DAUNTLESS

ZERO

"You have to get out of here Waqui—"

"Why? Is there something wrong? Why are you breathing heavily—"

"Baby, baby listen to me. You have to get out of here, go somewhere safe okay? And never ever trust anyone"

It was a cold rainy night when my mother woke me up from my deep slumber saying things I couldn't comprehend due to young age. She told me to escape, go somewhere far, somewhere secluded where no one would ever recognize me. She told me not to trust anyone for they can be anything other than being a human. That night I didn't know what she was talking about, not until I saw her being slaughtered in front of my very own eyes. A dog—no not a dog, it was a giant wolf with red eyes. It was growling to my mother, fur as black as the night cover it's entire existence as he killed her brutally.

I remembered covering my quivering lips with my wet palms as I tried to not make a single sound that would announced my presence, my heart pounding rapidly I was worried it would burst out of my ribcage. I was scared—terrified even, what if the wolf found me? Am I going to end up dead like my mother?

Mother—my beautiful mother, as tears continued to stream down my face I looked at her bathing in her own blood, tears strained her pale cheeks as she mumbled something that I understood.

"Run. Waqui."

I jolted up in my bed tear strained my cheeks and my lips quivering as I breath heavily. That nightmare never fails to make me feel like s**t everytime I awoke from it, after six months that dream still feels so surreal, like it just happened yesterday. I roam my eyes at the interior of my flat until I fixed my gaze onto my slightly opened curtain which causes the sunlight to enter the room. So that's why I feel a faint burning sensation at my feet.

Heaving a sigh, I stood up and made myself some breakfast—well If you can consider coffee and bread breakfast—and get ready to again enter the school facility. I just wished that Jordan's friend is now present so he can stop on annoying me. I know that it's just two subjects but still, it's hella annoying.

"Morning Waqui! Oh my goodness you look so good today!"

Do you know what's annoying me aside from his constant telling me to be his friend? It's his exaggerated compliments. I mean—I'm not bragging but I've heard countless of compliments before and I know I look good but his compliments are over to the top you know, not to mention he's also a bit of a drama queen so, no—being his friend is out of the question.

"Hi Jordan, still the same as yesterday are we?"

"You're making it sound like it's a bad thing"

"Because it does."

"You wound me!"

See? He's always like that and all I can do is just shut up and endure all of his bullshit. See what I have to put up to? I didn't answer his statement and sat on my designated seat. I have to find a part-time job later because I'm running out of cash, maybe I can find a job on the bakery near my flat, or I can apply at the schools library so I don't have to worry about being late to school. Sigh, this situation is really pulling me over the edge, I wish it's now graduation so I can apply for a better job other than being a baker or librarian.

"Zero!"

Jordan stole my attention as he exclaimed, who's Zero? I trail my gaze to the door and saw a man—a breathtaking man. Green deep eyes that seem to take all of your senses, concrete jawline, defined cheekbones, hair as black as midnight and don't make me start on his aura. He has this exceeding aura that made the whole room stare at him not just in awe but also in submission—WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING?! DID I JUST CHECKED OUT A MAN?! A MAN?! AS LONG AS I'M CONCERNED YOU WAQUI DETERSON IS STRAIGHT AS AN ARROW! WHY THE HECK ARE YOU CHECKING HIM OUT?

I was about to divert my gaze when his eyes landed on me. Those deep green eyes really be doing it's job—stop it you fucker. I can tell that my expression right now represents confusion, are we having a starring contest now? Because trust me when I say it's getting creepy. After a few minutes of him standing at the door starring at me and me of course participating in that activity, Jordan here decided it's time to stop the show.

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you just gonna stand there?"

And like magic the man who I recalled calling breathtaking walked towards me. I thought he's taking the seat behind me but then he just stood there, in front of me starring into my soul—LIKE WHAT THE f**k IS HE DOING?! HELLO?! I KNOW YOU'RE HANDSOME—BEYOND HANDSOME EVEN BUT CAN YOU PLEASE STOP BEING CREEPY?!

"Excuse me, taking a seat instead of standing there looking like a creep would be nice."

"Who are you?"

My eyebrow automatically raised at his statement, is he hitting on me? We just met for f**k's sake why is he suddenly asking me for a name?

"Why do you want to know?"

"Answer me"

"Don't tell me what to do"

I can tell he's already pissed with how I answered him, he's not used to people disobeying him huh? Tss, typical spoiled brat who always gets what he wanted. Jordan was now situated in our side as he shifted his gaze to both of us. This is kind of entertaining, his bestfriend and the person he wants to befriend with exchanging heated sentiments.

"YOU don't tell me what to do, I'm asking you so learn to answer"

"I'm the one being ask so I get to choose if I will answer or not"

"You—"

"That's enough, we can't have you both fighting this early in the morning right? And look around you, you're being the subject of everyone's stares right now. So keep calm and just love me"

If looks could kill Jordan will be 6ft under the ground—12 if you add Zero's hard gaze which is also fixated on him. Zero was about to say something when our English professor entered the room causing the whole class to return their focus on the middle-aged man standing in front of the board.

"Mr. Hover, would you be as kind as to take your seat so we can finally start on today's lecture?"

Grunting, Zero took his seat behind me and continued to stare at my back the whole period causing me to feel uncomfortable. Is he that pissed that he can't take his eyes off me even for a second? I just wish he's not plotting my death right now because I still have so many things I want to achieve.