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It is the first day of year 13 so I have to look presentable. I slip into my skirt and pull on a baby blue cardigan. Perfect. Right on time as usual. I touch up my lips with vaseline and go downstairs to grab something to eat. As I settle down in my seat, I decided to do some light reading to wake up my brain.

*Her eyes turned glossy as Sofia held her hand. "I know it's hard for you to accept it princess but I really do love you and I always have. Please let me in. I promise I'll keep you safe.*

Okay. That's enough reading. I shove the book back into my bag and headed off for school. I sat by the bus stop waiting for my boyfriend. Auberon Sinclair. He's one of the sweetest boys I've ever met. Most of the population in London is filled with roadmen who possess the inability to speak with sense. Auberon is the complete opposite. He always takes my feelings into consideration, spoils me even after I try and stop him, he's mature, ugh he's so amazing.

"Hola Princesa." he smiled sitting down next to me.

"Hey, did you sleep well?" I asked, squeezing his hand as I pulled him towards the direction of the school.

"Yeah, not too bad, you?"

"Yes, thanks for asking. What option do you have now?"

" Pretty sure I have physics."

"Great, I have double art. Not looking too forward to it."

"I'm sure you'll be fine babe," he said kissing my forehead.

"Look I have to go but I'll meet you by your classroom at break."

"Okay bye-. And he's gone." I sighed, he's been really distant lately. I mean I understand cause science is a demanding subject after all but he's never been this distant before. I trust him enough to know that he's probably busy.

It's only been 5 minutes of the lesson and I feel like it's been dragging on for hours. I've been sitting here listening to Mr. Devenish blabbering on about different brush techniques used in art. I secretly put in my AirPods and decided to catch up on American Horror Story. It hasn't even been 10 mins and the classroom door swung open. I took out my AirPods quickly and stuffed my phone into my pocket.

"Sorry I'm late sir." the black-haired girl said.

"Miss Mendoza, late to my lesson, again?"

"Haha you see it was quite a mad one sir," she said sheepishly.

"I don't need to hear it, go sit down Azia."

I watched her walk to the back of the class and sit next to Cerelia. She looks really pretty not going to lie. I turned back around and put my head down slowly dozing off.

"AZIA! Come sit at the front. You keep disrupting my lesson with your giggling and talking."

"But sir."

"Move your stuff."

I jerked awake hearing the commotion going on at the back. I looked to the right of me and noticed that Azia has relocated her stuff to the desk next to mine. Great. I was better off sitting alone. I sat up and pretended to sketch in my book to make it look like I actually care about this class.

"Fuck." A voice faintly exclaimed.

A pencil rolled under my desk and lightly hit my shoe.

"Psst. Can you pass my pencil please?"

I looked up from my book and stared at Azia blankly.

"I havé à name you know." I replied angrily.

Who does she think she is?!

"Sorry babe, what's your name."

"Eleena. You must be Azia."

"Eleena huh. I see my reputation precedes me."

"Mhm...not in a good way. Are you always this cocky?" I questioned.

"Isn't it obvious?" She replied raising an eyebrow.

"Aren't you just a perky individual?"I said sarcastically.

"Only for you sweetheart." she winked.

I- Oh my god no.

"Anyway, can you pass my pencil, it's under your desk."

"Here," I whispered passing her the pencil. Wow, her hand is really soft. What. What am I thinking? It's too early for this.

"Uh, thanks." She stuttered.

I just nodded in her direction and turned back to my work. This is going to be a long term.