Don't Let Me Go (Book 1)

Chapter 5

"I will see them tomorrow" I responded, about to leave but Julia blocked the way. Giving me this pleading look.

"Please. You have to come with us" Her tone said it all. If I didn't comply, she would get punished for it.

"Huh" Sighed in frustration "Who wants to see me?"

"you will find out" Sara smiled

They led the way while I followed behind them, wondering what they wanted from me, calling me to the ruff top. We took several stairs, going up to the very top of the building. At the end of the stairs, Sara pushed, opened the door and stepped out while I followed behind her with Julia behind me. Shit. The sudden brightness of my environment affected my eyes, causing me to use my hand as shade for a few seconds, until my eyes adjusted to its environment. '' wow'' a little gasp escaped my lips, stunned by the beauty from up here. One can see almost the entire town from up here and it is an amazing sight.

"Hey!!!" an aggressive voice, snapped me out of my thought. I turned on my heels, to see them. they looked like a pack of wolves all gathered against one prey and I happened to be that prey. come here A guy spoke using his finger to gesture for me to come close. I did as I was told not scared of them. As I walked forward I took my time to notice the place. It looked very comfortable and neat. They had probably arranged it to their own taste I guess. Getting close, I noticed the smell of alcohol and weed. Giving me a sudden flashback to my father and how he comes home drunk. Immediately, I snapped out of it.

"I guess you are the hard ass" the other guy spoke. This was the second time someone called me that, causing my curiosity to kick in. "Victor, your phone." He said to the guy who sat on top of a desk with a can of beer in his hand. He carried a low cut like someone who had just gotten out of prison. The Victor guy brought out his phone from his pocket and handed it over.

"Yeah you go Lucas" Lucas collected the phone. Lucas looked more like a nerdy guy because of the glasses he had on and he is damn cute with his full curly hair and light chocolate skin. From the corner of my eyes, I noticed that strange guy from the club. So he goes to school here, why am I not surprised? His glacial electric blue eyes stared at me deeply. Making uncomfortable. I felt like he could read me for some reason and it was rare to find someone who made me feel that way. Our eyes never broke contact as he lifted his hand which had a cigarette trapped between his index and middle finger, to his mouth, he inhaled and took it out, and a heavy mass of smoke followed. I don't like him already

"This is you, isn't it?" Lucas called my attention back, displaying the phone in front of me. It was a video, a video of me when I introduced myself in class today I hate bitches and assholes. If you know you are one, Avoid me. I looked from the phone to him, wondering when this video was taken and why it bothered them.

"So what if am?"

"You hate bitches and Assholes?' he gave me a mocking smile "It seems to me, you are calling them to you" trying to act smart

" And what if I am... calling out to them?... I guess that is who you guys are, for coming to me" He frowned at my words

"What did you say?" An angry female voice spoke. Lucas is pushed out of the way and finally, that girl is revealed. The girl from the club, the one who was making out with the strange guy

"Easy Cassandra" Lucas scolded, she ignored him.

"I said what did you say?" she yelled. At the club she appeared to be calm, I guess I read her wrong

"Why are you worked up over what you didn't hear" Curiosity in my tone

"Is she crazy?" Isabella spoke from a conner

"fuck you" she let out and just like that. Her hand landed on my face. A very powerful slap, enough to pan my face to the side. Am I crazy if I say I wasn't affected by her slap? I have received far worse from my father, ex-bosses, present bosses and different people who pay me so they can pour their frustration and anger on me. "Look bitch. This is A&S high and we right here.... make the rules... do you know what that means?" I didn't respond, instead, I just adjusted my hair which got messed up from the force of the slap. I heard their laughs from the background. The strange guy didn't laugh, he maintained that uninterested gaze

"Doesn't she look familiar Cassandra" the last girl who I still did not know her name spoke.

"Yes she does' Isabella added. Cassandra stared at me for a while. puzzled

"Yeah, she is...." smiling "Where have we seen you before, Maria girl?" I lift my head to look her in the eyes "What?... what is with that look?"

"She is the attendance bitch from the club the other night" The strange guy spoke out. His deep voice sent everyone into silence "I noticed the moment she stepped in here" Cassandra, still looking at me. After a while, it finally hit all of them

"Ohhhhh.... the one who wanted to switch places with Julia"

"Yeah" Max added, "I thought her name was Miya"

"I guess, she is so poor that she had to work as a slut in a club," the strange guy said and everyone laughed. My anger began to grow, were they seriously going to waste my time here over this nonsense? I got a job to get to and they were taking away my valuable time.

"If you don't have anything valuable to say to me then I should get going.... I got a job to get to"

"What?" shocked again at my words. Cassandra crossed her arms and studied me from head to toe "This girl is insane"

"I think she is a psychopath or something" Sara spoke

"Yeah she totally is" Victor supported

"A broke ass Psychopath with a sharp mouth... It is said that an empty vessel makes the loudest noise" Lucas added

"What do we have here" Cassandra dragged my bag away and I didn't stop her "Wow.... this looks like it is centuries old" displaying the bag in the air, the atmosphere was taken by laughter

"you should probably not touch that, you may get an infection or something" Max mocked

"Aaa!!" throwing the bag away with disgust and it fell close to the strange guy's couch.

"huh," I sighed and made my way to the bag to pick it up. The moment I got on my knees to pick it up. His foot landed on it, displaying his expensive-looking black shoes, probably from one of those brands like Louis Vuitton which cost like $10,000. It looked too expensive for a student to wear. His foot prevented me from picking up my bag. I lift my head to get a better view of him. Damn, his eyes were much more beautiful from up close and as the breeze blew his hair, some stance brushed his eye lead. it made him appear like some kind of Movie star. He gave me this devilish smile, which had the power to take any lady's breath away.

"Perfect...This is where you should belong"