Loathing You

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Adaline Emery is mine. Her mind. Her face. Her body. Every single thought, every single desire, and every single fear is mine. All of her, at all times, everything belongs to me and only me. She might be her own person, but she's my person too.

Victoria ruffles my hair and puts her arm around me in the same way I assume an older sister would. “Regardless. Being with him means I’d have to see her all the time. I wouldn’t do that to you.” Plus, he is very pretty to look at,” Aryan adds wistfully. Both Victoria and I can’t help but nod in agreement at his comment. Anyway …” Aryan clears his throat, changing the subject. We both let him. “Have you guys taken Mr Mathew’s test yet? Everyone is talking about how hard it is.” Then why don’t you give him a chance?” Aryan’s question makes me coo toward him. He always tries to look for the good in others. Just like Victoria and pretty much every other student at this school, Aryan's family is exceedingly wealthy.Okay, maybe that is a slight exaggeration, but the Kingston family comes from money that is centuries old. Most of that wealth was accumulated by owning real estate and industrial ventures. the way they had these soft swoony moments while never letting that overtake their viciousness, all their passion? the way they truly connected even without all the sexual tension and attraction?? the way they fought with each other?? the jealousy?? i loved it. and let me tell you, i usually hate that type of jealousy, especially when one person has power over the other. but here, Adaline & Juliette just fit into that dynamic seamlessly. (think Savage Rivals but with two women - I LOVED IT 🥺) I’m not religious by any means, but sometimes, I think God sent Juliette down specifically with the intention of making my life hell. Props to her, because it worked. Juliette and Adaline were so violent and passionate and all-consuming together, and I LOVED THAT. the way Juliette was literally touch her and you die when she herself didn't know why she was so obsessed with Adaline? lmao, i lived for that. all the protective and possessive moments the both of them had. their dynamics gave me L I F E.

Juliette is everything you assume a rich, blonde girl would be. She’s the cheer captain. Even though cheerleading isn’t as popular here in England, she still somehow manages to excel at it. She’s the most popular girl in school, the girl who everyone wants to either be or be with. Think of Regina George, but mind-numbingly worse, then you have Juliette Kingston. My insides freeze at her words; the demanding tone, the smug look on her face, and the control that she clearly gets off so hard on. She can think again; I would rather be skinned alive than ever let Juliette Kingston tell me what to do. Music is one of the only things that makes me feel grounded sometimes; that and studying. I’m exceedingly hell-bent on becoming a surgeon, if I wasn’t, I would for sure think about becoming a musician, regardless of the fact that I can't carry a tune to save my life. None of the kids at this school would ever drop out of school as a child and work tirelessly in a garage to support their young sister; to give up on their dreams, just so I could achieve my own and then have it rewarded with a prison sentence. I couldn’t understand it. Every time he parades her with attention and gifts, she takes it and doesn’t reject him out rightly or even hint that she’s uninterested. It would have been a different case if he was pushing it and wouldn’t take no for an answer.She looks so pretty like this: hating me. So pretty that it infuriates me and I slam my hands against the door. She doesn't flinch, not even for a second. That you'll dismember us if we touch your shit?” Aryan answered, smirking as he slings his arm around my shoulder. Why else would I be the go-to tutor at Richmond academy? I’m academically gifted; it’s a simple fact. There is not a single subject that I don’t excel at and yes, I’m not very modest about it. Although if he’s so sweet, I’m not sure why he’s still friends with someone like her; maybe a long history? A feeling of obligation? Because seriously, who would willingly choose to be friends with her?

The side characters were all so adorablee. I really don't have much to say about them, but each one of them was speciaal and has a place in my heart. Wouldn't mind for their stories as well Just another thing to add to the already massive pile of reasons why people sneer at me in school, not that I care. Here she stands, my headphones in her perfectly manicured hands, her walnut brown eyes gleaming with mischief and her dark, brown skin glistening even in this damp weather. Sometimes, it was hard to be annoyed at her; she was too pretty to be annoyed at. We couldn’t be more different. I was academically inclined, whereas they couldn’t care less and focused more on physical pursuits. I was poor, they were rich, which didn’t make a difference to me. She inspects the roses with a slight smirk on her lips, her hands playing with the petals. “He’s not a secret, he’s a pain in my ass.”What exactly are you tired from? I’ve been tutoring you for an hour and you’ve spent the whole time on your phone! Goodreads Librarians are volunteers who help ensure the accuracy of information about books and authors in the Goodreads' catalog. The Goodreads Libra Goodreads Librarians are volunteers who help ensure the accuracy of information about books and authors in the Goodreads' catalog. The Goodreads Librarians Group is the official group for requesting additions or updates to the catalog, including: Biology.” I beam. They both groan in unison at my obvious excitement. They could make fun of me all they wanted—and they often did—but that would never change how much I adored biology. I would get down on my knees, even sell everyone I know if biology asked me to. It’s my absolutely favourite subject. I’ve loved biology ever since I was a child and realized I wanted to become a surgeon. Her eyes narrow in response, a fire lighting in them. She clears her throat and leans closer to me and I fight the urge to breathe in her scent; vanilla. “Don’t make me show you how scary I can be.”

but just please. the way ilovethemilovethemilovethem 🥺 gimme all the sweet adalinejuliette moments together, please.I notice Aryan and Victoria sharing glances toward each other and smirking. I’ve noticed that they do this a lot when we talk about the ‘devil who shall not be named’. While most of my academic prowess was naturally built, I work exceedingly harder than anyone at this privileged school, so I have no shame in boasting about how intelligent I am. I earned that right. Both my friends laugh at the disgusted expression on my face, but I don’t find it amusing in the slightest. Just the mention of that girl’s name brings up bile in my throat and my chest tightens whenever I think of her, which is funny, because I manage to think of her quite often. It’s infuriating.