Chapter Five

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I woke up being shaken awake, I opened my eyes pissed off and irritated, I was exhausted and my arm hurt.

I looked at Xander and scowled "What? What do you need?" The last thing I wanted to do was be woken up.

"You did such a good job at your appointment Lizzie, I'm proud of you. I wanted to show you around campus and introduce you to some of my friends and go eat lunch, pick up your schedule, show you your classes and possibly meet your teachers. Which you aren't going to fight me on, tomorrow is your first day of classes and I want you ready."

I was even more irritated now, that sounded like way too much work and all I wanted to do was sleep. I didn't really feel like being punished but I wasn't going to not take the opportunity to whine and mumble about how stupid it was.

Xander raised an eyebrow at me and said "Do you want to say anything you are mumbling under your breath a little louder? If not then I suggest you stop doing it altogether." I just looked out the window away from him.

He pulled into a parking spot in front of a large building, unbuckled his seatbelt and then unbuckled mine. "Okay, let's get going then." he got out of the car and then came and opened my door. I got out and he pulled me close to him and whispered "Don't do anything dumb Lizzie, and don't brat out." He grabbed a hold of my hand and my first instinct was to pull away.

"I just told you Lizzie to not start anything with me, you are already starting off on the wrong foot and we haven't even entered the building yet, that is strike one" he whispered in my ear.

I looked around embarrassed that someone heard but no one did. I let him grab a hold of my hand again and I didn't pull away this time.  "Sorry." I muttered he just nodded and squeezed it tighter. We started walking towards the building "Xander can I ask you a question?" he nodded his head with an irritated look on his face "Not Xander, Sir. You keep forgetting."

I ignored him and continued on with my question "Anyway, SIR why do people not pay attention to me until they see that I'm with you? When I was getting punished earlier no one paid attention to it until they saw it was you and then looked again, but they looked shocked, or smirked, or were afraid almost?" I questioned confused.

Xander chuckled "Because I'm the top brat tamer in the school, I haven't had a brat since I first started and I ended up making her submit in about two weeks, they see you with me and know you are trouble, and you are one of the worst brats here, considering you are with me to tame you that is."

I looked at him shocked. "Well one SIR I'm not a dog, you aren't taming me, and I'm also not that bad. I just don't take disrespect back from people who give it first" I said shrugging my shoulders.

He stopped walking and faced me. "And that's what a brat would say, you are bratting off now and I'm not going to give you a strike for it BUT you need to stop mouthing off towards me. You try to fight me at every opportunity you can."

I shook my head "I do not!" Xander looked back at me "Lizzie, stop mouthing off, do you want me to put you on that bench over my lap and spank you in front of everyone? Because I will. Don't test me."

I looked at him and looked down, my face turning red.  "No, I'm sorry.... sir" I muttered.

"Good girl" Xander said as he kissed my forehead. He immediately gave me butterflies when he did that and I don't know why, he's such a prick!

We walked into the building which was full of people. We  headed to the office where there was a woman behind a desk "Hello Xander! This must be your new submissive!" My first instinct was to go off on her but Xander quickly squeezed my hand tightly as a warning. I understand what it meant and I shut up quickly. "Yes, her name is Lizzie, do you happen to have her schedule and the necklace and bracelet box?" I looked at him confused, he never mentioned a necklace or bracelet, why would he be giving me a gift?

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