My Royal Forced Marraige

Chapter 2

KATOURI

My eyes twitched when I got out of the bathroom and look at the wall clock. Its already seven! In lightning speed, I slid on my underwear and bra then, my uniform — long sleeves and long skirt. I open my drawer and reach out for my knee socks and I push my lower legs in  both of them in a mere second and pull them up to my knees or higher.

I stamp down my feet as I run down the stairs when I left my room. I quickly open the door to the kitchen and went inside. I don't cook so I just grabbed an apple for breakfast. Don't worry, I'm used to eat only fruits for the morning. In one step, I was in front of the door to the outside and put on my shoes.

Wait, I forgot something. Right! I went back up stairs and grab my thick glasses and bag. I jump off the 2nd floor to the ground floor. I was already late! I dashed out of the house by the door and lock it. I ran to school. I was running so fast that people around me didn't seem to notice me passing by. You may say godlike kind of speed.

Oh sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Katouri Kyuumi. I am a high school student at St. Brook Ville High School. And yes, I'm a nerd and always the victim of bullying.

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I earned a few disgusted looks as I run through the hall to my locker. When I reached there, I opened it, put in my bag, and took my books for my first period then closed it in seconds. This made me weird, everyone cannot even see me open and took books and closed it. I hurried up to my homeroom.

I quickly open the door to my homeroom but soon regretted that decision because a chalkboard eraser fell onto my head. Its white dust has covered my chocolate hair as the entire room roared in laughter. I look down in embarrassment. The teacher did not seem to enjoy it when she yelled at the entire class to shut up and so they did.

She helped me dust it off my head and smiled at me while I just remain in my position. She motioned me to my desk and sit. I sat at the end corner to the left in the room. No one wants to sit beside since they're all too chicken and think that they might be bullied along with me.

The teacher was about to start her lesson when someone burst open the door and girls squeaks, giggles and blushes. I don't have to look up to see who it is, I already know.

"Mr. Yokumoura, how nice of you to join our class."

Nice, she say? There was a hint of irritation, disapprovement and other negatives in her voice. A vein popped out on her head when Kenji did not listen and just walked up to his seat and sit, which was a desk away beside me to my right. But she just dismissed it.

Kenji Yokumoura, the only son of the famous and richest businessman. He's hardly famous athlete in basketball. And believe it or not, he has been sleeping with a lot of girls. He's very attractive but not for me. And that's what made me different out of everybody.

Ms. Marie faced the board and started to write down notes while discussing, trying to sort out the lesson is all about. I took out my notebook and begun to write them all. I felt a pair of eyes on me. I can't point out who.

All throughout the entire period, the feel didn't left me until the bell rang, signaling the end of the first period and start of the second. I immediately took my things and ran out of the room faster than anyone and went to my next subject. I will just give my thanks to Ms. Marie later after school.

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I put on my lab gown and googles on for we are about to experiment in Science. We were told to find a lab partner and start the experiment. We're assigned to mix any chemicals to produce new perfume. Almost everyone have found a partner while I'm doing this alone since no one wants me. My gaze turn to the bad boys of the school — Kenji and his minions. Bad enough that they're in this class.

They're the type of guys that I want to avoid. Sighed. I hope this will end soon. I miss one chemical so I went up to  the teacher's desk since Mr. Arther, our science teacher, displayed all the chemicals need for the experiment. I was about to reach out for a chemical when another hand reach for it and our hands connect. I felt sparks on my hand but brush it off and pull my hand back when I realized whose hand I just touched  belongs to. It was Kenji Yokumoura.

"You are coming with us." With that, he harshly grabbed my hand and pull my out of the lab, his pals trailing being us. He cut me out of class.