All Chapters of Fearless: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

1 year ago                            It was their one year anniversary today. James and Aurora, the school's 'it' couple were celebrating it with a surprise date planned by James.                             She was flustered and nervous. The boy she loved would be knocking on her front door any moment.                             Love. She really did love him but hadn't figured out how to tell him. She'd known for a few months but could never find the right words to say.                             She was worried he wouldn't

Let me tell you something, mum was not happy. She said that if she ever saw James again that he'd no longer have his manhood. My mum's scary, I know.                    On the plus side she's making a chocolate cake for me to make me feel better — she really is the best.                    I didn't get any homework today, hallelujah, so I just relaxed until eight. By that I mean I slept, don't judge me today was emotionally draining so I deserved that sleep.                    "Aurora," I hear my mother call, "your friends are here, come down sweetie."                    Groaning to myself, I hop out of bed and fix my hair before making my way to the living room. "Hey guys," I say to my friends, wh

As predicted most of the school already knows about mine and James' breakup. Gossip really does travel fast; it's not even been twenty-four hours yet.                    I ignore everyone's questioning glances as well as the people who vocalise their questions. The reason so many people are curious about the whole ordeal is because James and I were sort of the 'it' couple at school. This is because of how long we'd been together and us both being popular, him more so than me, helped too.                    I force myself to pay attention in lessons and not on everyone who is making theories about the reason for our breakup. Honestly, why can't everyone mind their own goddamn business and leave me alone?                    Luckily because my mind is so preoccupied, time flie

I get up but as soon as I do a wave of nausea hits me, forcing me to run to the nearest available bathroom to throw up for the first time tonight. I wash my mouth out thoroughly and exit the bathroom that is currently covered in urine, alcohol and vomit — the latter being caused by myself. Since the air is quite stuffy inside, I begin to make my way outside to cool down and to hopefully not throw up again.                           I step outside, the cold air nipping at my exposed skin. I already feel better, fresh air really helps. I feel a shiver run down my spine but I pay it no heed as I continue to walk down the patio, tripping now and then due to the amount of alcohol I've consumed, until I walk into a hard wall. Ouch. Since when does Jordan have a random wall in the middle of his garden anyway? Who does that? Is an artistic statement or something?      &nbs

"So tell me about yourself," Wyatt says, trying to make small talk to fill the deafening silence.                          It's my fault that we're not talking, my shyness has kicked in. Now that I'm over the initial shock of the situation I can't help but hide away. I don't know him and that makes me uncomfortable. I don't know what to say or how to act, god I hate this. Stupid shy me, I'm making things awkward as hell.                           I don't reply and Wyatt sighs. "I get it, you're probably not that comfortable around someone you don't know but it's not like I'm interrogating you or anything. It's quite strange actually, when you're drunk you're definitely not shy, in fact, you're the opposite. Now though you're as quiet as a mouse." He laughs a little and I glare at him. It's not like I can help