Unexpected Help

House Maid Lesson 2: Return of the Mad Dog and the Arrival of Blondie

2. Return of the Mad Dog and the Arrival of Blondie

As soon as the words fluttered past my lips, I didn't regret them. I never regretted anything I said. I relied on only my instincts, and that's what helped me to this place now so...why stop? I couldn't even help but grin at Lina's awestricken face, and Orion's horrible attempts at stifling his chuckles while scanning the crowd before the four of us- Jay was just casually leaning on the same wall of lockers with little interest displayed on her rosy cheeks. "What? Did I hurt the lil' tramp's feelings?" I murmured with a teasing baby's voice, occasionally adding little W's along the way for affect.  

With a slap of Henderson's hand and a shoulder shove past the head cheerleader's side, I received another effortless victory. "C'mon Jay, we're going to be late for class," I announced in a monotone voice just as the school bell sounded, signifying that class was now starting before the audience gave a sigh of dissatisfaction and began to disperse.  

"Took you long enough," the pinkette grunted as a ghost of a smile graced the corners of her lightly gloss covered lips. 

"Sorry, I'm a bit off my game." Sarcasm was evident in my voice as I turned to glance back at the now arguing 'couple', the ebony haired male practically zoning out Lina's rant and animated hand movements- but then something caught my eye. Actually, another pair of eyes. Orion's jade irises glued to mine before he puckered his lips and blew me a taunting kiss by just spreading them out once more to restore them to their original glory, a lopsided grin overtaking his handsome features. He was practically setting himself up for what I was about to do next. As I raised my right hand I mouthed the word 'kiss', then gently pressed my lips against my fingertips and preformed the action, silently saying: 'my'. And finally, I glanced downwards towards the linoleum floors only to catch his stare for the second time when I lifted my electric blue orbs from the ground and gave him a childish pout, then.... 

SMACK! 

I hit my right buttock and pronounced 'ass' lastly, accepting a round of sultry laughs just as I spun around to meet Jay's playful gaze. The thing was, I didn't even crack a smile once during the whole thing.  

God, that dumbass. 

"Seeing that the oxygen's so thick with it, I can practically grab the bullshit out of thin air," she said in her usual witty tone before elbowing me in the ribs, careful not to actually hurt me. But knowing me, she was completely unfazed as I dramatized the situation in a over-the-top fashion. I gripped my side with pure fake agony straining my face, letting out a few coughs and painful sighs. 

"I can't go on for much longer, Jay..." 

"Cut the crap, class is starting." 

I let out a few giggles as we entered the classroom and I restored my posture, amused by her frank command. Since it was simply homeroom, the teacher, Mrs. Erinson, didn't bother paying any attention to the blabbering, paper throwing and generally obnoxious students. After all, we were stuck with mostly jocks and cheerleaders.  

Jay took her seat long before me, seeing as though I snatched a small link of paper clips from the elder woman's desk, fiddling with the wiry material. As I approached my desk I noticed that it was...occupied?! By a complete stranger at that, he must be new. All I could see was a ragged-looking high-top converse from under the desk and a sandy blonde head, the roots naturally a dark chocolate. Intriguing. "Oi, Blondie. You're sitting in my seat," I curtly explained to him, nearing in on my desk that was situated in the center of the room. Instantly, his deep hazel optics absorbed mine which produced my muscles to become rigid.  

I had never seen such intensity and natural captivation in my life that I just tensed up. He was dangerously close to sending a chill up my spine- and not the good kind. After my eyes stuck with his, they began to drift to his chiseled chin, thin yet plump roseate chops, very defined neck muscles and Adam's apple along with the adolescent's dirty blonde hair that was cut so that it didn't fall into his face, but swirled to the left with a practically invisible part on the right side of his head. Shaggy but extremely handsome, even the ends of his hair were lighter than the rest, which made it look almost like an ombre hairstyle.