Nina “What happened?” Enzo asked as he ran up to me. He looked down at Justin, then back at me with a concerned expression on his face. Justin groaned and stood. “Justin can’t get it through his head that I’m done,” I said, still holding my wrist where he grabbed it. “At this point, it’s just assa
Enzo Nina’s confession hit me like a ton of bricks. As soon as she described what she saw, I was reminded of a conversation I had with the dean the day prior… The dean called me to her office to tell me something urgent. I was there in mere moments; having the ability to teleport was one of the w
Nina The morning after my motorcycle ride with Enzo, I woke up to dozens of Twitter notifications. Still blinking the sleep out of my eyes, I scrunched up my eyebrows as I opened my phone and started to read all of the notifications. “Wowwww @ninaharp1, alone time with Enzo, huh?” “Enzo must be j
The other students started whispering amongst themselves. Lisa, pleased with herself, stomped off to sit back with her gaggle of bitchy friends. … After the lecture, I was the first to leave the room so I could get ahead of Lisa and her minions. Thankfully, I ran into Lori in the quad, who seemed
Nina I woke up the next morning feeling slightly more rested than the day before, although my eyes still burned from crying so much last night. I dragged myself out of bed, and after a shower and some coffee, I felt much better. I still avoided looking at my phone just in case there was more outra
Enzo Nina’s eyes widened when I finally told her the truth. “No,” she said, pacing back and forth and rubbing her head. “This isn’t real. Werewolves aren’t real. Talking skeletons are not real!” I sighed and stood, walking over to her. “Look,” I said, pulling aside the torn fabric of my jeans to
Nina I didn’t want to believe Enzo. I couldn’t believe Enzo! Werewolves? Talking skeletons? None of that was real. Surely this was all a daydream or a hallucination. I just needed to get home, sleep, and destress. A good night of sleep and a hot shower would make me feel better and I would realize
Nina Enzo skated over to the edge of the rink, gesturing for me to come. I felt strangely magnetized to him and walked over to meet him at the railing, which he leaned on. As he leaned and gazed at me with his shining brown eyes, I felt my heart skip a beat. “Skate with me,” he said, his voice a l