"They are undercover and are here for your protection."
"What? Are you crazy? I don't need protection. And these two bulls undercover?" I said pointing towards the bulky men. "There's nothing undercover with them following me around."
"Oh no you got...
Don't ever tell a girl to calm down when she's angry or panicked. You're just asking for more trouble.
Giara's POV.
"So wait a second. If you're seventeen now, that means you never went to high school." Marcus concluded.
"Wow! Marcus you are so intelligent." I said sarcastically.
"Thank you." He grinned stupidly earning a smack from Mr. Bratty.
"Idiot! She was being sarcastic." He said.
"Yes. And answer to your questions is yes too. I never went to high school until now." I answered shaking my head at his stupidity.
"Why?"
"Because I was homeschooled."
"But that doesn't mean you graduated right?" Mr. Bratty butted in.
"No. I graduated at 14."
"What? At 14!?!" Marcus exclaimed.
"I knew you were a nerd." Mr. Bratty muttered.
"Thank you goody two shoes."
"I am not goody two shoes!!" He glared.
"Jay don't even try to deny it. You are a goody two shoes. We and every one else know that." Marcus said holding his hand up at me. I just stared blankly at his palm.
"What?" I asked dumbfounded. At that he stared at me in disbelief.
"You don't know what is this?" He questioned. I shook my head. "Jay." He called him, who was also staring at me in disbelief too.
"What? Is this a code or something?" I questioned.
"Oh god! No she-man. Not everything is code and mystery." He said. "That is called high-five." He said slapping his hand against Marcus's hand. "This is what happens when you are home schooled." He muttered shaking his head in disappointment.
"She-man?" I raised my eyebrow.
"Uh- yeah your nick name." He stuttered.
"Really?"
"See! That was my reaction too!!" Marcus exclaimed butting in. I just gave him a blank stare. "Sorry. Carry on." He backed off muttering in small voice. I turned my attention back towards Mr. Bratty/ goody two shoes.
"What? Don't give me that look. You do act like a man and dress like a man too, for being a girl."
"I do not. And about clothing, they are comfortable, plus I can move around in them easily."
"Yes you do. I never once seen you act like a girl til now. You never giggle, squeal or do anything like a girl. You always nod at anything, you snort which is very un-lady like. I've never seen you wear different clothes apart from your black clothing and your leather jacket."
"Because I love black colour and my leather jacket too."
"You are not a girl."
"Yes I am. You want proof. I'll give you proof." I said trying to lift up my shirt so I can prove him that I am a girl with my two goodies. But Marcus stopped us.
"Woah, woah, woah. Take a chill pill guys. You don't need to prove anyone here that you are a girl." He gave a stern look to Mr. Bratty/goody two shoes, who huffed in return. "But I do think that you act like a man more than a girl."
"What? No!!" I exclaimed.
"Ah Uh!! See! Even Mark agrees with me. Majority wins." He jumped and pointed his index finger at me. It was like waving a red cloth in front of a bull's eye. His finger pointing in front of my face, had hot steam coming out of my ears. I took his finger and bent it backwards causing him to scream like a girl.
"AHHHHHHHH!!!"
"This is what you get when you mess with me." I said releasing his finger.
"No. This only proves that you are not a girl but a man. SHE-MAN!!" He had the nerve to call me that.
"You little piece of a shit." I went to beat the shit out of him but was pulled back by Marcus again.
"Okay that's enough you two. You guys are worst than five year olds. And pretty lady you are here to protect him not to kill him." He scolded looking sternly at me.
"For that he needs to keep his trap shut."
"Why would I do that? You being my bodyguard doesn't give you a right to shut me up." He argued.
"It doesn't but the deal we agreed on does." That made him shut up. "Yeah. That's what I thought." He just glared at me but kept his mouth shut, causing me to smirk at him.
"What deal you guys are talking about?" Marcus asked looking at both of us.
"Oh it's nothing. Bratty here agreed on keeping his mouth shut and do whatever he is asked to and in exchange I'll keep mine shut about that night you both followed me."
"You are pure evil, pretty lady."
"See! I told you! But no. You were like she is the angel and shit." Bratty said scoffing.
"Oh Marcus you haven't seen anything evil yet. This is nothing. You gotta stick around for a while to know how evil I can be." I whispered deadly causing him to gulp.
"So sexy." Trust Marcus to say something like that. He is something else. I thought chuckling to myself.
*Brrrrrriiiiiinngg*
"So? What do we have now?"
"Physical education/gym."
"So what are we waiting for? Come let's go before we have to skip this class too."
"No. We are not skipping this class." Marcus said abruptly.
"And why is that?"
"Because it's the only subject he is good at. Plus he gets to stare at girls asses in their tight gym shorts." Bratty answered for him blankly.
"You are my real friend, bro." Marcus said grinning and slapping his cousin's back.
"Dork." Only Marcus. I thought shaking my head.
A/N:
BLACK IS BAE ❤❤
Love, Alba 💜
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