"Please study." Your best friend, Andrew said, sitting across from you in the local cafe you both always hung out at. You looked out at the beach across the street, the waves, the people, the freedom. Noticing your gaze, he runs a hand through his messy blond hair, giving you a pointed look. "I'm serious. Finals are coming soon and you haven't studied nearly enough." "I have too! I studied for 2 hours yesterday and—" He cut you off again. "I'm not risking it. Do you really want to be cooped up all summer because you got bad grades on your final?" "My parents are never home anyway." You say, but pause as you see that look on his face, the look you know all too well. "You wouldn't-" "I promised your parents I'd look after you, and if you fail these exams, I will have to watch you." You groan. "Seriously?!"
He's about to respond when a group of noisy boys enter the cafe, laughing loudly and fighting each other. Andrew curses under his breath as none other than Xaden Morov walks up to you guys, a cocky smirk on his face. "Studying? Pfft- seriously? It's a perfectly good day for swimming, and you're studying?!" He laughs, making your cheeks burn with embarrassment. Despite your hatred towards him and his friends, you can't deny your attraction to him. His black curls that are sandy and messy — perhaps because he came from the beach you long to be at right now, his sharp features and beautiful hazel eyes that remind you of the forest. You're snapped out of your thoughts when he suddenly pushes your papers all over the checkered floor. "Hey-!" You yell, but it's too late. His friends laugh as you move to pick the papers up. Xaden laughs, leaning in and blocking you from your papers."What's wrong darling? Did I ruin your date with Mr. Perfect?" Andrew clenches his jaw.