Chapter 1

I woke up with a huge headache and decided not to go to classes today.

I stood up lazily from my bed and walked to the bathroom with quick footsteps, as the floor was cold enough, and the contact with my feet caused me a little chill throughout my body.

I made my siesta in the morning, I pulled a T-shirt and a pair of shorts on me and went to the kitchen because I was lying down. I made a large bowl of cereal milk and sat down on the couch, eating and by scrolling on the instagram.

I called Rebecca and told her to come to see me, knowing she did not go to college because she's more lazy than me.

**

We decided to go out with a new group of friends from Rebecca, who of course I do not agree because he is a both dubious and dangerous entourage.

We arrived at a café in the city center and sat at a table by the window. I was watching and watching the glass waiting for my order when I noticed a pretty face known in the crowd, and as she approached I was able to figure out who he was. It was him.

There were four pretty tall guys in the café with a fairly good physical construction. They were looking so reluctant for Rebecca. That made them a subtle sign with their hand and they came to our table. I could see how they steal a few and when I looked at him, I noticed a small grin in the corner of my mouth. I did not notice and apologized to go to the toilet. I could feel my burning gaze on my body as I removed myself from the table. I walked into the bathroom and looked furiously into the mirror, giving me a little water on my face. I arranged my hair a little and came back at the table.

I sat next to a blond and very sympathetic guy. I was totally beside their discussion so I noticed the name of the boy who stole my mind.

"As I noticed, no one gave any significance to the fact that I was nine here," I say a little nervous about the situation, and I could see her face smile even if she was head on the phone, "I am Leah," and I drink a cup of coffee.

"I am Dylan," says the blonde guy next to me and smiles at me.

"I'm Christian," says the guy who was next to Rebecca, "And he's David," he says, pointing to the other guy.

The one who stood in the phone and completely ignored what was happening was him.

"Josh" cried my girlfriend.He growls, him head upset from her phone.

"What is Rebecca?" He says, clenching his jaw. She looks ugly at him and makes a sign toward me.

"I'm Josh, nice to meet you"he says, smiling so adorably that I could see a small dank on his cheek.

I smiled back and moved my gaze, because it was already very embarrassing that I was staring at him. Lose my head down, shy, kind, of course, flushing my cheeks.

**

When I got home, I took a shower and started preparing for tonight because we all went out to a little pub. I put a towel in turban style, took my intimate linen on me and started to look through the closet to see what I can dress up for. I've chosen a red dress, a little over my knees and some black stiletto shoes. I dried my hair and then straightened it, I made a soft makeup applying a thin shadowy foundation and a red mattress, I took my dress and my shoes upstairs. I put the keys and the phone in a purse and waited for Rebecca's call to leave the house .

I have been waiting for some good minutes and I realize that I forgot to give my perfume so I run quickly in the bathroom and give me two puffs. I receive a message from Rebecca telling me that we are seeing in front of the pub and that Dylan will come to take me home.

**

The smell of a mixed drink with the tobacco invents my nostrils. I went to the bar with one of the boys, that's Josh. I gave a few shots on my throat, feeling the alcohol begin to work.

I fired it to the crowd and started dancing. Because of the alcohol, the shyness disappeared, I started to dance more and more sensual.I could see the smile on his face, believing that I really would be the victim he's gonna play tonight. I touched his chest, gently, feeling how he stumbles and retreats gently, smiling sweetly.

I went outside to take a big breath and walk through the street to sit on one of the banks of a park.

I hear voices a little farther from the bench I was sitting on, but because of the darkness I couldn't tell the faces of the two people. But that voice was very familiar to me.