Jay's POV
London was colder than I thought it would be. The kind of cold that doesn't just touch your skin but crawl on it.I stood in front of St Collette's Academy with my bag beside me and my heart beating too loud in my chest. This was it a new beginning .
The building was huge and old, covered in vines. Everybody walking together like the belonged .I tried to act calm, like I wasn't the new girl who had run away from her own story , Nope that's an understatement my life but the truth was I felt small. This was supposed to be a fresh start, a place where no one knew Jasper Jean Mariano or the things I left behind in Section E.
I took a deep breath. "You can do this," I whispered to myself. "No fights. No crying. No Keifer."
Even saying his name in my head hurt a little.
Percy, carried all my books but still managed to look relaxed. "Baby sistah, this school looks boring," he said, frowning at the gray walls. "If I have to walk through this every day, I'd die from lack of style."
I laughed, shaking my head. "You're not the one studying here."
"Still, too small for me,"he said stubbornly "Our apartment's small too—can't believe I let you drag me into a a 'fake gags' shoe box."
I rolled my eyes. That "shoebox" was actually a luxury apartment with big windows, soft couches, and a city view. But Percy loved to complain—it was his love language. And honestly, his nonsense helped me feel less nervous.
When he finally left to deal with some "important call" that probably wasn't important at all, I walked into campus alone. My stomach twisted. I looked around, hoping to spot a friendly face, but everyone seemed busy.
Then I heard a cheerful voice. "Hi! You must be new. I'm Mia."
She had bright brown eyes and carried too many books. She smiled so easily it made me feel lighter right away.
"Yeah, hi ," I said. "Jasper Jean mar- you know what call me Jay."
"Well then, Jay, welcome to St Colletes! Don't worry, everyone gets lost their first day. Even me, and I've been here a year."
She talked fast but warm like we've been friends since forever, and I liked that. Mia guided me through the hallways, pointing at classrooms, the cafeteria, and the quiet garden at the back. I smiled and nodded, but my thoughts drifted, back to the guy I tried to forget.
I remembered the way Keifer's voice would sound when he was angry, always trying to control everything but somehow making me feel safe. I remembered the fights, the teasing, and the moments when he'd protect me without thinking twice. And then—the last look he gave me before I left. That mix of regret and something like love.
I didn't want to admit but I still love you Mark Keifer Watson but I hate as much
Now, miles away from him, I told myself I didn't care anymore. But every time the wind hit my face, it felt like a whisper of his name. Keifer.
Later that night, after registering my classes and unpacking with Percy complaining in the background about how "the bed isn't soft enough for his beauty rest," I sat by the window. London lights stretched out below us, glowing against the dark sky.
Everything was new—new school, new city, new people. But my heart still carried him. The boy I should hate but can't.
I pressed my hand to the cold glass and whispered, "I'll be fine without you, Keifer."
But deep down, I knew I was lying
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