"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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"I CAN'T FIND this motherfucker anywhere." Owen grumbled closing his laptop defeatedly. He was still angry as hell for failing but I had little optimism we would succeed anyway. "They must be good because I don't have a GPS track on them."
I lay in bed my palms on my eyes. After four hours I was exhausted. "I know. This is fucked."
"What's fucked is that they want five million dollars, Bryce. That's a lot and those threats are ruthless. You should report them."
"I can't. If I do then they'll find some other way to come after me. You saw what they said about my mom Owen. And she was in a car accident. She said herself that a red Mazda came out of nowhere." I groaned. I would have to make the money no matter what. Maybe I could secure a job.
"Well it was worth a try." He flipped his wrist nodding his eyebrows at the time. "I have to go. I have a date with Olivia."
"Oooh." I cooed at him. "Olivia huh?"
"Stawp." He rolled his eyes smiling like a six year old . "See you later Bryce."
"Bye. Have fun and be safe. In more ways then one I mean." I shouted out after him with a chuckle. My stomach rumbled indicating it was time for me to eat. I had not ate very much after the soup.
Placing my feet in my pink flip flops I got up to the kitchen to look for a cup of strawberry yoghurt. Luckily it was there. I ripped the foil and spooned a bite into my mouth happily. My mother would kill me for eating something cold while I was sick.
I already sneezed like six times on Owen much to his dismay. He had even gone as far as declaring to take a shower in bleach.
Footsteps on the wooden flooring upended my thoughts and I turned to see Aaron putting the matte kettle on. "Hello to you too." I say looking at the plastic bag in his pocket with a little unease.
"You seem jolly." He sighed turning around. I shrugged at him licking yoghurt of my finger. "Are we not going to talk about that." He asked crossing his arms and leaning on the white counter top.
I gobbled another spoon and furrowed my eyebrows. "What's there to talk about?"
He raised an eyebrow. "So you were good with that?"
"I don't know? It was just a spur of the moment." I admitted feeling a tinge embarrassed I had gone that far.
"And the kiss before that?"
I froze looking up. "Just a kiss. It was a dare remember? Had to keep our appearance up."
His blue eyes turned cold. "Right but how was our little session today an appearance?"
"Don't think too much about it, Mercer." I smiled turning away. A mistake I'd definitely not thought thoroughly of.
I looked at my phone to see the Amazon presents had been returned to my sisters yesterday. I was happy they received it. Sincerely at that seeming I was bitter around most people. And who could hate me?
