itchy.
Running a hand through my hair with my eyes half closed I walked out towards the kitchen hugging myself.
"Who are you?" A feminine voice called out. I looked at her direction with my eyes opened and nearly got into a coughing fit when she was just in her thong trying to cover her more exposed parts.
Why does this keep happening to me?
"Me?-" I coughed rubbing my throat. "Bryce." I squealed my voice hoarse as I reached towards the water cooler and drank from a cup.
"I should've known Aaron would have been two timing me." She sniffed looking at me with glassy eyes. "He doesn't really have any attachment to me right- this is so stupid." She groaned covering her face and getting up to put on a jacket.
I instantly felt bad for her. "I don't think he has it in for anyone but himself. And just to make it clear I'm his roommate nothing more." I sneezed and groaned and my pulsing head.
"Bless you." The girls responded with a wince. "You don't look so good."
"I don't feel it either." I said thickly sitting on a stool and gripping my head.
"Well i didn't know what I was thinking when I agreed with Aaron. I really thought he would change his ways but nope he had to be the same old..." she tried to form an insult.
"Dick?" I suggested glancing at her. Even staring this way my eyes hurt.
"Exactly." She exclaimed as if I had came up with the most important discovery of the world. "I hate him."
I sniffed and said, "You and I both." I murmured.
"I'm going now but if you see him tell him that Ava wants nothing to do with him." She humphed and strode out the room in her jacket and brig pink thong. I cringed at the reactions outside.
I moaned at my headache my eyes watering at the pain. I was hungry yet I could not get myself to cook. So I sat there with my head on the small island.
The door of the bathroom opened behind me and I did not bother looking up at the scumbag. His presence just made me more sicker then ever.
I heard him take in an exasperated sigh. "Look Leia I told you I'm not in the mood for spooning and you sulking at my kitchen counter won't change that. I told you it was no strings attached." I could have killed him right there right now if it weren't for my grogginess.
