Unfairly Inlove (ON HOLD)

Part 2

"We're here."
Villa Montreal is known to be one of the most successful villa in the world. My mom used to told me that it was the best villa for her. Let's see.
I step out of the bus with my eyes glued to the gate of Villa Montreal. I waved Kate and Ashley who were already there getting their bags. I followed to get mine too.
"By the way, did you brought our 'treasure'?", Kate asked with a wink.
"Yes. I personally bought it yesterday. I can't believe you ordered me to bought it since I'm not going to 'drink' it." Both Kate and Ashley shhhs me for saying the d word. Oh yes. The treasure was the wine. We're not allowed to drink it ofcourse, but Kate insisted.
"Sorry.", I murmured.

"Alright, alright. Since we just got here, you can rest or do what you want to do for the rest of the night. You can get your keys to your room now. Ahh, this is Ms. Rhinee. She's the one assigned to manage us all. Since she's only one, as you can see, please... be easy on her." Madam Ravinsky explained. The boys, the perverts, whistled while looking at Ms. Rhinee. I had no doubt about it. She got the figure and also the face. What I doubt is that she will hit the boys whistling because of her sexiness.
"Umm, how many students will a room can occupy?", a student asked. I don't know her, since she's not popular.
"Oh yes, I forgot to tell you. Only 2 students. You're already assigned for a room. The first batch of the rooms can now get their keys. Ms. Rhinee will call your name then afterwards will give your key. Are we clear?", Ms. Ravinsky said. She's only 31 years old which makes a good explanation why she's so healthy and active in every activities. She's young, that's why.
We all nod to her before heading to the lobby. The lobby's kinda old. The benches were wood-designed. The lobby consist of six benches, with magazine stand on betweens of the benches. It was wide, ready to occupy half of our number. The others stayed outside the lobby because of insufficient space. I sat on one of the benches near the so-called counter. Kate sat beside me while Ashley sat beside her. Kate was mumbling something about the concert of a popular band. I pretend that I'm listening, nodding and locking my eyes on her to make her believe I was really listening.
"Kate Cruz, heiress of The Cruz House.", Ms. Rhinee called out. Kate stood up to get her room key. She kissed me goodbye as she walked to her room. Ashley was called next, which makes me alone this time. I waited for couple of minutes before my name was announced.
"Annabelle Rossevere, umm, no title?", Ms. Rhinee said in a curious tone. Everyone looked at me. Ashamed, I quickly get my room key.
'She doesn't have the title because she doesn't deserve it.', a girl laughed out.
My cheeks were burning as I reached my room key from the hand of Ms. Rhinee. Oh no. I'm about to cry again. Not again.
"Are you okay, Ms. Rossevere?", she asked. How dare her to asked me if I'm okay? she's the one who brought up that 'no title' statement! I was about to explode so I decided to ignore her and run fast to my room. That's right. I have no title. Our school is one of the famous and expensive schools in the country. It contains children of wealthy families, the heirs and heiresses, or the children of the famous artists. To pay respect, our school decided to announce the title of the student when he/she was being called. But, not me. I get no respect since I don't have that damn title. My dad is the current CEO of the Striking Company. It's the no. 1 company for 4 years in a row in terms of chemical materials whatsoever. I don't even understand that. He's pretty rich, right? But the thing is, he's the one who's rich, not us.
"Stupid titles.", I whispered. I'm now walking to my room in a fast way since I'm still angry. I reached my room with that ashamed feeling about what happened. I was about to open the door when a voice disturbed me.
"Hi.", he greeted me. I turned to see him. His hair was brown and messy. His eyes was deep blue. His lips. His lips. Oh no.
"Go away.", I coldly said. I opened the door and immediately walked in when a hand stopped me.
"Don't you remember me?", he asked. His face was like worried this time, which makes me feel pity.
"Excuse me?", I stepped closer to him. We were like 5 inches away, which makes me shivers. Then without hesitation, he kissed me. His lips were soft, it makes me kissed him back which I did. It feels like a fairytale, the real one. It makes me feel like a princess in her kissing moment with her prince. Her gorgeous prince. He pulled his face away in a smooth way, an inch away from mine. Then he smirked.

"Welcome back, snail."