"I'm sorry." I begged with my knees on the floor, looking down at the floor while fiddling with the cloth of my dress. I was wearing a dress with polka dot patterns on it underneath a denim jacket.
"Get up, I just need you to tell me the reason you yelled." The teacher told me as I obeyed him quietly. I freaking hated Asher, urgh.
I dusted my dress and said, "Asher Drakewood asked me what page were we reading and I told him. But, he wasn't listening, so I got angry."
The teacher looked at me in disbelief, shaking her head in disappointment. She had a dark, creamy complexion and her black hair tied up in a bun. She wore a pair of spectacles which looked somehow fake. She was wearing a woman's suit, looking strict. She said, "Make sure that it won't happen again, I'm letting you off this time."
As she massaged her temple, I said, "Thank you."
She nodded her head and waved her hand towards the door, signaling me to leave the classroom. I obeyed her command and left the room. As I closed the door behind me, I squealed, "Eek! What are you doing here?"
Asher was leaning on the wall next to the door with his eyes closed and his arms crossed. He grunted, "What took you so long?"
"Because of you, I needed to apologize." I hissed, crossing my arms as well and glaring at him.
He chuckled and said, "C'mon, I have something to show you."
He tried to take my hand, but I yanked my hand off of his grip. His eyes widened at my response and his lips remained sealed. I scoffed, "I don't want to, leave me alone."
I tried to walk away, but he slammed his palm on the wall right next to head. He blocked my way, so I went the opposite direction. But, he slammed his left palm on the wall, blocking both of my paths. I scoffed, "Let me go."
I sank to the bottom, hoping to catch a chance to escape under his strong arms. He followed me down, our faces just inches apart. His hands still stuck on the walls, not letting me go. I could hear our breaths and heartbeats syncing with each other's. He smirked at my priceless rosy cheeks and said, "Shy, princess?"
I gulped my throat, as if there's a big object stuck in my throat. I couldn't breathe properly now, instead I held my breath. Then, I smirked, making him lift one of his eyebrows. I pushed him in the chest, making him tumble. But, I wasn't thinking right. I laughed as he fell, but he held onto my shoulders and brought me down with him.
I screamed, "Ahh!"
He collapsed onto the floor on his back, groaning in pain. I fell on top of him, my ear right on his chest. I could hear his heartbeat very clearly and it's beating fast. Thump, thump. But, I realized what position I was in. I lifted myself up slightly, ending up facing him right in front of my face, an inch apart. His jade orbs bored into mine and mine bored into his. It was a mixture of ocean blue and green with a tint of tosca. It was incredibly deep and illuminating, making me stare at them for a while. I was frozen in place, feeling embarrassed and shocked. I attempted to get up, but fell on him again. He groaned in pain and said, "Ow!"
Again, I lifted myself up from him and collapsed onto the floor next to him, breathing rapidly. My eyes were widened, I felt it. I felt suffocated and so was he. He had the same face expression as me, just staring at the ceiling above us.
I got up from the floor and ran away, disappearing from his sight. I wouldn't go back.
***
"Goal!" Damien yelled after shooting the basketball into the hoop successfully. He jumped into the air, pumping his fists. But, I wasn't in the mood.
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Cinderella Who
Romance[NOT EDITED] - this means that the story may contain terrible grammar and cliché moments. *wants to rewrite this so much but ... * A night at a Halloween party changes Taylor's life. Taylor Peaksons is a female college student who experiences the li...
