"This is ridiculous. What do you even see in her?"
barked Avery Dalton looking at her son, John Dalton, irritated, holding her high school rival's daughter's hands.
John turned his head sideways to glance at the girl, he was holding the hand of and knew only for a couple of days. He could never describe her beauty. It's just flawless and lit like the fire.
His eyes scanned her entire frame from her oval-shaped gorgeous face, her golden blonde hair falling on her delectable clavicle, her heaving nice sets of breasts, a flat abdomen, her ample shaped behind and the toned female legs.
To sum up, his eyes just had a journey of heaven, standing right beside him. He did not know what to say to his over arrogant mother eyeing daggers at them.
So he simply said," I see a lot of things.", once again looking up and down the feminine living body next to him.
"Oh my. Look at this overly hormonal boy eyeing my daughter like a piece of meat.", shrieked furious Electrica Staif.
Her husband, Walter trying to stop her from attacking the boy standing next to his only daughter.
"Stop holding me back Walter," Electrica screamed when Walter tightened his hold around her waist.
"You stop to scream bloody murder, Electrica, and stop addressing my son as some roadside pervert. " Avery fired back at her very old nemesis.
She never ever in her life thought that a time will come when she will have to face 'Electrica Witch' again.
"Did you not hear what your vulgar boy just said about my daughter. His dirty eyes eye raping her all that time. Wear your damn power glasses Apery ." Electrica countered back vehemently knowingly addressing Avery as 'Apery', a synonym to Ape.
"Like you birthed a saint daughter? Ask her the question. Ask her why she's still with my son?" Avery huffed from all the shouting.
Both the husbands of both the crazy mad, enemy of each other, women stood tirelessly by their side not being able to say a single syllable.
"Fine then. Why are you still standing beside him, Melan? Show that crazy stinky woman that you have nothing to do in this matter. " Electrica said to her daughter, grazing the drama before her in bored eyes.
Melan knew she never did anything her mother disliked. It even shocked her too why she was still standing beside this boy, who had charmed her, lit the candle of her dormant feminine core.
'He stood up on his ground. Maybe she should too.'
" Because I want to?" Melan said to her ferocious mother, being hold in one place by her poor father.
"What did you say?" Electrica narrowed her eyes.
"What did you even see in him? The excuse of a boy?"
she asked her very obedient daughter, not behaving like one at the moment.
Avery Dalton only smirked looking at the scene unfolding before her eyes.
She looked away from her mother's red face and lingered her eyes on the male specimen, standing beside her. He is the only boy who ever made her look back at a boy. He is just so handsome and pretty in her eyes. Maybe she was finally getting hormonal like her normal teenage friends.
"I don't know mom. Maybe I m getting hormonal or something but I just can't help it ok. I just like being near him." she completed saying in one breathe knowing her mother would interrupt her any moment.
" M E L A N "
Electrica Staif screamed her lungs out in the entire hall.
SO THAT WAS THE BLURB.
TELL ME GUYS IF YOU LIKED IT?
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
ANY IDEA OF THE STORY PLOT?
MAKE SURE TO VOTE IN THE CHAPTER AND PLEASE SUPPORT THIS BOOK.
I PROMISE IT GETS BETTER;)
Please switch to the pop-up to complete the payment.
This's an experimental test for reading assistance in case.
We highly recommend you to enjoy the beauty of the original words.