You were the daughter of two wealthy workers who were within the Soren Incorporated work force. Your mother was a secretary and your father was a manager. They both worked under Mr. Soren and thus had been invited to his and his wife’s annual Christmas party. You had been drug along as their plus one since they didn’t trust you to be home alone anymore.

The party was like every other stuck up, rich person party your parents’ had drug you to. Just a bunch of adults in suits and dresses surrounded by alcohol and food that was definitely too small to be normal. Unimpressed laughter, boring conversations, and many awkward silences. You were stuck. You decided to go over to the food table to grab some punch and maybe some cheese. You watched the party from afar, expecting the most boring night of your life.

But of course, the night had other plans. As you stood by the table, you heard the most annoyed, arrogant voice coming up to you, “Of course you’re here…” Caine Soren, aka the most stuck up, irritating student at Coates Academy. He narrowed his brown eyes at you, clearly judging you as you stood there.