Bad Girl (On-going)

Chapter 11: (The Mentor)

I turned the alarm clock off and made my bed before wearing my tube top and fitted shorts. Barefoot, I went straight to the living room and turned the stereo on. As the music faded in, I started to jog in place along with the beat. I did 150 sit-ups, 150 haunch extensions, and 150 squats. As I was bathing into sweat, I resumed the jogging routine. When I felt fully content, I did some jumping jacks for cooldown and grabbed a towel to drain my sweat while turning off the stereo. I turned my heels onto the kitchen and grabbed the door of the fridge. As I swung it open, I poured some lemon water from the pitcher to my glass and drank from it. For breakfast, I just prepared cereals with milk. After getting it done, I delightfully ate it in my balcony while looking down the moving cars at the crossroads, the people strolling along the streets, and the men working in a warehouse. Watching this kind of view makes me think that they are really striving hard for their future. It makes me remember mom. It makes me wonder how she is doing in Australia. Whether she is able to take three meals everyday or not, I do not know.

After taking the last spoon of my cereals, I went back to the kitchen and washed the dirty dish. I drank water first from the dispenser before getting in my room. I got my bag from the cabinet and started arranging my school stuffs. I left the useful things in my bag and threw the unwanted ones in the bin. Then, I rested my bag on my bed and decided to get some clothes to wear. After eyeing many choices, I was able to settle for the fuchsia jeans and black blouse complemented with a pair of sneakers. I just laid my clothes beside my bag and set foot in the bathroom for shower. I quickly stripped my clothes off and put it aside before starting the bathing rituals.

After bath, I soaked my laundry with soap in a basin and left it inside the bathroom. Then, I brushed my teeth and garled. I applied my skin with lotion and underarms with deodorant before putting on my clothes. I combed my curly hair and let it dangle at the sides as I put on some lip balm and mascara. When I was done, I lifted my backpack and went out of my unit while holding my car keys in my hand.

At the front of the elevator, I lightly pushed the down button. When it swung open, it revealed an empty space inside. Stepping in, I pushed the basement button. The door was about to shut itself when a hand stopped it and there, I saw Paul. He was ogling at me while biting into his lower lip. Being a bad girl I always am, I didn't withdraw him. Instead, I just played his cards.

"Going to school?" He said as he went closer beside me.

"Obviously. How 'bout you?" I retorted, still looking straight to him.

He sent me an uneasy smile before uttering, "It doesn't matter."

With that, I softly snorted while half-smirking. Then, I looked the other way. Everything was silent until the 'ting' sound was heard. Together, Paul and I walked along the car park. I could feel it. Paul's eyes were on me, but I didn't bother to look. I just pretended not to notice. As I arrived to where my car was, I unlocked it using the key. I was about to hop in the driver's seat when someone held my arm. When I looked, I was a little bit baffled to see Paul. I thought he left with his own car already. I never thought he would follow me here.

"What are you doing?" I asked with furrowed eyebrows.

He cleared his throat and softly pulled me. I was taken aback by what he did, but I still managed to keep myself in check. He removed my bag from my shoulder and tossed it inside my car. Then, he looked at me in the eye as he slowly closed the open door. I remained silent and steady, letting him fix some of my stray hairs. With that, I already know what he wants. Deep inside, I smirked. It's a perfect time to cut ties with him 'cause I think I've reached the horizon.

"I miss your kisses, Deborah." He finally spilled.

He was on his way to slope down when I put my right hand on his nape and pulled him closer. Then, I torridly kissed him without hesitation. He, on the other hand, quickly responded to it. We were like hungry, wild beasts for minutes. I could feel his hand caressing my stomach and his hips moving restlessly towards me.