Ruby Adams, the notorious daughter of the American president, is sent to a strict catholic school in Rome in an attempt to change her ways. . With the loss of her twin brother, will she survive? When she gets there, she encounters a lot of typical issues such as homosexuality, bullying, racism and suicide and perhaps.... A forbidden affair with her English teacher..... Who happens to be a priest in the making.

30 Days in Rome

"The World War II occurred in September 1st 1939 to 2nd September 1945" 


My history teacher went on and on about what happened in the world war but I couldn't be bothered. Why should I be? I wasn't there. 


I looked out the window and focused my attention somewhere else. All the noise seemed to disappear in an instant. It was like I was in between reality and my imagination. Class is boring and all I could think about is when I would see Mr. Henderson privately again 


I would do anything to see him laugh, to have Personal conversations, to have him talk to me. Only me. I love it when he fixed his attention on me like I was all that mattered. 


I was stuck in my daydream till I felt something hit my head 


Jomar grinned. He was sitting beside me so I had no doubt that he was the culprit. 


"What's got your head stuck in the clouds?" 


 Did I have a crush on John? I think I do. Although, I feel it is more than that 


"Aww Ruby. You should have confessed a long time ago. I feel the same way too" 


When the bell rang, I was more than happy to pack up my things in a hurry to leave 


“When are we studying again?" he asked me 


"Uhhh..." I contemplated on my timing "How about today after school?" 


"Sure. I have football practice so I will meet you at 5 in the library" 


I left class and walked down the corridor with the aim to get my books for my next class. I opened up my locker and prepared all the necessary things I needed. 


From the right corner of my eye I saw Cindy and Mr. Henderson talking. Not just casually but in the type of way familiar people did. Her mini skirt flowed slightly. I could spot her cherry red lips from miles away. She played with her hair and she shamelessly flirted with him. John put his hands in his pockets and smiled. He looked genuinely interested in the conversation. 


I saw his relaxed features. She pushed him jokingly and laughed as if he was comedian of the year. 


My heart clenched on my insult boiled at the sight of them. What could they possibly be talking about? They obviously have nothing in common. He's not even supposed to be talking to her. She's a spoilt obsessive brat 


The fact that they were talking wasn't the problem, it’s the fact that they look so comfortable. It looked as if they had a bond. A bond I thought only John and I could share 


"Hey babe" Annabelle’s voice sounded from behind "Whatcha looking a….." 


Was I? Of course I am. What else could describe the rage building up inside me? 


"They're just having a conversation babe" 


 "Doesn't look like it to me. Why are they so close to each other?: 


Before I could respond, I saw something that made matters a thousand times worse. Cindy tip toed and whispered something in his ear. He chuckled. She winked at him then walked away. He laughed, shook his head then walked away as well. 


"See" Annabelle said "The discussion is over. Nothing to worry about" 


What secrets could they share that requires whispering? Did they go alt night like we did? Did he take her to the same place he took me? What if I wasn't special after all? What if he had been lying all along? All these and many other thoughts filled my mind 


Chapter 23