" A woman is dangerous when armed with beauty and a sense of humour, as she becomes irresistibly attractive." - Alfredo Cano ♥
The life of Kristine La Cartier couldn't get any more interesting, but when she and her sisters attend the most prestigiou...
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𝓚𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮
Currently, it's 10 am and my first class is Geography.
"Where do the good boys go to hide away, hide away. I'm a good, good girl who needs a little company", I sang the lyrics to Hide Away by Daya, while walking down the stairs.
Yes. Again, I forgot there is an elevator.
Today, was one of the days when I was in a good mood. Singing with a smile on my face, I was practically skipping down the stairs. When I was sure nobody was around, I sat on the stair marble bannister and slid down until the plateau of the large staircase.
Geography is one of my ace subjects. That explains why I'm in such a good mood.
"Never in my life, have I seen somebody excited for Geography." A honey voice spoke from behind me.
I turned to see Ashton walking down the steps.
Handsome as always.
He wore his uniform, unlike Xavier he left his blazer unbuttoned. For footwear, he wore black leather BOSS derby shoes. He held the strap of his black leather backpack, which he hung only over one shoulder. Literally, all six of the Elites were Godlike tall. Luckily, I was too. I was a few inches taller than Teressa. Isabella and I were about the same height.
"How did you know I have Geography?", I asked curiously. My eyebrows were slightly furrowed in confusion. He now stood directly in front of me, my head levelled at his shoulder.
"Just do." He shrugged his shoulders.
I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Come on, we have the same Geo class together", he stated before side passing me. I turned and watch as he descended down the staircase.
When he passed, his scent went up to my nostrils. There was a hint of Whiskey, Cinnamon, Sandalwood and Vanilla. Overall a woody and rich scent. I recognized the fragrance because I had this perfume testing in New York.
Tom Ford Oud Wood Eau De Parfum.
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The Geography class was similar to the English Literature class. The only similarities all classes had was the ceiling-high windows, white walls with gold trims, and dark brown wooden furniture here and there. This classroom had double desks. I saw an empty desk by the window but it was all the way to the front of the class.
Just ignore all the stares.
Before I got the chance to take a seat, a hand grabbed mine, softly. I was then pulled to the back of the class, I looked up to see the owner of the hand was Ashton.
He actually dared to touch me. How interesting.
We then stopped next to a desk in the corner of the class. He looked at me and extended his arm towards the chair, signalling I should take the seat next to the wall. I just took a few steps forward and sat down. Then, Ashton sat in the seat next to me.
