Chapter 2: First Attack

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Ames P.O.V

"What? Now you have nothing to say" she didn't say anything and she was sort of swaying. I was about to ask her again but then she fainted on me. "Oh shit, hey wake up. Wake up you spoiled brat." Damn it, I gotta take her to the nurse before the bell rings for third period. If anyone sees us together, it's gonna stir a rumour. I scooped her up and carried her to the nurse department.

I was nearly there until a blonde chick came walking towards me. I tried to look for another way but I was stuck, once she saw me, she came running towards me.

"Oh my god, what did you do?" she looked like she was going to break down in tears or something. It kind of seems like she knows her.

"Look, I didn't do anything. Just help me get her to the nurse" Blondie just nodded which was good thing. We made it to the nurse in 2 minutes but Blondie was annoying the shit out of me. She kept on whining and crying that she was going to die. She was a drama queen.

When we made it to the nurse, she did a quick check up on her.

"She'll be fine, she just needs some rest" our head nurse said to Blondie. She seemed to relax after that but I just stood in front of the door. "But has....Miss Jacobsen been in a lot of stress lately?" she said stopping to look at her profile to make sure that she didn't get her name wrong. Stress my ass, I bet she just fainted from happiness.

"No, I don't think so. But she has been acting strange today" Blondie replied and the nurse just nodded her head, writing down her report.

"Ok, just make sure that she gets some rest and I think it's best if she goes home. And call it day. I'll call her guardians and inform them immediately. She'll be awake in a few minutes" she told me and Blondie then she left. I just stood there looking at Blondie holding Mia's hand. I suddenly felt angry again, she's probably faking it.

When I got home yesterday from football practise, my parents wanted to talk to me. I thought that they were going give me an ear full from last week's party disaster. But no. In fact they didn't hesitate to tell me. My mother was happy and my father was serious. The only reason why I considered this stupid marriage thing was the fact that they would cut off my allowance. They give me 100000 dollars a week. Now without that, I have nothing. So when I got to school this morning, I snuck into the headmaster's office and looked for profile. Her last name was Jacobsen so it was easy to find her file because she's the only Jacobsen in the academy. And when I found out her name, it was Mia. I hated that name and I don't want to remember the owner of the name.

In the corridors, I saw her but she pretended not to see me. That assured me that she knew what was going on. I didn't want to wait to confront her after school so I looked for her after second period. That's when I found her near the library and then we ended up in the boy's locker room. I tried to not lose my temper at her but she was making it hard by pretending to be dumb about the issue. She even had the nerve to slap me. What am I even doing here?

I've never been in the nurse except for times when I get injured in a game or fight. Well there's another reason why but nobody knows that.

I just opened the door and left. The corridors were flooded with kids again because lunch was over. I had my hands in my pocket and walked through the crowd. Then one of my summer flings stood in front of me, stopping me with her hand on my chest. My eyes trailed from her hand to her body. I couldn't help but grin at the sight before me.

"Well, if isn't Megan Wilson the head cheer leader. What do I owe this pleasure?" she grinned back, moving her body closer to mine until there was no more distance between us.

"I've missed you Ames. I thought we could catch up before class." She said tracing my chest with her finger. I knew exactly what she meant by catching up. "Common room in 10" she whispered in my ear, kissing m cheek. I could see from the corner of my eyes that some of the kids were staring at us. She turned around and left, leaving me filled with lust. I'd never pass out on an opportunity like this one, no way. That's why I love bachelor life. I can do whatever and whoever I want. And the ladies come lining up in my doorway like Christmas presents.

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