The Lost Queen

Chapter Eight

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Sweats rolled down from my face. I keep wiping the annoying liquid from going in my eyes. The sun is blazing hot today. After my trip from that grey eyed demon, Ashton. Mr. Raynolds called me to his office.

"So, today will be the start of your school service. You could start cleaning the school grounds immediately. Seeing that you keep slacking from your classes." The bald man said to me while I stand in front of his table, gritting my teeth in annoyance. He started writing something in the piece of paper. "You may begin with the football stadium. We will have our game with the Fedison Academy tonight. You will help the maintenance." He instructed me while still writing in that stupid piece of paper. Hes not even sparing me a glance! Is looking at me while speaking to me is a really hard task to do? Ugh! I felt irritated! "You will first report to Mr. Rodriguez, the head of maintenance department, for your attendance. He will also give me a weekly report if you really have work or let the other student do the job for you or your slacking. Just like in your classes." He said in a firm voice. I furrowed my eyebrows then glared at him.

"I felt like a delinquent." I stated. Crossing my arms over my chest.

Mr. Raynolds give me a flat look. "Because you are." He said matter of factly. I straightened my lips in a straight line. Suppressing the urge to retort back and finally prove to him that what he said is true. "Go now. Remember to report first to Rodriguez." He motioned me to get out with his hands. I turned then angryly stormed out from the room.

And now Im here. Picking up all the scattered garbage around the field. Students start to notice me. I can see amusement in their eyes even though they kept a straight face. The. Fuck.

I let go of the garbage bag I was holding then stretch out my aching muscles. This is exploitation people! I rolled my shoulder then scan my surroundings. Im also finish. I never thought that this field is so huge. Arrgg! I angryly picked up the garbage bag in the ground then decided that my work is finish.

I went back to Mr. Rodriguez office then sign out, log out. Whatever! I need to attend all of my classes now. Mr. Raynolds are tracking my every move. As much as I want to make some more troubles but I need to lay low for now. My reputation is at stake here. I don't want the students see me picking up their trashes and scrub every dirt in the girls bathroom. I'm thankful that I'm only cleaning the boys because the cleaning lady thought that it's only my excuse and secretly with the boys. Yeah, you heard that right. Boys. With the capital s at the end. What a bitch! She even reported that to Mr. Raynolds. So, I'm only stuck in cleaning all the girls bathroom much to my advantage. I mentally thank that cleaning lady who I didn't bother to know her name.

I push open the door to my first class in the the afternoon. I don't eat lunch. And all my time is spent slaving across the football field. I can feel my skin sting from sunburn. I enter the room then take the seat at the back. I'm not surprise that my classmates are staring and whispering something with each other. I just rolled my eyes. The teacher is not here yet. I check my Rolex watch. The teacher is fifteen minutes late. And here I thought I'm the only one who is always late. I guess the teachers are no exemption. I tapped my fingers in my desk then cross my legs.

"Hey bitch!" Someone said. I look up to see a fuming girl glaring straight at me. I raised my eyebrow at her.

"You talkin' to me girl?" I leaned back at my chair then yawned.

"Youre the one who made that stupid piece of shit, you called your website!" She snarled. "Do you honesty think that we can't discovery who is behind that scandalous website!"

I look at her confuse, playing mu dumb card. "What are you talking about? I didn't make such a thing." I replied coolly. She is now gritting her teeth then clench her fist at her side. She suddenly screamed then charge at me. I smirked then before she can even stackle me in my seat I get out then quickly step to the sides. She didn't expect my quick movements landed hurtfully and ungracefully to my vacant chair with a loud bang. I smiled at her as I look at her. She is now sprawled at the side of the chair holding her bleeding head.