Chapter 29

Brielle's POV

I couldn't stop thinking about last night. I couldn't sleep as I kept thinking about the kiss and Blake. I had my first kiss. I didn't understand how I felt about it. I was trying to figure it out. But I must admit that it felt magical kissing Blake. I felt sparks when our lips touched. We took one step into our relationship. Did that mean I was willing to give it a go? I was still uncertain. It is too soon to make that kind of decision.

I was distracted during breakfast. I didn't realize that the milk was overflowing in the cereal bowl. I heard my grandmother calling out to me and bringing me back to my senses.

" Dear. What are you thinking about so deeply? You are about to swim in milk," she says jokingly. I noticed the large puddle on the counter that had become the spilled milk.

" Shit!" I mumbled under my breath, so my grandmother wouldn't hear me swear. " It's nothing, grandmother. I was just thinking about an assignment I have to hand in today," I lied, not entirely. She went on with knitting while watching some shows on the TV. I went to the sink and picked up a rag to wipe the counter. I carefully wiped all the milk away.

Once I was down, I sat down to eat, but the cereal was now soggy. I ate it anyway and it was not bad. Once I was done, I put my dish in the sink and ran back to my room to take my things to leave for school. I caught my reflection in the mirror. I let my hair down, and I had no makeup on my face. I looked down at my outfit. I was wearing a hoodie, jeans and sneakers. Suddenly, I was feeling insecure about what I was wearing. I usually never care as long as it's comfortable.

But now I was thinking that it wasn't pretty enough, and I didn't give in any effort. I was thinking about whether Blake would like it or not. So many things are out of my character. My cheeks went red as I thought about Blake. I don't think I will look at him the same after the kiss.

Even the embarrassing moment that happened while we were kissing. He got hard, I think. I felt it and I didn't know what to do. When he panicked, I wanted to tell him it was okay. It happened. No one can control their hormones. I was feeling euphoric as well. As if the world we know disappeared, and we were in another dimension. I had never felt that way before.

I took my bag and went downstairs. I went over to my grandmother, wrapped my arms around her shoulders and kissed her on the cheek.

"See you later grandmother," I said softly.

" See you later dear. Have a good day alright," she says, and I let go of her and left. When I got to school, I couldn't help but look around for Blake. He was nowhere to be seen. He must have not arrived yet, or he would have come to see me. I feel like I have gotten used to his presence. I was expecting him to come to fetch me home, but he didn't. Maybe he is busy somewhere.

I was early, so school had not started. People were sitting with their friends and chatting. I had no friends, so I sat in the back seat and listened to music. Soon the school bell rang and everyone sat in their seats, but Blake was not there yet. I glanced around the room, hoping to see him somewhere. I started to get worried.

I was overthinking. Maybe he is avoiding me after the kiss. But when he dropped me off yesterday, there was no tension and both of us were not awkward. I did not understand, and it was beginning to drive me crazy. The class went by in a blur. I looked at my phone the whole time thinking that he'd call or send a message, but nothing. During lunchtime, I couldn't eat. I had no appetite. It was the first time his absence had affected me.

I recalled the time he told me about Mates. The bond between us makes us each other's chosen ones. I didn't believe it. Honestly, I still don't believe in it, but I can't deny that I am starting to feel something for him. I think about him constantly, and it is not like me to think about anyone for that long but myself. My heart beats irregularly at the sight of him. I don't know if it's skipping a beat or if there is something wrong with me. I don't know anything about love, but I know that I like him. Maybe it's because he is the only person who decided to get close to me and wants to befriend me.

I never thought that a handsome boy like Blake would look at me, let alone notice me. He affects me in more ways than one. I sighed and ended up throwing the sandwich in the trash and ended up sitting on the bleachers for some fresh air. It was starting to feel stuffy inside. I sat there and got some sunlight. I'm always indoors, so it is good to get some vitamin D.

I didn't notice that someone had joined me, since I was lost in thought.

" Why are you sitting here all alone? It seems like your boy Blake is nowhere to be found today," came a voice from beside me. I followed the choice and looked at the person talking. He was looking ahead so I could see his side profile. He was an unfamiliar guy who was wearing glasses and wavy brown, a sharp straight nose, and thin lips.

I was confused for a second, and then he turned to look at me. I could see his full face and those striking blue eyes. Yet I don't know who he is or what he wants.

" Sorry, that was rude of me." He smiled and reached out his hand for me to shake. " My name is Julian Carlisle," he said, introducing himself. I still didn't know what to say to him. I looked at his hand back at his face, alarmed by him.

There was an unsettling tension between us. Reluctantly, I gave him my hand. When he grabbed my hand, I felt the coldness of his. It was as cold as your eyes. It was quick, but I saw his eyes change to red from blue. I swallowed, scared to ask or talk. I tried to pull my hand away, unable to stand how cold it was, but he wouldn't budge.

" Y-Your hand is cold," I told him, and he let my hand go like I burned him. I took my hand back and rubbed my hands together to warm up. He is crazily cold. I'm sure he is not human, because a human can't be cold like that.

" My bad. I forgot you are human now," he says, confusing me more. What did he even mean by that? I couldn't help, but his presence made me feel uneasy. I wanted to leave, but I wasn't going to make the first move, so I hope he left instead. I wanted Blake to be by my side so badly. Then this creep wouldn't have taken the liberty to approach me.