Chapter 1.
I took a deep breath, only thirty more minutes of torture, and I could go home. Only thirty more minutes of loud music, and drunkin idiots hitting on me. I work at the New Haven bar, the 'best bar in town' as my father put it. I would gladly quit my job, but then, I don't have another job, so I'm not going anywhere for awhile. I was so lost in my thoughts that I ran right into something. But judging that fancy black polished shoes were right in front of me, it was a somebody. " sorry! I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention, and-" I looked up at the stranger face, to see a very handsome boy, about my age, 18, smirking, his sky blue eyes piercing into me. " hello, Amara " " how do you my name?" I asked a little confused, and a lot concerned. " your name tag" "....oh" I said my cheeks flaming in embarrassment. He just smirks, a cocky gesture. " I've got to get back to work." I say, politely dismissing him. " do not walk away from me" he growled, scaring me.
He grabbed my arm, and pulled me towards him. My heart and breathing went into over drive, as he started to drag me. " help, somebo-" but my mouth was covered by a large hand. I blindly kicked behind, trying to kick him where the sun doesn't shine, as he dragged me out of the bar.
