Shae's POV:-
"C'mon lazy bum, hurry! I've been waiting for you since forever." Emma said while I was getting ready for school.
"Zip it Em, it's only been about 5 minute alright. And how can I look crap at school when some new guy is coming? It's not that I'm interested or anything, I just want to maintain my image you see." I said while wearing my boots.
Emma snorted and mumbled, "Yeah right"
I wore a turquoise top with quarter sleeves, white shorts with a leather belt and let my hairs loose. I finished the look with my leather boots and grabbed my Chanel bag, aviators and my iPhone 5.
"Okay I'm ready lets get going!" I said while grabbing my car keys.
"But I'm hungry!" Emma whined.
"We'll have breakfast at Starbucks. Now get your sorry ass inside the car!" I almost yelled at my friend while getting inside the car.
Emma huffed but got inside anyway. You must be thinking that I just stepped out of the house without bidding farewell to anyone. Actually the thing is that there is no one else in the house except our butler. Dad is obviously on a business trip.
Typical!
25 minutes later:-
"Shae, did I ever tell you that I love you a lot!" Emma said while eating her pancake.
I just shrugged. The thing us that my red head friend has a thing for Starbucks. Weird right?
#BANG#
"What on earth is that?!" I said while stepping out of Starbucks.
Emma was about to say something when her jaw dropped and literally hit the concrete. And when I turned around, the scene sent me in verge of tears. But then the feeling was covered by rage.
There in front of me was the love of my life, my baby, my everything, my Maserati Grandturismo crashed like a piece of junk by some stupid Range Rover Evoque.
"You f*cking d*ck! Do you have eyes or are you wearing condoms on them too. Don't you know how to drive. You little Nigerian shit! Can you see what you have done to my baby! My Maserati is totally broken. GOSH." I screamed without seeing who I was talking to and started observing my car for any further damage.
Wait are you kidding me? Further damage? Huh! The car was already damaged to worst state possible.
"Excuse me Miss. First of all, the language your using is not very lady like. And secondly, yes I do have eyes and girls seem to love them and I only wear condom on one specific place. And it's not totally my fault if I say so. Your car wasn't parked correctly. And for the record, I'm a busy man." A manly voice said from behind me in an abnormally calm voice. But arrogance dripping in every little word.
I faced that guy and for a second, my heart skipped a beat. The guy was drop dead gorgeous. He had lightly tanned skin, perfectly styled brown hairs and brown eyes. Beautiful brown eyes which seemed to hold so many secrets in them but there was also something dangerous about them. I couldn't put my finger on it.
But I quickly brushed those thoughts away and my whole body was again in custody of rage. How dare he say everything like that to me when he is the one who committed the mistake. THE mistake.
"Listen to me Mr. Car Crasher! I don't give a damn if my language is lady like or not! And it wasn't MY mistake okay! You're the one who drives blindly! I don't know anything else but YOU are gonna give me and my friend a ride to our school. Pick and drop, BOTH. And I don't care that if you're a busy man or not. You will do it! And you are going to do it till my car is perfectly repaired. And YOU are certainly the one who'll pay for all the damage of my car. End of discussion." I said all this while yelling and pointing at him. I crossed my arms while waiting for his answer.
His expression was bewildered for while as if it was the first time someone ever commanded him, but it was soon replaced by amusement.
"Alright, I agree" my mouth hung open. I was clearly expecting an argument.
Nevertheless.
As I was replaying everything in my mind he stalked towards me and due to reflex, I stepped back until my back hit the wall. He held my hips in his big manly hands and slip of his hands in the back pocket of my shorts and got my car keys and iPhone out. What the....
"I'll be needing your number and I need the car keys too. And for the record, my name is Kevin. Kevin Lanter." He whispered in my ears. Trust me I think I shivered because of his bold approach.
The proximity between the two of us was too close for my liking in this situation. He looked at the space between us and shook his head.
He motioned me to follow him to his car. I was kind of taken aback by his actions but I still followed him. I need to get to school anyways. Emma did the same.
During the ride he asked me about our school and then the conversation ended. I noticed his features; taking advantage that he wouldn't catch me while doing so.
He was well built and well dressed. Saying that he was handsome would be an understatement.
Though he had that bad boy feeling to his posture. But honestly speaking, that doesn't matters in my case. Not even one bit.
I don't think so he's that bad. After all he agreed on giving me and Emma rides till my car is repaired and he also agreed to pay for it.
'Why are you even thinking about it! And he is BAD! BAD! BAD!' My subconscious scolded me. She was right. Why am I thinking about this crap.
During the ride, Emma was awkwardly silent. But that amused glint in her eyes told me that she's planning something I won't like. So as soon as Kevin parked his car in our school's parking lot, I mumbled quick thank you and slipped out of the car and ran inside the school so I won't have to face Emma's interrogation which I knew was coming soon. But not now.
I could feel two pairs of eyes burning holes in my back. But I avoided them and everyone else's stares and quickly got inside the class.
Surprisingly, Emma didn't followed me right away and entered the class room after the bell rang.
"I have a surprise for you Shae honey." Emma said with a wink while walking to sit behind me.
But before I could say something, our boring Maths teacher, Mr. Smith said something I had almost forgotten about. Damn! The New Kid! Gosh.
I quickly got my mirror out of my bag to see if I was representable enough. As Mr. Smith was telling the whole class about that guy, I quickly fixed my hair.
"C'mon in kid." Mr Smith said. My head instantly shot up.
No. Freaking. Way.
What I saw was something I never would want to see.
