Chapter one

The library.

It was here where I first saw him. I was huddled over by the radiator, trying to keep
warm and out of sight, when I saw his face. It was etched with concentration as he
read over an old book. I could see frown lines on his forehead and his mouth was
formed in a straight line. His dark black hair draped over his eyes. I could faintly see
that his eyes were a burning wonderful gold colour with long eyelashes that a girl
would kill for. His face was deathly pale and utterly beautiful. It held a strong mouth
and a sharp nose. His skin looked like marble. I guessed his age to be around
eighteen. His shoulders were tense as he read. I could see his long fingers gripping the
book. I longed to touch them…to feel them…
Wait, what was I thinking? This can’t be love can it? I mean I’ve never believed in
love at first sight. It’s just that everything is so…predictable. It’s not that I’ve never
intended on falling in love. It’s just that I’ve never thought about it much.
Silently, his head swivelled around to face me. I stopped dead. It was like as if he
knew I was thinking about him. Like he knew what I was thinking (!). His golden
eyes bore into my plain green ones. I wanted to speak but I couldn’t move. His eyes
were transfixed on me. Slowly, I turned my head around so that my gaze could land
on a stack books. I got to my feet and walked over to them, but my mind was on the
boy. Even though I couldn't see, I could feel his eyes on me. I picked up my pace until
I was finally out of his sight. Once I escaped I breathed a sigh of relief and slid down
the wall.

I was still thinking about him as I walked to my homeroom. He had seen me looking
at him. God, how embarrassing. I decided that if I saw him again, I would just pretend
to not know him. Yes, that would work. But clearly my plan had backfired, because
just as I walked in, he was sitting at my desk. Usually I have no one sitting next to me
but I could see that changing, fast.
How did he get here so quickly? He was in the library just minutes ago…?
My gaze was fixed on him as I stepped inside the room. He hadn’t seen me yet. I
could just swiftly walk past him to another desk and he wouldn’t notice. This was
ridiculous! I had no reason to fear him. And yet…I found myself taking miniature
steps forward to a seat at the back.
Suddenly my bag caught on the side of his chair. Crap! What was I supposed to do
now? He hadn’t realised what had happened. As I bent my head I could see that he
was writing something down. It was too hard for me to read though and I didn’t want
to be caught prying in his business.
I gently pulled on the straps of my bag. It didn’t move. I tried again but it was no use,
I couldn’t move it. He was leaning on it too heavily. There was only on thing to do.
“Excuse me”, my voice broke at the end.
The boy stopped writing and looked over his shoulders.
“Do you mind standing up for a moment? My bag is hooked onto your chair.”
The boys’ lips twisted up, into a sort of crooked grin. Really, the beauty of him just
struck me again. And once again, I forgot about everything else.
“I was wondering when you were going to ask me,” he replied, a secret smile playing
forming on his mouth.
His voice was like velvet and just as stunning as his image.
A blush rose to my cheeks. So he had noticed, I thought.
He stood up and I unhooked my bag from the place it had been wounded around. As I
walked away he gave me one last winning smile. I didn’t return his smile, but my
heart lifted at the sight of it. This just might not be as bad as I made it out to be, I
thought to myself.
Oh, how very wrong I had been.

Chapter Two
The bells rang and I was off to my eighth and last period of the day. Maths, Yes! I
love maths even though some people may think that’s weird. As I made my way to
the room, I started to hum. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because I was having a good
day... or maybe it was because of him.
The boy had been introduced as Zac Hayden. He said nothing while being presented
to the class, but he did glance my way when I was thinking ‘I feel sorry for him.’ It
was like he knew what I had said. It was kind of creepy because it was the second
time it had happened that day.
None of my lessons were with him and I was grateful for that. I didn’t want to know
him let alone have him in my classes. It was a good thing too. I probably would’ve
made a fool of myself.
I started to head into the room for my maths lesson and nearly walked back out again.
Because standing there in the front of the classroom, being eyed up by all the girls
was the man himself, Zac Hayden. I just stood there transfixed, gawping at him. I
knew it was a dopey thing to do but I continued to do so anyway. He was talking to
the teacher in low murmurs, but I could see that they were getting along because Ms.
Tristin was smiling, a little too much if you ask me.
People were starting to pile in. I went and sat in my seat next to Liam Fullgate. He
was pretty hot but totally not my type. He was the dumb, blonde jock type.
I kept my head down as Zac made his way over to the table at front which was usually
kept empty. I knew he was going to have to see me sooner or later but I didn’t want it
to be this soon.
“Good afternoon class”, Ms.Tristin started, “Today’s lesson will be about….”
As she droned on I blanked out. It didn’t matter if I didn’t concentrate. I’d pick up
what to do anyway.
Beside me Liam was attempting to make conversation with me.
“So…I’m having this ‘welcome back’ party tonight at my house and I wanna invite
you. You wanna come?”
“Umm…I’ll see”, Was my clever reply.
“So, is that a yes?”
God he was dumb. Couldn’t he take a hint? But that wasn’t what I said to him
considering the fact that he had always been nothing but nice to me.
“Uh, yeah. I’ll be there” Great. Now I had to come.
“Then I’ll see you there.” He smiled a cute lopsided grin which had me feeling guilty
about calling him dumb, “Shall I pick you-“
Just then Ms Tristan put an end to his chatter, thankfully, by announcing our task for
the day.
“For the next couple of weeks we will be doing a special mathematical project. I want
you to pair up and plan out what you are going to do. The topic is about...”
My mind went into overdrive. No! This could not be happening. If we had to be in
partners then I was pretty sure Liam would choose me. Unfortunately, I was the latest
object of his affections, not that it would last much longer. I would totally fail this
project. My mind was still processing all these thoughts when Ms Tristin asked the
class who wanted to be Zac’s partner. Fifteen hands shot up, all female. I was the only
girl without my hands up.
“Zac, who would you like to be partners with?” Ms Tristin asked him.
Zac turned in his chair, his stare taking in every girl in the room. Then it stopped on
me. He gave me a slow, deadly smile. I shivered inwards. Stop it, I chastised myself.
There is no way he is going to pick-
“You” Zack had raised his finger in my direction.
Instantly, fifteen pairs of envious eyes followed his gaze to where I was sitting. I
wanted to pretend I didn’t know who he was pointing at and look behind me but it
was pretty obvious.
“I choose Kaitlyn Conrad for my partner”, He declared.
I could feel the glares that the other girls were shooting me. It was obvious that they
were thinking about what I had that they didn’t. As he made his way over towards me
I could feel my hands trembling. This was silly. I didn’t have to be afraid of him. He
was just another guy. I didn’t know him at all.
So then why did I feel like my heart was beating twice as fast?
“You can’t do that. Kait’s my partner!” Liam scowled at Zac, clearly showing his
disdain for the new guy and breaking me out of the quarrel I was having in my head.
I watched as Zac’s focus immediately switched to Liam. His face had turned utterly
still and statue like which was pretty eerie. Beside me Liam had gone totally
immobile. He had a dazed look spreading over his face.
Then, just as suddenly, he snapped out of it.
“Actually, you can be Kait’s partner. I don’t mind.” He sounded normal enough but
there was something weird about his abrupt change of attitude towards Zac.
Liam got out of his seat and sat down on Zac’s old seat as Zac headed towards me.
He pulled out the chair beside me and sat down. It was such a graceful move. I could
see that the girls were watching me and him like a hawk, already thinking something
was up between the two of us, never mind the fact that I’ve known him for less than a
day. This was just GREAT. I am now the most hated person in the female population
at school; the perfect day to the start of the year.

Chapter Three
It had been a half hour since Zac had moved to sit next to me. They were the worst
thirty minutes of my life. Ms.Tristin had allowed us to plan out our work but I
couldn’t concentrate. I kept getting wafts of Zac’s scent. It was overpowering. My
mind was going numb. Every now and then he would glance my way, willing me to
speak but like a coward, I kept my head down and pretended I didn’t notice him stare
at me. It was probably the hardest thing I had to do, ignore a hot boy who was so
fixated on me. God…I closed my eyes. This was just too much. I couldn’t handle it
much longer. My body was starting to lean closer to his. Imagine how it would feel to
be pressed against his hard chest. Hey, a girl can dream, right?
Stop it; I told myself, this was not the right way to go about it. Just a few more
minutes. Tick tock tick tock. I can’t hold on. I’m going to explode and do something
stupid, I just knew it.
I couldn’t concentrate on the work so I drummed my fingertips on the desk. I felt
rather than saw Zac’s head lift up and look intently at me. Instantly I stopped
drumming my fingers. Now there was this heavy silence surrounding us. I was
looking to my left, my gaze away from Zac who was sitting on my right.
Suddenly a cool soft hand fell over mine. I immediately swung my head around and
found my eyes boring into Zac’s. He was looking at me with such intent that I swear I
could almost see his eyes turn orange. I don’t know how long we sat staring at each
other, but it, mustn’t have been long since the next thing I knew the bells were going
off. Ok, I admit, this did kind of ruin my image of me and Zac at a romantic dinner
somewhere but whatever. And even though he was packing away his stuff he still had
one hand onto mine. Then he gently squeezed my hand and let go of it, heading for
the door.

What was that about? I thought to myself on the way to the car park. It was so
confusing. Why did he hold my hand and then walk away without a backwards
glance? My head was hurting with the events of today. I needed to get some rest. As I
walked towards my car, I saw Jack walk towards me. Jack Moreno was the most
popular boy in school. Well up until now he was. Obviously Zac had now taken his
place. But anyway, back to Jack. Jack was good-looking, popular, wild, a party boy.
And he was totally into me. He was completely nice to me but I knew that he had a
mean streak to him, which was why I never said yes when he asked me out. But that
didn’t mean he stopped trying though.
“Hey Kait, you coming to the party at Liam’s tonight?” He was a jock as well so he
was good friends with Liam.
“Yeah.”
“You going with someone?”
“Nope”, I was trying to keep my replies short so he would get the hint and leave me
alone. No chance of that happening.
“You wanna go with me? I’ll pick you up in my new Ferrari…”
God, he was such a boaster. As if a red Ferrari would make me change my mind about
going with him.
“Umm…Aren’t you already going with Lea?” Lea was a cheerleader, blonde and
entirely brainless. Just the way he liked them. So I had no idea why he wanted a
hardcore athlete like me.
“What?” Jack seemed confused for a moment (which was nothing new) but then
regained his arrogant composure. “Oh yeah, I forgot.”
Forgot his two week, absolutely devoted if slightly dim-witted girlfriend? Another
reason as to why I refused to go out with him.
“Shame. I was looking forward to going with you” he sighed regretfully.
He was such a flirt; already forgetting (again) that he’s got a girlfriend, who we were
just talking about seconds ago.
I forced a smile onto my face, which he probably thought was me getting jealous at
Lea if the smirk on his face said anything at all. Pompous arse.
“Well, I should be going now. Got a lot of homework to do. Bye” I waved my hand as
I started to walk towards my car.
“See you at the party Kait!” His yell was faint and as I drew nearer to my car. My car
was a gold Porsche which took years of savings to buy but totally worth it. I adored it
but it was getting a little battered after a year of drunken high school parties.
I didn’t reply to Jack because I thought it might encourage him which was the last
thing I wanted to do.
I pulled open the car door and slid into the driver’s seat. I cupped my hands around
my face and let my head drop onto the steering wheel. What a hell of a day it had
been.

Chapter Four

“Did you see that new boy at school today? He is so lush!” This came from my best
friend Tom who was 100 percent gay and proud of it. I rolled my eyes at the tone of
his voice. Obviously I was wrong. It wasn’t only the female population at school who
hated me. From the gossip I heard from Tom, apparently I was also the object of
hatred for the trannies, bio’s and homo’s.
“Tom, did you see the flocks of girls surrounding him? He’s straight.”
“Just ’cos they surrounded him doesn’t mean he’s not gay.”
“Don’t you have eyes Tom? He loved the attention he was getting” Okay, this
might’ve been an exaggeration but Tom was getting to me with his non-stop talk
about Zac.
“Look can we just talk about something else please?”
Tom raised his eyebrows. “Why do you hate him? I mean from what I’ve heard
you’re gonna have to be his partner for five more weeks, which will be pretty
awkward what with your apparent contempt.”
I sighed angrily. “I don’t hate him. I just don’t know him. Now let’s please drop the
subject and get to the party before Liam panic’s and calls the police to ask if I died in
a car accident.”
Tom laughed and heaved himself off of my bed and took in my appearance as I took
in his. He was totally cute with floppy light brown hair on the verge of becoming
blonde. H always wore a grin on his face and his face was a little rounded which made
him look totally lovable. He has curly eyelashes that made his pale blue eyes look all
big and beautiful. For the party he had dressed up in a plain white t-shirt, black
studded waistcoat, black skinny jeans and a pair of Doc Martens. Overall he looked
pretty good.
“Not bad” I told him and punched him lightly on the arm.
“You don’t look so bad yourself” He gave me his signature grin.
I turned to observe at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a deep, purple strapless
dress which came just above my knees and clung to me like a second skin; a black
netted shrug and stilettos which made my leg’s look great. I was aware that I was
dressed up a bit too much but you’d expect nothing less if you had Tom as a best
friend. My black hair was as smooth as silk and put in a quiff. My creamy complexion
bragged the softness of my skin. A hint of blusher made my cheekbones look higher. I
had a minimum amount of natural make up. On the whole I looked good; really good.
“Get you’re car started. I’m just gonna put on some lip gloss” I ordered Tom.
“Yes Boss” Tom saluted me.
I smiled at him as he went down the stairs. After applying some lip gloss I heaved a
sigh. I’m in for a night of drinking, smoking and sexual harassment; just bloody
brilliant.

Chapter Five
The whole street was blocked by rows of cars all eager to get to the party before all
the alcohol was finished. Tom found an empty space (which was a miracle) and
parked his dark blue BMW. He was acting like a total gentleman by opening my car
door and bowing. I laughed and took his outstretched hand.
“You're such a goof Tom”
“Born to be, proud to be” He chuckled.
I rolled my eyes at this and shoved him lightly at the shoulder. Hand in hand we
walked to the front door. We were on time but it looked like the party had started ages
ago. There were plastic cups strewn all over Liam’s front porch. Couples were
exchanging saliva with each other. The jocks were all smoking weed in plain view.
The music was pounding thunderously through the thin walls. I squeezed Tom’s hand
and we approached the steps to the house. I was dreading going inside. It wasn’t that I
wasn’t used to going to parties like this; I’ve been to worse. I just wasn’t a party girl
unlike Tom who loved going to parties so he could chat up total strangers. Oh well,
too late to back out now. I pushed open the unlocked door and straight away I heard
the thumping of the music. It was way too loud for me to have a proper conversation
with Tom. I cast Tom an anxious glance but he just smirked at me. God, I hated him
sometimes. Tom dropped my hand and walked over to his latest boyfriend Joe who
was totally sweet and lovely.
“TRAITOR!” I screamed at him over the music.
The betrayer just laughed without a backwards glance. Fantastic! I was all alone now.
I vowed I would get Tom back for this but for now I was going to look for a place to
hide from Liam and Jack.
I walked up the first flight of stairs which was overflowed with people doing things
too inappropriate for me to mention. There were a considerably less amount of people
on the second flight. As I got to the top of the third staircase, I was surprised to see
that there weren’t any people there. I could still hear the music but it was very faint. I
walked forwards; my stiletto’s making soft tip taps on the wooden floor. It was very
quiet and dark in here. I was starting to feel a little scared but I continued to walk
onwards. Maybe I should go back… That was when I spied a balcony with glass
doors and billowing white curtains. There was a silhouette of a person standing there
looking out at the stars. I started to back way but curiosity got the better of me. I
found myself pushing aside the glass doors and stepping onto the balcony.
“Excuse me-” My sentence broke of short and I found myself staring into the eyes of
Zac Hayden.

“SSSorry. I dddidn’t know you wwwere here.” I stuttered.

Even I knew I sounded like an idiot. Zac said nothing but his eyes changed from the
yellow that I had fantasized about to a burning gold. If I didn’t leave now then I
would embarrass myself.
“I guess I’ll just leave you then” I turned away from him.
As I was about to take my first step when a cool hand closed around my wrist. I
closed my eyes, willing myself not to be mesmerised by those eyes. Slowly I turned
around, making sure I didn’t make eye contact with him. I tugged my hand from his
tight grip. He didn’t let go. I tried again but his hold on my hand wouldn't loosen. I
looked at his eyes, hoping he didn’t notice my desperation. I didn’t want him to think
I was afraid of him.
“Stay” He spoke softly, the wind carrying his voice.
I stared deep into his eyes. I could drown in them and die happy. Slowly he reached
out a hand and stroked my cheek. The moment his hand made contact a shiver ran
through him and he closed his eyes. I stared at his profile, taking all of him in again. It
seemed as though it had been ages since I had last seen him. My eyes devoured him,
shamelessly, bearing in mind that he had his eyes closed.
He dropped his hand from my cheek and cupped it around my chin. His eyes opened
and lowered to my lips. He was going to kiss me. I knew it. This time my eyes
fluttered closed and I found myself leaning into him. My conscious was shouting at
me to stop but my heart was urging me to go on. Just as our lips were going to touch a
third person stepped onto the balcony.
“Hey Kait! I was looking for you-”, Liam’s voice broke of as he took in the both me
and Zac.
“What’s going on?”

Chapter Six
“What’s going on?” Liam repeated, glaring at Zac.
My head was hurting from trying to think of a good enough excuse. I was gonna tell
Liam that I wasn’t going to go out with him, ever, but it seemed mean for me to tell
him like this. I was just gonna explain my story when Zac beat me to it.
“I was just telling Kait about the stars. It’s for her science project” He added in that
deep velvet voice of his.
Liam screwed up his face as though he didn’t know what Zac had just said. Then his
anger disappeared and he came and gave me a hug that went on for too long. He
buried his face in my neck and inhaled my Chanel perfume.
“Hmmmm…you smell so good” He mumbled against my neck.
“Thanks” I pushed at his shoulder but he wouldn't budge.
Unexpectedly he was jerked back. Zac held Liam by the shoulders and looked into his
eyes. That dazed look I had seen before passed over Liam’s face but just as quickly it
vanished. Now Liam’s face held fear and he scampered away from Zac.
Zac stared at him running away, fast. When Liam was out of sight Zac turned towards
me. I backed away, frightened that I was going to be his next victim. Zac’s hard mask
fell away to reveal gentleness on his face. But that didn’t make him any less
dangerous.
“Go away, go away, go away, go away”, my mind chanted.
I hesitantly opened one eye to find that Zac was gone.

I ran down the stairs and re-entered the world of fiesta. Everything had remained just
the same as when I’d last saw it. I searched for Tom and found him in the kitchen
flirting with a guy I had never seen but who must’ve obviously been gay. Poor Joe, I
wondered but that was irrelevant at the moment. I marched over to where Tom stood.
“Hi. I’m Kait. Nice to meet you. Can I borrow Tom for a moment? Thanks.” I didn’t
wait for Tom’s ‘friend’ to reply and dragged Tom away.
“Hey!” Tom complained, “I was just gonna get his number but not anymore, thanks to
you.”
“We need to go” I said, ignoring Tom.
“ Now!?” Tom seemed astounded.
“Yes, NOW!” I shrieked at him.
“Ooooooh…What's got you're knickers in a twist?” Tom taunted me.
I glared at him, putting as much menace as I could into it. Tom must’ve got the
message because he had a worried look on his face.
“Lemme just get my coat and say goodbye, ok?” Tom asked me.
I nodded in agreement and he left to retrieve his jacket.
I stood alone, surrounded by a tidal of people. I was starting to feel out of place. I
always got invited to these kind of things and it never got better each time I went. But
this time had to be the worst.
As I was just standing around, I sensed a figure behind me. Thinking it was Tom I
spun around. But I was mistaken. It was Jack. Fabulous; just what I needed.

“So you made it Kait.”

“I said I’d come, didn’t I?” I knew I sounded pissed but he was annoying me with his
constant interrogation.
He raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything about it.
“So, you enjoying it?”
I didn’t want to let on that I was leaving so I said “Yeah. It’s grea-”
I got cut off my Tom, who chose that moment to come back. I shot him a please-
don’t-mention-anything-about-leaving-the-party-to-Jack look.
“Hey Kait, I’m ready. Let’s go” Tom seemed oblivious to the anxiety in my eyes. I
knew it was too much to hope for. “Oh, hey Jack!” Tom had a massive crush on Jack
but it was not meant to be, bearing in mind Jack dated girls and not boys.
“Hey.”, Jack spoke absently to Tom, “Are you leaving?!” This he directed at me.
“Umm…yeah. I got some work to finish off. ”
“It’s first day back. They don’t give you work on the first day.” Jack smiled as though
he had just won the lottery, which he didn’t need to because he was uber rich.
I rolled my eyes as though he’d said the dumbest thing in the world, which he totally
hadn’t.
“Advanced Placement classes always get loads of homework.” Technically this
wasn’t a lie. They did get loads of homework. Just not on the first day.
“Oh”, Jack blinked, “Then how ’bout a quick dance?”
Beside me Tom squealed but covered it up with a cough when Jack gave him a
suspicious look.
“I can’t”, I sighed apologetically, “Maybe next time? Oh, look. There’s Lea!”
Lea was dressed in a short, pale pink dress that should’ve been illegal. She was
looking at us in perplexity, not realising that her boyfriend was hitting on another girl
right in front of her eyes. Nothing new there.
“Lea, over here!” I waved at her.
She walked over as though she was surprised to be at the party.
“Hey Kait. Hey Tom.” She just stared at us like she’d lost the will to speak.
“So…Jack was telling me about how he was just gonna ask you to dance, ’cos you
look like an angel” I flattered her.
“I do?” she asked Jack, with wide bambi eyes filled with adoration.
Jack glared at her first, as if she’d just interrupted a romantic dinner between the two
of us, but then smiled as his gaze dropped lower to her chest.
God, he was such a pervert.
“Yeah,” he leered, “a really hot angel.”
She giggled, completely ignorant to his gaze, and tilted her head up to kiss him. As
the two of them devoured each other, me and Tom discreetly left the party. But it
wasn’t over yet. I knew Tom had billions of questions to ask and I had no idea what in
hell to tell him.

Chapter Seven
After ten minutes of driving in the car in silence, Tom turned on me and started his
interrogation.
“Why were you so desperate to leave the party? Did something happen? Ohmygod!
Did Liam try to force himself on you? I always knew he was an asshole!” As Tom
took in a deep breath I launched in to answer his questions.
“I was feeling sick, nothing happened, no, Liam did not try to rape me and yes he is
an asshole-a dumb one at that.” I shut my mouth up and sat back closing my eyes.
When I opened them I saw Tom gawping at me. His moth opened and closed
repeatedly. Finally his gawping turned to a glare.
“Are you telling me that you made me leave the greatest party in the whole school
year because you were feeling sick?!” His jaw clenched.
“Yeah,” I sighed, “Care more about a party than your best friend’s welfare, why don’t
you?”
“C’mon Kait, you know that’s not true. I’m always interested in your wellbeing, just
not when I am this close to scoring a guy.” Tom pinched two of his fingers together.
I didn’t reply and looked out of the window, into the dark night. After a few more
seconds of quiet, Tom broke the silence.
“You know Kait, sometimes I worry about you”, he shook his head.
Sometimes I worry about me too.

When Tom dropped me of home, I raced up to my bedroom and stripped of my

clothes and make up. I put on my pyjamas and jumped into bed. Now I could process
all the events of today in my mind. I ran over my thought, lingering on the moment
where Zac cupped my chin and when he scared away Liam. What was that all about.
Liam looked as if he were about to cry and that was something I had never seen him
do even when he was thoroughly beaten up. How could one look form Zac frighten
him? And how could he disappear like that? It just wasn’t natural. My mind hurt and
despite my fear of Zac I still wanted his hands back on my face. I closed my eyes and
fell into a deep sleep, forgetting about everything except Zac.

I woke up in the morning with a killer headache. My head was pounding but it didn’t
feel hot. I got out of bed and jumped into the shower. Five minutes later I was dressed
and ready to eat. As I made my way downstairs I couldn’t help but recall the events of
last night. My brain was going to explode from thinking too hard. I walked into the
kitchen to find my mum already dressed for work and eating breakfast. It was only me
and my mum living in our three bedroom house. My mum got married at the age of
seventeen and a year later I was born. When my dad found out she was pregnant he
left mum and ran away with his assistant. Mum was heart broken and didn’t know
what to do. Her family disowned her for getting married at such a young age and she
had no siblings to ask for help. Gradually mum got over dad and she took up a local
job and when she had enough money she went to college and got a degree in business
and politics. Then my mum got accepted into a TV Firm where she’s an assistant to
Luke Hamilton, the guy who owns Worldwide News. I think there’s a thing going on
between her and Luke but I’m not sure. Yet. It’s a pretty big company to work for and
mum’s usually busy but she earns a reasonable amount to support the both of us. My
mum is gorgeous with long dark brown hair and green eyes the exact shade of mine.
Her skin is all creamy and flawless even though she’s thirty five, which is not that
old. Mum says that I have her features and dads hair, but I’ve never met my dad so I’ll
never know. I’m not even sure I want to.
“Good morning Kait. Did you have a nice time yesterday night?” Mum asks me in her
husky voice.
“Yeah, it was great!” I plastered a fake smile onto my face and started pouring cereal
and milk into a bowl.

CHAPTER SEVEN IS NOT

FINISHED!!!!!!