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The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND SEVENTEEN
NORAA Month LaterI haven’t even applied to any college. It’s been a month of me constantly locking myself in my room, each time I go out only happening because I need to take my meals. My life has been upside down. A month of heavy changes in our family— my father no longer being the prime minister, my mother still forming enmity with us and her children. And above all, Jordan still not wanting to see me. Or should I say I don’t even know his whereabouts? Theodore kept checking up on me, not understanding I don’t want him here, not anywhere close to me. I don’t want to see anybody. I have tried chasing him off but he won’t leave. I know it’s Liam’s handiwork, thinking Theodore can get me to leave the walls of my room. He's a good guy though. He's not considering my behavior though I am trying to change towards him. If I don't want to remain a loner.Over the month, I went to the jail to check on my father and unlike what I expected of him, he didn’t chase me away. I told him o
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN
NORA‘He’s leaving the country.’ Early in the next morning after I barely managed to sleep, the text woke me up. I don’t step out of the house without taking my bath but it was so tempting to do it for the first time. What stopped me was the bad smell drifting from me that would discourage Jordan even if he eventually decide to take me back. I took my bath but it was snappy, the shortest I have ever spent inside the bathroom. I didn’t get to make choices from my closet. I opted for the first one my hand reached. I knew first impression was everything but this wasn’t the first time Jordan would see me and then, I still remember him telling me how beautiful I look even without trying. “Where to?” It caught me by surprise that Liam was at home then it dawned on me it's Saturday. I wanted to turn around and just go back to my room but it's more scary not trying.“Jordan’s.” I responded. I waited for him to stop me from moving or even go as far as locking the door. I won't put it p
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND NINETEEN
JORDANAfter the night spent with Nora two days ago, I told her we should schedule our next meeting for when I have spoken with my mother. I want to introduce them to each other. I want my mother to see the girl that captured my heart. My mother and her boyfriend are somewhere around New York, and ever since she told me of their address, I never had the chance to visit them. Until now. The taste of calling him my mother’s boyfriend remained bitter on my lips. They better get married, being her husband would make far more better meaning. “You didn’t tell me beforehand you’re coming.” Was the first thing my mother said when she saw me at her doorstep. It’s a rented apartment meanwhile she gave me an owned bigger one, bought in my name. Where would I have been by now? At my friends’. Embarrassing. “You want me to go back?” I carefully asked before stepping insude. She shook her head and let me in. She walked me around the house and the only impressive thing about it was the big
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND TWENTY
NORA {College, Three Years Later} Stony Brook University. Just the asignsment alone drives me crazy. I don’t have a choice. I became pretty much popular after my father’s scandal three years ago and luckily, people didn’t treat me bad because of that. Instead, they placed burdens on my shoulders. No events comes without me been among its planners, and you don’t speak of the teachers’ favorite without including me. I never thought I was going to experience such privilege in my life, even though it was so exhausting. Somehow, I have managed through three of my years here, left with just one year and I am free.The fact that mostly half of the school would miss me not enough to encourage me to fail my last exam, and lag behind just to continue staying with them. “How are you able to read and write in such a noisy atmosphere as this?” When my roommate, Alice, came in, that was the first thing she asked me. “The fear of failure kept me going. Then again…” I hit my pen in between m
The Bad Boy's Lottery EPILOGUE
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The Bad Boy's Lottery PROLOGUE
PROLOGUE NORAI was fully ready to embrace the changes that comes with the special new age I would be clocking in days to come. Having attracted tons of friends with my title of being the prime minister’s daughter, countless of them are always at my beck and call to paint the city red. Even though I am nothing but a nerdy youngster excited over what would mark her sixteenth year on earth, my parents are fully aware I won’t be taking any less of a birthday celebration. But lo and behold, it was a day to never have been awaited.It was a day from hell. An apocalyptic day, a calamitous day, a day so awful it should have never existed. The universe must have conspired against me, because everything that could go wrong, did go wrong. I lay on my stomach, eyes trained on the clock, willing the minutes to go by faster. Every second that ticked by felt like an eternity, as I counted down to the moment when the clock would strike twelve. I could feel my heart racing in my chest, and my palm
The Bad Boy's Lottery ONE
One Year LaterNORAGross. As I got out of the car, I could feel the weight of the world pressing down on me. The other students were watching me, their stares making me feel exposed and raw. I could feel the car door slam behind me, and I knew that there was no turning back. I was alone now, facing the school that I hated so much. I took a deep breath and steeled myself for what was to come. And without the need of a soothsayer, I knew I was going to have a bad day. “This way.” The command came from somewhere behind me, and I turned, startled. I glanced up at the tall figure beside me. His dark hair was tousled, and his eyes sparkled with mischief. He offered me a crooked smile, and held out his hand. "I can show you the way to class, if you want.” he said.I hesitated, feeling unsure of what to do. Slowly, I glanced at my wristwatch through the corner of my eyes and almost gasped at how much time had gone. Snapping my head back towards him, I took a leap of faith, and placed my ha
The Bad Boy's Lottery TWO
NORA I groaned as I shuffled down the street, my shoulders hunched and my steps hesitant. The two paper bags of pepperoni pizza in my hands felt like lead weights, and I could feel my back aching from the strain. With each step, I felt myself getting more and more frustrated, cursing myself for making such a stupid decision. Unable to help it, I smacked my hand against my forehead in frustration, wondering how I had gotten myself into this situation. All I wanted was a nice, relaxing night after such a hectic day at school but here I am, delivering pizza to the school’s bad boy- Jordan Hill- who has remained stuck at our threshold, refusing to leave until I get him his cravings in the form of a pizza. “A punishment for daring to lock me up in a classroom, an empty one at that.” He had said and I remembered having no choice than to give in. Not wanting the ‘ I miss you’ word to escalate into something I’d rather not imagine, I had to bolt out of the classroom and lock him up.“Here
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