CHAPTER FIFTEEN
FREYA’S POV
I glanced at the mirror, a replica of my face staring back at me. Okay. Three weeks since the cute boy in my class arrived and it’s exactly been three weeks since he said anything to me. Nikolai Petrov had easily become the most popular boy in Ethics 101. With a sharp jawline. Striking hazel eyes and a smile that would sweep the world off its knees, Nikolai was bound to be the center of attention. I’d never cared about things like hot guys and how I look before. No, all I cared was acing my tests, spending time with family and perfecting my shooting skills.
“Crap. I’m late for Analytical chemistry class,” Lizzy, my roommate and best friend said, heading for door only to stop, “Are you wearing make-up?”
“No, I’m not,” The denial was quick on my tongue.
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