Vixen (English)

chapter two

#Vixen

I woke up the next day only to find out that I was lying on a comfortable bed. Not in the backseat of a car, but a bed, a comfy and soft bed. I tried reminiscing the events that I have dragged myslef into last night and memories flashed.

A one night stand isn't really that much of a deal to me, I lost my virginity when I was seventeen, and having sex with a stranger with a big cock doesn't hurt, really. Just... better safe than sorry.

Well, you can call me a whore, but right now, I'm panicking. You see, I have classes to attend this afternoon and it's already eleven thirty in the fucking morning! Mrs. Rodriguez will fuck the shit outta me once she catches me being all tardy again, well, not literally...

I quicky sat up and regretted that later on as I the pain in between my thigs. Was he really that huge, yeah? I scanned my eyes through the room and discovered that no one else was there. I endured the agony and stood up, looking for the pieces of garment I wore last night. I found it on top of a table beside the bed and quickly wore it.

I went out of the room, fully dressed, and realized that nobody was really there. It was a condo unit, per se. An elegant, clean and big unit, if you'd ask me. I can tell in a blink of an eye that a guy owns this because the aura it screams looked more like it. I took my phone and dialed Chastity's number as I made my way outside the condominium unit, not even bothering to lock the goddamned door.

"Wait, what? Where the hell are you, bitch?" I heard her playful tone and rolled my eyes. I told her the condominium tower I was in and I felt my blood boil when I heard her chuckle. "Just fucking get me here or I'll cut your balls!" I commanded and she laughed, which made me more furious. "I don't have balls, sweetheart..." She breathed out. "I'll make them grow on your vagina and cut them!" I said out of fustration. She laughed again and said yes before dropping the call.

I waited for almost 20 minutes before Chastity's black audi parked in front of me. I rolled my eyes and stepped inside. "You look like shit, honey..." She said and threw the cigarette butt before starting the engine.

I rolled my eyes "You're not helping that much, Chastity!" I breathed out and she chuckled again. "Where shall I drop you, my highness?" She asked "Apartment," I answered in a bored tone and closed my eyes, I'm so tired!

"Don't you have classes?" I asked her without even opening my eyes. "Yup, nine to ten..." She breathed out. Lucky for her, the girl only had one subject to attend to. "What about you skip class and rest, Avis? You totally look like shit," she said and this time, I opened my eyes, sounds like a good plan.

But I, for one, knew that I couldn't skip the subject that concerned Mrs. Rodriguez. I don't really care about all the other professors, but Mrs. Rodriguez, she was the bitch of my life. Well, you see, she's been blackmailing me throughout this damned semester and all I could do is pray that I won't be under her next semester. She's been convincing me to go to the university to do all those activities I barely even knew.

The first month sure ran slowly, the boat was sailing smooth, but then everytime we'd meet, she'd assign me to another activity, leaving me with loadshit of work! I knew that I should put a stop to that, so I started skipping class. Everytime I'd get all tardy or skip class, well I'll tell you man, the woman was worst than she could ever be.

She'd send me to detention and that place was just the worst! I would, much to my discomfort, find myself hanging out with Thresh Garner. He's hot and popular, alright, but I was so sure that the guy had some kind of HIV, and he kept bugging me to do it with him, but I wouldn't want to die of AIDS!  He would constantly tell me how hot I was and stuff...

And there was Collin Standford, who was a total nerd— and I don't even know why he's in detention, the guy looked pretty harmless. But the disturbing thing about Standford is that he'd be staring at me all the time!

"Ah, yes! Mrs. Rodriguez..."she chuckled upon my unsolved problem. "What a poor pussy you are, Av! I bet you won't even have the chance to even close your eyes, all eyes on you, babe." She laughed again and I snorted. She parked the car infront of the building I was currently living in. I bid her goodbye and without saying anything, pulled myself inside my comfort room.

It was part twelve noon when I reached the University, a breathe of relief and a smile plastered on my lips. Now, you can't touch me, Mrs. Rodriguez! I entered the room and greeted all my blockmates with a smile. As for my lack of sleep, I knew that the solution to everything was coffee, I got rid of it by drinking my favorite coffee. I usually drink it with milk, more like 60% is milk and the remaining 40 is coffee.

"Wazzup, Av?" I hear Willow, one of my friends, call me. I threw her a smirk before approaching her and taking the empty seat next to her. "How's it going?" She asked, eyeing me intently. "Everything's perfectly fine for me, sweetheart," I said and she just chuckled. We talked about the fun that we had from last night's rave, and other stuff that didn't concern school. We were still on the middle of our chitchat when Mrs. Rodriguez came in.

And I just knew that the moment she entered the room, her gaze would land at me, per se. I chuckled in a not-so-obvious way when I saw her pissed expression. Oops, no detention for today, Mrs. Rodriguez. She raised an eyebrow at me and all I could do was give her a sweet smile. The woman is like, sixty years old, and even though she was the bitchiest person in my life, I still had the guts to respect her.

She made us sit and sat peacefully on the teachers table. "Alright," she said in a intimidating tone which made everyone shudder, except me, that is, and adjusted her glasses. "I won't be handing out activities for your home economics today since there's this program that will be held next week," she said and I almost jumped from my chair out of deep felicity, but that was before she cleared her throat and looked at me intently.

"But that does not mean that you won't be doing anything, much to your dismay, Miss Wilde..." She said and gazed at me. "I will be dividing you into four different groups, you need to come up with an activity that we can perform on that program to make it less boring. Now, the group to come up with the best activities will be given corresponding points," she said and started dividing us to groups.

I was with Willow, who was grinning, Lecile Thompson, Auburn Hills, Roseate Butcher and some other people I don't recognize much. Ah, Freya Robb, one of the aspiring students in this block, was in our group. She started talking about some activities and I wasn't really interested, but I chose to listen to those stupid things she was talking about, aware of Mrs. Rodriguez' presence.

The noisy room grew silent when we heard a noise coming from outside the door, Mrs. Rodriguez looked at the door and smiled sweetly, her wrinckles showing, while I was taken aback. "Welcome! You are the transferee, right? You join Ms. Robb's group, she'll explain what you need to do..." She said and pointed to our area.

He nodded and walked towards our area, I can see how the girls reacted, they were whipering and squeling about how handsome the guy was. But there was something different about him, he looked so innocent.

He sat next to someone, whom I presume is Calvin Davis and didn't lay a single gaze on me. What the fuck?