When Ms. Gangster meets Mr. Gangster

Chapter 15: Ms. Gangster's mad at me!

Riiing!Riing!

Babe calling...

"Hello?"

"Hi babe! Can you please come over at my house? There's an emergency!" She squeeled.

"Okay, babe. I'm coming over." I ended the call and proceeded to the parking lot. Now I'm sure that Mr. Gurshton, our professor in Science and a terror teacher will hand me a detention slip. Tsk.

As soon as I arrived at Phoebe's house, I went inside their house in hurry. I asked the naid where she is and told me that she is in her bedroom. I rode the elevator towards the third floor. They are so damn rich because her father belongs to the top ten elites of the world. When I reached the third floor, I half-ran, half-walked towards her bedroom. I opened the door and found her lying on her king-sized bed.

"What's the emergency?" I asked. I went near her.

"Can you help me?" She stood up and faced me.

"Yes."

"Can you help me on pick on which dress I would wear for tomorrow's date?" She asked and went to her walk-in closet.

What the hell? She made me come here to help her hoose a dress?! What the f*ck! When she got out of her closet, I stood up and went near her.

"So you made me come here only to pick you a dress?"

"Yes." She brought the dress towards the bed and threw it. I let out a deep breath because I am quite annoyed. I am going to have detention just because of this f*cking dress!

"You said it was an emergency?" I asked.

"Yes. An emergency. A fashion emergency." She smiled and batted her eyelashes. Tss.

"I'll go back to school." I walked towards the door when she spoke.

"Why? I thought you're gonna help me?"

"I've already changed my mind." I said in gritted teeth and went out of their house.
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"Mr. Aguilar! You are 45 minutes late!" Shouted Mr. Gurshton.

"Yeah, I know. Isn't it obvious?" I muttered which I think everyone heard.

"Don't talk to me like that! I'm still your professor!"

"If you don't want me to talk like that, then don't ask questions that are so stupid." I threw my bag on my armchair and slumped.

Everyone was shocked. They were very silent. Mr. Gurshton turned quiet too. I looked at them and send them death glares. Looking at me should be the last thing that you should do.

Bang!

Everyone turned their heads towards the door. There stood Bel with a messy outfit and her hair is untied. She looks beautiful that way. Tss. She walked over to Mr. Gurshton and faced him with a pokerface.

Mr. Gurshton was about to speak when he stopped him.

"I know I'm late." she said in a low voice.

"Yes. I know you're late. You don't have to state the obvious." he said and crossed his arms. What the hell?! He just copied what I said?!

Bel's dark aura began to spread. It's like black smoke is coming out of her. Her eyes dimmed. Some of them close their eyes and some hid under their tables. As if it would protect them.

She took a step forward while Mr. Gurshton took a step back. But he is still wearing that smile on his face.

"Don't you know my rule?" Bel asked emphasizing every word. Of course, we know. It is boldly enscripted at the big bulletin board at the front gate.

"Nope." he answered as if he is a kid.
What? Is he blind?

"The rule says that if YOU," she pointed at him. "talk back to me," she moved forward,

"you're dead."

She glared at everyone before positioning herself on her seat. Mr. Gurshton was once again, silent. The class ended with no one speaking.
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"Hey love! Wait up!" I called out. There is only one person that I call 'love' in this school. And guess who.

She faced me and rolled her eyes. Students that are staying at the corridor watched us. As soon as I got near her, I kissed her on her cheek which made her turn red all over. I could just laugh seeing her reaction. But I didn't. I just stared at her and I saw smoke coming out from her ears.

"Can't you wait, love?" I asked smiling from ear to ear. Those who heard our convo (even though I'm the only one speaking here) teased us.

She balled her fists and punched the locker next to her. Damn! Poor locker! She glared at everyone including me.

"ALL OF YOU WHO ARE IN THE CORRIDOR RIGHT NOW WILL HAVE DETENTION FOR ONE WEEK!" She shouted.

"Including you?" I asked.

"No. But you, Mr. Aguilar will have detention for two weeks. And don't call me love bec--"

"IS HE YOUR BOYFRIEND?!" someone shrieked from the crowd. All of us looked at the one who shouted and voila!

"Yes, he is." Bel suddenly said and clinged on me.

"I thought Phoebe is your girlfriend?" She asked again.

"I.Am.His.Girlfriend." she said in gritted teeth and went over to Trixie. "Now, back off or I'll smudge your makeup!"

"No!" And Tricia ran away covering her face.

Girls and their makeup.

Bel was about to turn her back on me when I grabbed her arm.

"What?!" She said in gritted teeth.

"Where are you going?" I said. She faced me weirdly.

"You will not allow your GIRLFRIEND to eat?" She said mockingly and rolled her eyes.

"Nope. I will not allow my GIRLFRIEND to eat without his BOYFRIEND." I smiled mischievously and wrapped my left arm on her waist.

Some of the people in the corridor whistled and laughed but not until Bel shot them dagger looks. I just chuckled and without warning, SHE slapped ME.

"What the hell, Bel?!" Ooh! That rhymed!

"Shut up! And stop calling me Bel!" She shouted and walked out of the scene.

"Bel, I mean, Ysabel!" I called out. She stopped on her tracks and faced me. She smirked and raised her middle finger. Damn!

"Hey, dude. What happened here?" Ignacio greeted. He and my gang are also here.

Something came to my mind which made me smile.

"I think Nathan is possessed." Cross blurted out. I looked at him and send him death glares which made them laugh.

"What's bothering you, dude?" Ignacio asked again.

I smiled.

"I think Ms. Gangster's mad at me."

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THE means the assassins who killed Bel's parents.

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