i'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere...oh and i dont think they're humans

i'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere...oh and i don't think they're humans~8

Hey guys! I rushed through finishing this in time for the new year to arrive, but I'm uploading after it. hope you guys like this part and wish you all a happy new year! :D

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~I'm packed off to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere...oh and I dont think they're humans~8~

recap from part 7

"Come on, Christine, don't tell me you're embarrassed when your mother bathed you when you were a little girl!"

"Hey! When I was that young, I didn't even know what on earth does embarrassment mean! And my mummy is my mummy, you're not my mummy! My daddy didn't even bath me before! You'd better go out and let me bath by myself!" I shouted again.

Part 8

"Okay, be careful. Call my name if you need me," he finally relented, then held out a bar soap to me. I took it and placed it at the soap dish and then looked at him over my shoulder. Once I made sure he went out and closed the door behind him, I relaxed. Phew...

If only he's so easy to shake off....

I stripped off all my clothes slowly ignoring the pain from my injuries. After all they're all made by that stupid Blake. I let the water wash down over me, soothing my tired-out muscles and making me sigh in relief. Thankfully there wasn't scratches and stuff like that, if not I wouldn't be able to enjoy this bath.

"Hmmm..Hmmmmmm....." I hummed a tune.

"Let me guess. You're enjoying this bath very much."

I stopped moving altogether. Did he mean to scare me while I'm bathing?! And I thought he left as I ordered?

"Hey hey, Ms Christine, you can't shake me off that easily. I promised to help you...okay, this time I promise I won't look unless I Really have to, and I thought you won't like using bar soap when you're injured like this, so I brought along the bottled types!" He passed me the shampoo when I stretched my left hand backwards as best as I could. "You'd better keep your eyes to yourself, or I'll help you gouge out your eyeballs!" I snapped.

"Really?" He replied sarcastically.

"Of course!" I returned him the shampoo and got the shower cream from him the same way I received the shampoo. It was so hard to bath with one hand, since my injured hand had been twisted less than an hour ago and it was still aching, but the pain subsided a little. "Come on, Christine, I know you're in pain, don't hide it anymore...let me help you..." His hands traveled down my shoulders to the curve at my waist and before he could get any further down, I slapped his hands away with my good hand.

"Watch your hands too. I don't remember giving you permission to touch me. Inappropriately, to be exact. The next time you do that I'm going to scream 'rape' as loudly as I can and you'll be gone," I lost my patience. He's not even my boyfriend, why should he touch me like that? Even guys have a hard time trying to impress me to become my boyfriend. (I don't even care about those kind of idiots at all) :)

"Sorry, it's just...irresistible for me to do nothing while a beautiful and sexy girl bath in front of me," he admitted, blushing slightly. Well, that's a little forgivable, I think...

I rinsed off the remaining little bubbles and there was a large towel wrapped around me once the water stopped running. "There you go, Missy, Come out when you're done, I'll be guarding the door outside for you," I received a gentle pat on the back before I was left alone at last.

After getting my clothes on and gathering my stuff with my left hand (I got them by doing single leg hops to them), I couldn't open the bathroom door and I had to give the door a few tiny kicks until Nick opened it from the other side. "Back so fast? You should have called for me," he gave me a toothy grin. I glared at him without much threat.