Hello my lovely readers! I hope you all had a wonderful New Years. Thank you so much for the amazing reviews. Each one of them made me smile :) I really hope you guys enjoy this chapter as much as the last one. Fun fact before you guys start to read; Today is my birthday! (January 5th) How old am I now? Idk does it really matter? And because I love to give more than I love to receive, here is a present for you all: this chapter. Enjoy!

Sierra's POV

"Hey Sierra, whatcha got there?" my best friend Lilly asked me as we both took seats in our new English classroom.

"Oh, it's just a birthday gift from my-umm my dad," I said hesitantly. I shoved the book quickly back into my backpack before anyone else could ask more questions. Lilly was my best friend, but I'd tell her about the gift later.

"Where's the birthday girl?" a voice came from the front door of the classroom. I looked up and it was my boyfriend Justin. "Happy birthday baby!" he said as he kissed me passionately.

"Thanks I said," accepting all the balloons and gigantic teddy bear he handed me.

"So I made reservations for us at Shay Fancay tonight at eight. Sound good?" he asked.

"Oh. Umm, actually my dad's taking us out to eat. Kind of a family tradition. But why don't you come with us baby?" I asked.

"Alright, we can go out tomorrow," he said, kissing my cheek. Justin was the best boyfriend ever. He was always so loving and caring and he could make my day anyday.

"Class, take your seats. We'll be beginning in a few minutes," the teacher said as she walked into the room. She was a thin old lady with wasps of curly gray hair. She had a gray cardigan and a long blue skirt on. She wrote her name on the chalkboard. "Mrs. Oliver."

The bell rang and everyone rushed to their seats.

"See you later baby," Justin said as he kissed me and walked out of the classroom. He had a free period so he wasn't in a rush to get anywhere.

"Good morning class. My name is Mrs. Oliver. I am and will be your English teacher for the rest of the school year. I know all of you are juniors now and the last thing you care about is learning English, but trust me. It'll help when you're filling out your resumes. Well then, we'll begin by taking roll. You guys know the drill."

"Alison Daughtry?"

"Here!"

"Carly Ferral?"

"Here!"

"Benjamin Harrison?"

"Present"

"Karl John?"

"Here!"

"Sierra Knight?"

"Here!" I said.

"Brandon- wait, Sierra Knight? You seem very familiar. Do you have any older siblings?" Mrs. Oliver asked as she pushed her glasses up on the bridge of her nose.

"Yes I do, but he didn't go to this school. He graduated from Majestic Hills High School," I said.

"Oh, I don't know. You just seem strikingly familiar. But it's more like a mixture of two people rather than one. Your blond hair reminds me of a very old student of mine. But your facial structures remind me of another student. Funny how they turned out to be a couple too. May I ask who your parents are?" she asked.

"Sure. Kendall Knight is my dad and Skylar Knight is my mom. Well her maiden name was Skylar Woods," I said.

Mrs. Oliver's face lit up. "That's it! That's exactly who I was thinking of. Your parents were very old students of mine. Of course they were a year apart, but they were always together and I had both your father and your mother as students. I still remember your father. He was a trouble maker. And your mother was a lovely young woman. She had brilliant writing skills!"

"You knew my mother?" I asked bewildered.

"Yes! Come talk to me later. I'll tell you more about how she was as a student. I'd love to meet her. I'm not sure if she remembers me, but it'd be great seeing her again," Mrs. Oliver said.

I hesitantly nodded my head and gave her a sad smile. Mrs. Oliver then continued the roll call.

"Alright class. You'll have the rest of the period to talk amongst each other as long as you stay quiet. We'll begin our studies tomorrow," Mrs. Oliver said. The room began to buzz and Mrs. Oliver had to hush us. I quickly fished out the book from my backpack and began to read.

Sky's POV

"Sky you better hurry, your mother will be back any minute!" my maid Nancy said. She shoved in front of me several ball gowns and laid them down on my enormous bed. I sighed.

"Do I have to pick one of these? I mean I'd rather wear that hideous pink Chanel suit-"

"Skylar Woods! You're not ready yet? Did I not tell you a thousand times that we are going to have a formal event today and some of the most important business officials in the industry are coming? Your presence is only a nuisance to the event, but the officials may want to talk to you about your future career in business, so you're lucky I am permitting you to come. I don't know what you wasted your time on today but if you are not ready within the next nine minutes Miss Woods, there will be consequences," my mom finished as she barged out the door just the way she had came in about 30 seconds ago.

I sighed again as Nancy came behind me and patted my shoulder. "She's just stressed Sky. This event is really important for both her and your dad. You know they only want the best for you," Nancy said. I sighed again and walked to the other side of my bed and poked at a couple of the gowns. It's not that they were ugly or anything; they were just really uncomfortable. After rummaging through several of the dresses, I finally picked out a navy blue strapless gown embellished in rhinestones.

"Aah! Wonderful pick Sky! Let me get you the matching heels and once you're done I'll do your makeup and hair," Nancy said as she scurried away to my huge shoe closet.

"Try not to get anything over four inches please!" I shouted. I sat down on my bed and scowled at the dresses. I pushed them off, not caring if any of them got wrinkled or damaged, and laid down. As I stared up at the beige ceiling, I thought about the guy at the coffee shop. He seemed so mysterious, yet his personality interested me. His emerald green eyes were still vivid in my mind and I longed to touch his silky, dirty blond hair.

"Sky! You were supposed to be in your gown by now! Hurry now, before your mother comes back. The last thing we want is for her to see you're not dressed," Nancy said. I groaned as I went into my attached bathroom and slipped on the navy blue dress. It was actually really pretty and brought out the color of my eyes. I twirled around in it and posed a few times before walking out of the bathroom. Once my shoes were on, I slipped out of the bathroom and allowed Nancy to do my makeup and hair.

"Skylar! Will you come downstairs already? The guests are arriving!" my mother snapped as she barged in suddenly through the door.

"Good luck darling," Nancy whispered as she gave a quick kiss on my forehead. I put my phone in my purse and tried to catch up with my mother who was far ahead of me. As I walked down the spiral staircase, I could see that the room had been decorated lavishly with a black and white theme. The chandeliers hanging twinkled as the light poured down on the delicate glass plates sitting on the long dining table.

I walked around silently, nodding my head every now and then to some of the guests, who were mainly business officials. My stomach lightly grumbled and I tried to hide it with a fake cough. The dessert table was only a few feet away; a small cupcake wouldn't hurt my appetite. I walked towards the table when suddenly someone stepped in front of me.

"Coffee shop girl!" the guy said.

"Oh..hey! Um, What're you doing here?" I asked, confused. It was the guy whom I was talking to earlier in the coffee shop today.

"I was invited here. Well, my parents were, but they forced me to come along. What're you doing here?" he asked.

"It's my party," I smirked, crossing my arms around my chest. "Well, it's my parent's party, but I was forced to come out of my room and join the guests."

"You're the daughter of Mr and Mrs Woods? As in the heir to Woods Enterprise?" he asked shocked.

"Yes...why?"

"Uh oh...that's not good," he said.

"But why-"

"Ahem! Skylar, please come along. The CEO of Lee's Industry would like to meet you," my dad said out of no where. "Oh, Kendall. Please, help yourself to some appetizers," my dad said with a bittersweet smile. Before I could say anything, my dad pulled my arm and practically dragged me across the room to meet some old Asian dude with a bald head.

"Miss Woods, what a pleasure to meet you!" the old man, who I assumed was Mr. Lee said.

"As to you," I smiled.

"So, you're the only heir to Woods Enterprise. What a profound responsibility. So how are you looking to improve the family business? And let me hear your thought's about Lee's Industry. What do you think about our latest product?" he asked.

I froze. First of all, I had no idea who this guy was and what his business did. Second of all, I had absolutely no interest in business. Yes, I was a journalist, but I didn't write stuff about boring old businesses and new promotions and that professional stuff. I quickly tried to think of a businesslike answer when suddenly something or someone caught my eye.

The guy from the coffee shop was standing a couple of feet away from Mr. Lee and was waving his arms to capture my attention. He was holding a plastic water bottle, and then pointed to a metal plaque on the wall. I raised my eyebrows in confusion, but suddenly I realized what he was trying to say. Mr. Lee's industry made unique water bottles that were environmentally friendly, and their newest model was a metal water bottle that somehow was proven safe to drink out of because it didn't include any hazardous chemicals like lead.

"Well, I think it's absolutely brilliant! I mean the metal was such a great idea...and umm..it keeps the water cool at all times...and umm no chemicals you know?" I said with a doubtful voice.

"Yes, that was the goal, and I'm glad you approve of it, considering how important of a person you will become in a few years. Now why don't we have a seat and I'll tell you about a new idea I have about a water bottle that is even better than the metal one!" Mr. Lee exclaimed. My eyes widened and a horrified expression came to my face. I could not tolerate another 30 minutes of this guy talking about something I honestly didn't care about. I mean as long as I could drink water out of it, who cared what it was made of?!

But I knew my parents would kill me if I did anything, so I sat down and crossed my legs and flashed my best fake smile as Mr. Lee began to speak. I tried to focus on what he was saying, but suddenly the coffee shop guy caught my attention again. He had a cupcake in his hand; the cupcake I wanted. His eyes met mine and they sparked as he laughed and smiled. He knew I wanted to eat the cupcake, but he continued to lick it slowly and mock me. He took a big bite out of the cupcake and when he lifted his face, I saw that he had a big blob of frosting on his nose. I tried to hold in my laughter but couldn't help it.

"Excuse me, is something so funny Miss. Woods?" Mr. Lee asked.

"Umm, no sorry. You may continue," I said as I gave the coffee shop guy a stern look. He shrugged his shoulders but stopped eating the cupcake. He motioned for me to come over. As much as I wanted to go, Mr. Lee wouldn't stop talking. I looked up at the coffee shop guy for help but he didn't do anything. Suddenly, he picked up a glass of red wine and dropped it on the floor. Shattered pieces of glass scattered the floor and the red liquid started to create a big pool. I gasped, but realized he had meant to do it purposely.

"Is there a problem Miss. Woods," Mr. Lee asked with a yawn.

"Actually yes. One of the guests seems to have had a mishap. I should go and help," I said as I walked away before Mr. Lee could say anything. Luckily, the 'mishap' had not created a lot of commotion, so the coffee shop guy and I were able to take care of it ourselves without getting into any trouble.

"Thanks so much! I was practically dying of boredom over there," I said to the coffee shop guy.

"No problem, I was getting a little bored myself. There's no one really our age here at the party. I'm sorry, I didn't get your name. I should have asked you at the coffee shop," he said.

"I'm Skylar. Skylar Brynn Woods, but I go by Sky. And yes, I am the heir to Woods Enterprise as you were saying earlier. So is there a problem with that?" I asked.

"Why don't I introduce myself first. Then you can tell me whether there's a problem or not. I'm Kendall. Kendall Donald Knight. Heir to Knight Corporations," he smirked.

I gasped. No wonder he was saying 'Uh Oh' earlier today. There was a problem. I was the daughter of The Woods Family. He was the son of the Knight Family. Our families were huge business rivalries. They were never seen together, and the only times they were, they were at formal parties like this where they were practically forced to invite one another or at international business meetings.

"Wow...I knew Knight Corporations had a son but I didn't think it was you," I said.

"Same here," Kendall laughed.

"So...should we not be seen together or something?" I asked awkwardly.

"Is there a rule that says that coffee shop girl?" Kendall smirked.

"No, and I have a name you know."

"I know, but I like coffee shop girl better," Kendall said. "And fine, you don't want to be seen together in public? Let's go," he said, grabbing my arm and pulling me under the long white table cloth where we hid under the dining table.

"What're you doing?!" I whispered loudly.

"Hey, you're the one who didn't want to be seen in public with me."

"I never said that-"

"So I like your dress. It really compliments your eyes," Kendall said.

"Thanks. Wait, are you hitting on me?" I asked.

"No, I really do like your dress. But I honestly think you looked better at the café."

"Oh, yeah thanks, me too. So uh...what do you wanna do?" I asked.

"Shh! Stop talking so loud! People are gonna wonder why the table is talking," Kendall said. "Watch this."

He stuck out his black leather shoe outside of the long tablecloth. Before I understood what he was attempting to do, I heard a thump. Kendall suddenly brought his foot back in and started chuckling.

"Did you just trip someone?!" I exclaimed as I peeped my head out of the table cloth. I saw Mr. Lee on the floor groaning. I couldn't help but giggle a bit myself.

"Sky? Is that you? What're you doing there?! Get out before your mother finds you!" Nancy said suddenly, looking down at me.

I looked at Kendall and he shrugged his shoulders. I grabbed his hand and we both quietly snuck out from underneath the table.

"Oh look, some music is playing. May I have this dance coffee shop girl?" Kendall asked with a sneaky smile.

"First of all I hate this music. It's too formal. And second of all I'm a horrible dancer," I said.

"Oh come on, you can't be worse than me," Kendall laughed. He grabbed my hand and pulled my body close to his. "We'll just talk, and sway our bodies to the rhythm okay?"

"Alright, so how old are you again?" I asked.

"Eighteen. What's your favorite color?" he asked.

"Blue. What're your hobbies?"

"Singing, playing guitar, reading, writing music. How about you?"

I thought about it before I could answer. Kendall himself was distracting me. He had a fresh cotton scent and the soft silhouette of his suit felt nice and cool against my skin. "Writing for sure. And umm, reading, drawing, does eating count? Oh and-"

"Ow!" Kendall jumped.

"Oops, sorry," I said with a blush, realizing I stepped on his foot. "I told you I'm a bad dancer."

"It's cool," he laughed. "So you want to be a journalist? Can I read your stuff sometimes?"

"Yeah sure! I'd love that. So do you want to be a musician or-"

"Skylar? What do you think you're doing?" my mother asked. I let go of Kendall and fixed some loose strands of hair and straightened out my dress.

"I was umm dancing, with Kendall," I replied.

"Yes I know who he is. And it looks like his parents are leaving right now. Thanks for coming Kendall," my mom said flatly.

"But we haven't even had dinner yet! Aren't they going to eat?"

"I guess not. What a shame. Now hurry along, there are people waiting to meet you and I need to teach you how to properly behave before you can say a word. Bye Kendall," my mom said, pulling me away.

"But-"

I looked up at Kendall and met his hazel green eyes. They were full of sorrow. He walked a couple steps towards me, but then turned the other way.

"Skylar let's go!" my mom exclaimed. Kendall's eyes met my eyes one last time and we held each other's gazes for a couple seconds before I looked down.

"I'm sorry," I mouthed to him. But when I looked up he was gone.

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