AN: Hello, friends. This is another story. Hope you like it.

This Chapter is dedicated to overlordpotatoe. She is an awsome editor. She is really sweet. Thank you so much, dear, for helping me improve my writing.

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Chapter 1 - Hate at first sight

"Kiera, come on love. There is hardly any time left. You don't want to be late, do you?" my mum yelled through my locked bedroom door.

"Yes, mum. I'm coming." I replied, turning to the mirror. My long black hair tangled in curls at my waist. My fair heart shape face with ocean blue eyes looked like a stranger's. Something was missing on it. My smile.

"Hi! I am Kiera. Kiera Bennet," I greeted myself, looking in the mirror.

Come on Kiera, you can do it. You are no more the earlier Kiera. Smile, cheer up. I placed my forefinger on the either side of my lips and stretched it to form a smile.

Come on now, smile, I ordered myself. I looked so funny with that fake smile which didn't even reach my eyes. I sighed, frustrated.

I glanced once again at my outfit which was a white top, black jacket and black skinny jeans. I tidied my jacket and clutched the handle of my bag. I had packed everything I needed, including my Tutoo. If you are wondering who Tutoo is, then let me tell you. It's my little stuffed teddy bear which is close to my heart. Hey, I am not a kid if you are judging me so. I am seventeen. Not a kid any more.

You may be wondering why I have my bag packed. The answer? You will surely get it soon. I turned around to see my pink painted walls with quotes and autographs Medaline and I had scribbled on it. I would miss this room so much.

"I am ready," I closed my eyes and whispered. "Bye my lovely room. I'll miss you."

I closed the bedroom door behind me and started descending the stairs. The sound of clattering glasses and laughter which belonged to my beloved family members came from the dining room. It made my heart become heavier. I dragged my feet down the stairs.

For a split second I wanted to run away. Run past through them all sitting there, run through the back door and into the woods. Hide myself somewhere, crouch and cry for the rest of my life.

What was I thinking? Kiera, get over it already. You are happy go lucky girl now.

"Hey Kiera, why did you stop there?"

I turned towards the sound of Oliver's voice and realized I had stopped walking.

"Kiera, I guess you don't want to waste the few minutes you are getting to spend with us." Juliana clicked her tongue with a cocked eyebrow.

Everyone was now staring at me intently. I flushed and went to them, leaving the bag behind.

"Hi!" I stood there smiling at all faces sheepishly. The table was crowded with all the people I loved and I would miss them a lot. My father, my mother, my elder sister Juliana with her husband Oliver, and my elder brother Jed. So, you see I am the youngest in this family.

I took my seat. Mum placed a chocolate almond pie in front of me. Though I had craved for it for my entire life, I had no appetite to eat it.

"You know something, my little sister. I will miss you a lot," Jed prompted from across the table.

"Yeah, right. As if I'm going to buy it. At least now you will be happy that you will get the couch and TV to yourself," I spat.

"Kiera, he really means it. He is your big brother," My mum tried to soothe me.

"True. And I'll also miss the ride to school, and your IPhone which you always hide from me, and not to mention the moments that you made us laugh. I will miss you, joker." Jed stopped his rant when he earned a slap from Mother.

"You know something? You are the best jerk-ass brother I could ever have," I said, each word coated with sarcasm.

"And you are the-"

"Shut up you two," Juliana cut him off mid sentence, leaving him furious. "Can't you two just grow up? Jed, she is about to leave now so you need to stop behaving like a jerk."

"And seriously, Kiera," she said, turning to me now, "we will all miss you. Don't think we won't." She smiled at me, placing her palms over mine. This made me go redder in anger. I shot out of my seat, almost throwing the chair backward.

"If you will all miss me so much then why the hell are you sending me away?" I yelled at the top of my voice.

"You will have a better scope for studies there compared to here. It's better there, dear." My mum caressed my cheek, wiping the tears which were now spilling out of my eyes without warning.

"I know why you are doing this," I whispered.

"It's for your own good, love. It's better this way. You can fool the world with your mask but not me." She gazed into my eyes as if trying to make me see her point.

This was it. I couldn't control myself any more. I hugged her tightly, muffling my sobs in her shoulder. My mum wasi like my best friend. I shared all my little secrets with her and of course with Medaline. She had been my best buddy since infant school and my brother Jed's girlfriend.

Jed is the type of boy on whom girls would throw themselves, with his muscular body and blue eyes which are similar to mine but hair that matched my father's. We both inherited our eye colour from our mum. Dad's are hazel similar to Juliana's.

"Why are you making me to do this? Why? I even don't know anyone there," I whined, feeling helpless. "Dad, I don't know anyone there. Please?"

"You know me," a familiar voice interrupted me and I turned to see Mr. Evans, my Dad's best mate, standing in the door way.

Whenever I saw him, it reminded me of Medaline's reaction. The first time she had seen Mr. Evans, she openly gawked at him. She had said, "WOW!! He has a son our age? Unbelievable. He is so handsome. Is he a vampire?"

Of course he was not vampire. He was just too handsome and young for his age.

"You know me, dear. And I promise you will love it there. My family isn't that bad," he finished with a cocked eyebrow.

"But-" I tried to say something but couldn't make any words.

"No buts. You will be fine there, Kiera." He placed his hands on my shoulder as a gesture of assurance.

"He is right, Kiera. And you are not going there forever. After finishing your studies you will be back. And we will have visits in between." My dad spoke for the first time after these passed annoying minutes. I sighed, frustrated, seeing no escape.

"Oh, I just forgot to mention." Mr. Evans turned to me hesitantly. "Kiera, I-erm...there is some dispute going on about the property I had been handling and an urgent meeting is been called today. So....hun... you will have to go alone."

"No!" I squeaked. This was too much. "I don't know anyone there. I have never been there. How will I-"

"Jonathan, how she will go alone there when she doesn't know anything?" my dad continued for me.

"Thanks, Dad..." I muttered under my breath.

"Don't worry, Cornell. I'll drop her to the airport and will see that she is safely guided to the plane. I have already informed Lily about it. She will pick her up at the airport there," Mr. Jonathan Evans explained.

Taking in the silence, I guessed that it was my time to leave...alone.

I turned to look at my mum and she gave me a smile that weakened me at my knees. Dad simply nodded.

"Why don't you have some tea, Mr. Evans?" my mum offered.

"Oh no Mrs. Bennet. I guess it's time to leave now. Shall we, Kiera?" He beamed at me, tilting his head.

It was time for farewells now. I hugged my mum while she caressed my back.

"Take care, my little pumpkin," my dad said while hugging me.

I turned to my sister Juliana. She was the eldest of me and my siblings. She had been always there for me when I needed her. She is my second mother to be called. She wiped away a tear that was rolling down her cheek and hugged me.

"You will be fine there," she assured.

I gave Oliver a one armed hug. He was as sweet and loving a brother-in-law as one could have hoped to. He cared for me like an older brother. Not like Jed, though.

Finally it was time to bid Jed goodbye. We always fought with each other, but I knew he would bleed anyone who picked a fight with me, dry. Nobody had ever dared to.

"You know I don't hate you, right?" He held my arms, gazing at me.

"Of course I know that, big bro. You know it too, I don't hate you either." I wrapped my arms around his waist, snuggling my head into his chest.

"I'll miss you my little-demon-racer-sister," he cooed.

"I'll miss you too, my punching pad," I said, punching his stomach.

"Oww...you demon," he hissed under his breath due to the pain I gave him.

"Ooops...sowy," I said, defending myself, and giggled. "Tell Med I miss her when she returns from her trip." Jed nodded and turned, but I swear I saw him wiping away a tear.

"Bye..." I said, sadly.

So by now you must have guessed what was happening. Yup, you guessed it right. I was being forcefully sent to study in a place and with people strange to me, to London with Mr. Evans, my father's best friend.

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After collecting my luggage, I stepped out of the airport.

I glanced around at the faces of the people holding name boards. Mr. Evans had said his wife would come to pick me up. I scanned my eyes over each board, searching for one with my name on it. I imagined Mrs. Evans holding a board with Miss Kiera Bennet written on it and snickered at the mental image.

We had never seen one another before, so we had no other option than to depend on a name board.

I dumped my luggage on the ground, tired after going through all the faces for about ten minutes and finding no one looking for me.

Panic slowly started rising in me. I was here in a place that I had never been to before, alone, with the assurance the someone would pick me up. And it turned out no one had come. I didn't even know their address. What should I do now? Despite the air-conditioning in the airport, my palms started sweating. What if no one turned up to look for me? What if I was stuck there? And the worst of all, what if someone, finding me alone, tried to take advantage of me?

Oh. My. God. I didn't know what to do now. Where to go? Why had I agreed to this? As if denial would help me. Shrug it off, Kiera.

I wandered around, glancing back and forth, right and left, to try to spot someone familiar. I just hoped...

If I could just go back... If I could just...

'BAM'

"What the fuck you think you are doing?" a deep, cold and angry voice spat at me.

"I-" Oh my bloody fudge cake on a toast-bread-jam. Was he real? Or was I in the heaven?

A second ago I bumped into someone while blindly looking for my receiver and what I saw before me now was God! Or he looked like God. His mesmerizing green eyes brought out his natural beauty. His thick eyebrows showed content. His brown hair hung messily over his forehead. His skin glowed like a sun gleaming, radiantly and perfectly, and I couldn't help but stare at his perfectly clear skin. His lips were just as appealing as a bowl of ice-cream sundae topped with caramel syrup. I slowly moved my gaze down his neck to his chiseled, killer body. He was wearing a button up shirt and jeans. The shape of his biceps, triceps, and deltoids could be easily seen through his shirt.

Then I noticed something that immediately snapped me out of my thoughts. There was a plastic cup in his hand and liquid, which I assumed as coffee from his cup, was stained over his baby blue button up shirt.

Uh-Oh... Was I in big trouble now?

I slowly raised my eyes to his scowling face which in no time relaxed and turned into a smirk. Why not? I was openly gawking at him with my mouth probably open.

"Have you done checking me out?" he said arrogantly with that smirk glued to his face.

"What? ... I..." I trailed off, blushing.

"Hold on. I know, now you will say sorry. Then I'll say it is okay," he continued.

"I-"

"You will again say you are sorry, and I will say let it go." What the heck?

"I say I am-" I tried again.

"But then you will take out your handkerchief and try to wipe the coffee off my t-shirt just to touch me." Whoa!

"Excuse me?" I asked, utterly confused by his rant.

"I know I am very hot, sexy and handsome. Girls die just to talk to me. And I know you wanted to too. So simply to grab my attention, you purposely bumped into me. But seriously girl, there was no need to spill the coffee over me. You could have just asked." I swear if I wasn't at airport, I would have kicked his ass.

"Listen you Mr. ..." I paused when realization hit me. Uh-oh! I had picked the wrong line. I didn't know his name.

"Mr. Hot?" he mused.

"Listen you Mr. Hot. NOT. There are two things you should fit into your empty head. First thing, I didn't do it purposely. It was just an accident. I don't even know you. And secondly, don't overestimate yourself. I am not at all interested in you. You are nothing but a bunch of bananas I would never want," I snapped bitterly.

"Aww, someone hates bananas," he cooed. "You know you are weird to say that because every girl likes them."

"What? Listen you Mister, I don't like this double meaning talk, douche," I spat.

"Ah! I just pointed out a great observation I made today. You hate bananas. Nothing else. The culprit is you, because you come up with the double meaning," he said, pointing his finger at me.

"I took it wrong? ...Why in the wide world of sports am I even doing this?" I turned to go, but...

"Because you want to talk to me." I swear he was making me go insane. And my brain and actions were really not linked with each other at that moment. With my entire mind I just wanted to turn and go away, but my actions were exactly opposite of that.

"My mum said never talk to strangers and well, since you're really strange... I guess that means I can't talk to you!" I held my chin up and shrugged.

"Oww, you agreed you wanna talk to me then."

"You wish."

"You will dream about it."

"If I wanted to talk to you, I would have called you first."

"Didn't you?" he cocked his head. Cocky much?

"More precisely, I spilled your coffee over you. Now please wipe that stupid smile of your face. It's making me gag." I scrunched my nose and again tried to escape, but I wasn't so lucky. He blocked my way...again.

"Hmm...I don't know what your problem is..." he crossed one of his arms over his chest and held his chin with the forefinger and thumb of his other hand, pretending to think. "But I'm going to bet it's really hard to pronounce..."

"I knew you would come up with something stupid like that. Why don't you just bog off?" I asked, annoyed.

"Apologize and I'll let you go."

"Apologize? If it was few minutes ago then I would have done that gladly. But you are such a pig that no list of apologies would make any sense to you."

"Then kiss me. It makes complete sense." He took a step forward. As a quick response, I stepped back.

"What?" I asked, shocked. Was he really asking me that? How dare he?

"You heard me." With that he took another step towards me.

"Whoa! Why on earth would I do that? I even don't know you. You are just an arrogant bastard. I-"

Before I could finish, he lunged towards me, closing the remaining distance between us. My back hit hard onto the wall which for my dumbness, I hadn't noticed. He placed his hands on the wall on either side of my head, trapping me in. His face was mere inches from mine. We were very close, too close for my liking.

Had everyone gone blind to what was happening? I was about to get abused and...Oh fish! I was trapped.

He leaned in, hovering his lips over mine, teasing me. A trail of dirty thoughts started clouding my mind. How badly I wanted to feel those alluring, juicy lips on mine. I couldn't believe I was having these thoughts. My heart started pounding hard and I swore he could hear it clearly. I waited impatiently for him to take th charge and arched up a little. A big mistake!

I felt my heart skip a beat when he smirked and leaned back. He looked at me...amused. He had achieved what he wanted. A victory. I knew my face must have become tomato red. I hated myself for being so easy. I was willing to kiss a STRANGER. Good going, Kiera.

"You don't know me, you just wish you did," he said hoarsely and with that stupid smirk he turned and left, leaving me rooted to the ground.

I noticed then that there were people around me snickering and some looking amused. There was one blonde who annoyed me most with that smirk plastered, makeup coated, bitchy face.

I grinded my teeth. I swore I would kill him the next time I found him.

"You dumbass, asshole, arrogant, bastard..." I yelled at his back, but he didn't bother to turn back. He ignored me as if I was some insane person rambling there alone. Well, I guess I looked like one.

Great! Simply great, Kiera.

I sat on the couch in the waiting room. I had just landed and had already indulged myself in a fight with the world's most handsome guy. Any girl would have died for him. If in my place, any girl would have apologized straight away and would have tried to make friends. But what I had done instead was fight with him.

What had I been thinking?

Friendship?

With him?

Blech

Nah

I would never want that brain-sucker, even if he was the last person alive on the earth.

Welcome to London, Kiera, I welcomed myself. Sense sarcasm.

Elizabeth Gillies as Kiera Bennet-----------------------> see the picture at right :)