Tamyra

20. Teaching the head splitting ear bleeding cruella a lesson

I look at him trying to gauge his reaction. But I can't make anything of this. I'm at a loss of words. Can't understand what's going on?

Well let's recap a little....

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Stepping out from the car I look at the building, my school building to be precise. I would love to say how this has been all important to me and everything. But in all honesty this holds nothing but bad memories and I am more than happy to say goodbye to it.

Making my way to the Principal's office I don't bother knocking on his door and enter. Only to be greeted by the scene of the Principal Mr. Collins banging the school's beloved (note the sarcasm) Miss Tiffany the janitor. Their eyes go wide, turning crimson they quickly pull the first thing they can find to cover them. Which just happens to be the rule book of the academy. Ah the irony.

Not paying any attention to their clothing (or lack there of) and position as this is not the first time I have encountered this, I take a seat on the chair. Miss Tiffany practically runs out from the office half naked. Mr Collins clears his throat. His face is still red from embarrassment he sits himself on the chair. "What can I do for you today Ms. De Luca?" He questions suspiciously eying me. Ha! Look who's asking, you are in no place to question me, if anyone knew about what he was doing here......But then again given my track record you can't blame him. Let's just say I was not exactly an obedient student and had made enough trips here to last me a lifetime.

"I'm transferring schools." I paused observing his reaction. His features relaxed for a bit. "I'll do all the paperwork........"

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Exiting the office I go to my locker and move all the books I had kept there into my bag. Admittedly most of them were novels rather than textbooks. Finishing up, just as I'm about to get the hell out of there I bump into none other than Alissa Carson.

"Oh my God, look what we have here." Her high pitched screech made want to smash something right now, it was more than annoyed. You know the feeling one gets when someone is dragging their nails on the black board, that irritating noise? That's exactly how her voice was. Damn irritating.

Rolling my eyes, I asked her a million dollar question ."What do you want Alissa?" She is standing their with a few girls, probably her lackeys I haven't paid much attention to her over the years to know anyways.

"Oh look who is talking," she screeched dramatically in her oh-so-annoying voice trying to start another drama. "She thinks she owns the school huh?"

I seriously don't understand what her problem is you know besides that she wants attention.

I have to agree with you on this conscience. I don't understand what her deal is either. Just probably another wannabe queen bee.

Ha! Let's teach a lesson to this little attention seeker, she had been meddling in our lives for years, teaching the head splitting, ear bleeding and screeching cruella a lesson won't hurt.

Hmm, I don't like the idea of another drama but I sure do like the idea of knocking her down a few pegs. But what do we do...?

Just than I saw Nic walking down the corridors, his attention wasn't here but good amount of students had gathered here to catch on what was going on. I smirked inwardly, I know what to do now.

"Why are you doing this Alissa? Are you that desperate for attention. " I said putting a dramatic edge to my voice and raising it a few octaves. I knew what would rile her up, hurting her pride. And calling her out on her act was the best way to do it. I was simply pressing her buttons. Her face was now red in anger. It caught everyone's attention now, those who were not looking before were now gathered around to watch. Oh how people love drama!

"Shut up you bitch! Don't you dare say that or......" She growled, too far gone in her anger to realize what she was doing or what I was making her do. From the corner of my eyes I could see that it had caught Nic's attention. Time to play the ace...

"Or what Alissa?" I said with a mocking innocent face and a baby voice. "You will tell you daddy dearest, who might I add was banging the janitor or the guy whom you were banging in the janitor's closet, who I might also add wasn't your boyfriend." That seemed to be like the last nail in the coffin, her face became redder than mortally possibly.

The people around us started talking about who the guy was and many even claimed that they saw her near the janitor's closet and behind the staircases a lot of times with a guy. Hearing this she lost it. She lunged at me the very moment I saw Nic's expression harden and turn into a furious one as he marched up to Alissa. And pulling her hand he dragged her out of here.

Hehe looks like our work here is done. My conscience gave a devilish grin.

Indeed, our work is done. Nic knows her real face now. Let them fight, we have got more serious matters to deal with.

Yeah like dealing with a problem called 'telling father about moving to Italy'.

I made a face at that thought. In order to tell him about Italy I will have to tell him about what I am. I can only imagine what a disaster it is going to be........

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Marching straight to father's office I knock on the door twice before entering. Father had his had buried in a file. The pile of papers and documents had increased on his desk. His appearance look disheveled, his crisp suit was now crinkled, his tie was loosely hanging from his neck and it looked like he hadn't shaved in days.

Hearing the door open he looked up with an annoyed expression which quickly turned into an astonished one and then to an angry one. He looked from head to toe and then back at my face as if searching for something. I sat on the chair ready for all the scolding I was going to get. Father got up from the chair, circled the table and stood right in front of me. I expected all hell to break loose, hell I even expected a slap for going AWOL for days, but what I didn't expect was what happened next.

He crouched down and placed a kiss on my head, his expression which had been an angry one just a few moments ago had now changed to a relieved one. His eyes had moistened and there were huge bags under his eyes. He looked like he hadn't slept in days. I felt pang of guilt, guilt for worrying him, for putting him through all the stress. I had seen my father angry at many occasions, he was not someone to express his feelings openly guess I got that from him. And seeing him in this state felt like someone was choking me to the point I couldn't breathe.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere bambina? Why are not saying anything, did something happen?" He fired all of these questions in one go not giving me a chance to answer. To be honest I don't know what to say either, this side of his was new to me. I didn't know what to make of it. Caught up with the emotions I muttered the word which I hadn't spoken in years, "D-dad?". I felt water well up in my eyes. Taking a deep breath, trying to put a control on the soon to be overflowing tears, I spoke in a shaky voice. "I'm fine, nothing happened to me I'm absolutely fine.......dad." I added the last word separately, it felt so foreign.

At hearing this it felt like all of his control loosened on his emotions as he hugged me and kept muttering how thankful he was. My hands went around automatically hugging him back. I felt more guilty now, knowing what I was here to tell him about in the first place.

"I have a few things to tell you and I need you to listen patiently before you say anything. I prefer you'd take a seat for that." I said making

And so I told him everything, from my job to how I met Cleo to the move to Italy.

Which brings us to the present............

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Hola lovlies,

I'm back, and I really apologize for the delay, I was caught up in a few things. Also wish you guys a very happy new year 🎉

~Faith