I awake to see the bright sun shining through my windows.
I roll over to see the time. It's 9:00. Shit, I'm late for class.
I get out of Chase's grip and start to move around the room, hearing a groan moments later.
"What time is it?" Chase asks.
"9:00, I'm late for my first class", I mumble, shuffling quickly around the room.
"Babe, calm down", Chase laughs.
"I'm not going to calm down Chase. It's my first day back and I'm already late", I groan, throwing a shirt over my head, afterwards pulling up a pair of jeans that I found.
"What class is it?" Chase asks.
"English".
"Wait, I think I have English too, what class?" Chase asks, getting up out of bed, walking over to me.
"Mr. Holder", I say as he smiles.
"Me too, cmon, let's go", he says as I finish my hair.
"Aren't you going to change?" I ask as he shrugs.
"It's fine".
I shrug and grab my bag, then we both head downstairs.
We rush through the crowd of people finally making it to the classroom.
Chase opens the door as I walk in then after me Chase comes in.
"Ah, hopefully you two didn't forget your books this time", the professor says jokingly as Chase lightly chuckles.
Chase and I then take a seat as the professor starts to talk.
Chase and I are taking notes when the door opens.
Walking in is Vincent.
You have got to be kidding me.
"What is he doing here?" I whisper to Chase as he shrugs.
Vincent talks to the teacher, then walks up to where Chase and I are sitting.
"What are you doing here?" I whisper.
"I need to talk to you after class", Vincent mumbles, as Chase and I give him a look.
"I'm going with you", Chase whispers as I nod.
"Ms. Blaine", the professor says eying me as I apologize silently, staying quiet the rest of class.
Once the bell rings Chase and I follow Vincent back to his dorm room.
"Okay, now that we're here can you explain?" I ask as Vincent nods.
"I need to warn you two about something. Isabella do you know Charlie?"
"Yes, but the only thing I really remember of her was how she knocked me down my first day here", I say as Vincent nods.
"Well, she's super dangerous. You need to be careful", Vincent says as Chase and I both give each other confusing looks.
"What do you mean she's dangerous?" I ask but Vincent looks around the room.
"I can't say. Just be careful", he sighs.
"Thank you for warning us, but why are you helping us?" I ask as he shrugs.
"I don't know. We got off on the wrong foot and I felt bad. I thought you should know, but I got to get ready for my next class I'll see you guys around", he says as Chase and I walk out the door.
"That was weird", Chase mumbles as we walk through the campus.
"It sure was. Why would she be dangerous?" I ask.
"I don't know. We should listen to what Vinnie said and be careful", Chase says, looking around.
"Why should we listen to him? He raped me Chase. I don't know if I should believe someone who did that", I scoff as he sighs.
"Cmon Bella that was 3 years ago. It's your senior year. You were a freshman ", Chase says as I roll my eyes.
"Whatever I'm not even going to argue with you, when's your next class?" I ask as we walk through the halls towards my dorm.
"3:45 what about you".
"I have mine at- Oh my god!" I scream, looking on the piece of paper stuck on my dorm room door.
It was bloody and the handwriting said:
"I'm his America's Sweetheart. Watch your back".
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Before We Met
General FictionBefore she met him, she was innocent. Before she met him, she studied more than most. Before she met him, she had her heart set on school. When Isabella Blaine meets Chase Hudson, the thing she had her heart set on was him. (*Mild Language used wit...