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I can't stop thinking about what happened the other night. Here I am bored out of my mind in English Literature. Don't get me wrong, I love the lesson but absolutely despise the teacher.

"So how is the theme of guilt represented through Macbeth and Lady Macbeth...uhh Eleena." Mrs Romero pointed.

"When you're finished with your little daydreaming session, maybe you can answer my question young lady." The whole class giggled and stared in my direction.

"The theme of guilt is presented through Macbeth and Lady Macbeth, as a result of the inescapable feeling from experiencing hallucinations of Banquo, while Lady Macbeth finally descends into madness due to her partaking in Duncan's murder." Mrs Romero raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Very good Eleena, make sure I don't catch you staring out the window next time." Mrs Romero concluded as she walked away from my desk.

"That's the end of this lesson, you may go."

I quickly took my bag and bee lined to the door. Thank god that was over.

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"Ouch." A voice yelped. Oh my god. I just walked straight into a random person.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry, are you okay?" I panicked. The figure turned around, those familiar warm honey eyes met mine and I froze.

"Oh it's you." I said sternly.

"We have to stop meeting like this my love." Her raspy voice smirked. Ugh why must she be so hot? Ew what? No what is wrong with me? I studied her intensely. Long raven hair cascaded down her shoulders, her incredibly long legs made her look like a model for sure. Her eyes reminded me of warm melted gold, mesmerising indeed. And her woah. Chest. Is. So. Huge? Very full indeed. Maybe a double D.

"You like what you see?" Azia's signature smile flashed, she's so fucking cocky.

"Hm no just observing." I choked out. Observing ,what??? She's going to think I'm a psychotic pervert now. Great going Eleena, you're so stupid. She walked a few steps closer and I took a few steps back until my head hit the cold metal door of the lockers behind. I looked down at the floor in shame. Although, there was no floor. Just Azia's big chest. BIG CHEST?!

"." My eyes darted back at her face. I'm so hot and sweaty right now. This isn't normal. Her strong lavender scent made me weak to my knees. It was addictive and I wanted more.

"I was just uh fixing...my shirt." I'm a stuttering mess. Kill me now.

"Uhuh, you sure you weren't checking me out?" Azia replied eagerly.

"Yes. Now if you would excuse me, I have somewhere I need to be." I gently tried to push her aside to no avail.

"Not so fast. What's the magic word Eleena?" I hated the way my name rolled off her tongue like that. It sounded so...good? I need therapy.

"Not this Azia, can you just move?"

She tilted her head innocently, waiting for my response.

"Please?" I sighed in defeat.

"That's better." Azia backed away and I noticed a purple mark on her neck. What the fuck? My blood boiled in anger.

"Thank you." I said through my clenched jaw and stormed off. Ugh she is such a whore.