WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS SEXUAL SCENES AND BEHAVIORS THAT MIGHT SEEM WEIRD TO OTHER PEOPLE SO IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED PLEASE AVOID THIS BOOK. BE WARNED THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE BOOK. "Do I make you wet, Catherine?" ★★★ She was the girl he never forget and he was the boy she couldn't remember. Catherine Meyer's life has been that of mystery, she couldn't remember anything from her childhood except for the ones she was told. At seventeen she was already living with an uncle she doesn't remember, when her uncle was transferred to New York she had to start at a new school. Her first day in Riverside High School was something she would always remember: She was claimed by a boy she doesn't even know, worst past is... She was attracted to him immediately she saw him.
Episode 1
Catherine's POV:
I fixed my shoes and grabbed my bag from the bed. I walked towards the door and took a deep breath. My uncle was transferred to New York last week and I got transferred to Riverside high school too. It was my first day in school and I was already getting anxious.
I closed my eyes and inhaled then exhaled harshly.
You can do this Cat, you can do it.
I opened my eyes and unlocked the door. Standing in front of my door was aunt Vivian, my uncle's wife. She glared at me and stepped away from my reach.
She never liked me,and to be honest I never liked her either.
Maybe at some point I did love her but as time passed when I got a glimpse of the real her I hated myself for liking her.
"What are you staring at? It is 8:10am, your first day in school and you're late!" She yelled at me, her hand swinging towards me. I started running down the stairs, I jumped the stairs and quickly rushed to the door.
"You better come back immediately after school, you have to wash my hair." I heard her say that but I ignored her and ran out of the house.
When I got to the street ten blocks away from my uncle's house I sighed softly.
Few minutes later I walked through the school gate and gasped when I saw the garage, everywhere was filled up with cars.
I thought this is a high school, why are these cars needed?
I glanced around the compound while walking towards the main building. The school was nothing like my old school, my old school was average but my new school looked like a castle.
Why will uncle Morris send me to a school like this?
He doesn't care, he sees me as a burden in his life. I'm just grateful that he hasn't thrown me out yet.
When I got to the main building, I wasted five minutes searching for the principal's office. As soon as I found it, I walked inside the office.
"Good morning, Sir." I greeted, the man looked up from his computer and nodded his head.
"A transferred student, Catherine Meyers." I introduced myself, the principal stood up from his chair and smiled widely at me.
"It's so nice to have you here with us, Miss Meyers."
***
I walked out of the principal's office and glanced down at my uniform, a short yoke skirt and a white shirt with a black red tie and a black jacket.
More beautiful than my previous school uniform.
I glanced down at the map in my hand and started walking to the direction of my classroom.
I walked through the door and noticed the teacher's voice dead down, raising my head up and I could see the students watching me. I quickly looked down and fixed my eyes on the ground.
"Miss Meyers, please find a seat for yourself." The teacher said, I nodded and quickly glanced around the room, I saw a vacant seat and quietly sat down on it. I unzipped my backpack and brought out a book and a pen then zipped it back and placed it at the back of my chair.
"Hi," a voice whispered to me, I glanced around and my eyes came in contact with that of a brunette. Pointed nose and full pink lips.
She looked so beautiful.
"Hi," I responded.
"I am Talia, Talia Scott. What is your name?"
"Catherine Meyers,"
"Well Catherine, nice to meet you." I nodded my head and turned back to face the teacher whose eyes were fixed on me and Talia.
"Miss Meyers, I don't tolerate tardiness in my class." She reprimanded me, I blushed and nodded my head.
First day in school and the teacher was already reprimanding me. This will be a whole lotta ride.
Another person walked inside the class and I heard the students gasping, I turned around to see what they saw.
Two teenage boys walked inside the class like they own the school, they were both...oh shit! Both dead handsome, I couldn't even look away from them, especially the first one, he had a rough look to himself, his hair was wild and he carried himself like a king.
When I was about to look away he raised his head up and his eyes met mine.
I gasped and my face heated up, I looked away and cursed myself inwardly.
He saw me staring at him, shit!
I slowly looked back and our eyes met again, he was still watching me.
Oh God.
Talia pinched my thigh and I whipped my head around to face her.
"Don't." She whispered.
"What?"
"Don't look at him, don't give yourself away."
"I don't understand what you are saying, don't look at who?" I asked frustratedly.
"Don't look at Ace, you'll be sorry if you grab his attention." She whispered.
Ace.
So his name is Ace.
"I wasn't looking," I lied, Talia shrugged casually and bit on her own.
"They are of no good, Ace and Liam. Stay away from them."
Our English class ended and Talia grabbed her backpack.
"Which class do you have next?" She inquired.
"Chemistry practical,"
"The next one hour is ours, come let me show you around,"
I grabbed my backpack and joined Talia and the other students walking out of the class.
"So this is the football field, Riverside high school is very good." Talia said as we pass the football field, she had shown me the basketball court, the swimming pool and the cafeteria.
The school was amazing, I have never seen anything like that before.
"I felt pressed, I needed to pee."
"Oh shit! Quickly go to the restroom before anyone comes, it is the boys restroom." She said and nudged me ahead. I practically ran to the bathroom and slammed the door shut, after easing myself a soft sigh left my lips.
I stood up from the toilet seat and walked towards the basin to wash my hands. When I worked out of the restroom I saw Ace standing in a corner, a few steps from me.
My heart skipped and started beating fast.
When he noticed my presence, he started walking towards me.
He stood in front of me and grabbed me by my neck.
I gasped and grabbed his hand, trying to remove it from my neck.
"You are for me!" He sneered.
I'm for him?
****
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