CHAPTER TWO: Let's Get Even

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CHAPTER TWO:         Let’s Get Even

I was sitting on one of the chairs at the back row of the gymnasium. And I kept on thinking about what happened this morning. My train of thoughts was all about that jerk of a guy. Yes, he was handsome, all right? With that messy dark hair and alluring jet-black eyes, I was completely taken aback. His tall build and really strong appeal, not to mention his clothes matched him really well would make girls drool. And no, I am not exaggerating. And I admit I was attracted to him. WAS. Not until I was disgusted by his attitude. He was really a jerk! He didn’t even say ‘sorry’! Gaaaah! Thinking about it makes me frustrated! Well, I was also at fault but he had no reason to be that rude! >.<

Smile Zyke, think about something else will ya? I thought.

Instead of thinking about that incident, I wrapped up my thoughts and thought about better things. I looked around the gym. It was wildly big. The whole gymnasium was full of students. It was light-colored and really clean. The stage was well-decorated. Balloons were also almost everywhere. I don’t know why there were balloons, maybe to welcome us—freshmen? Maybe. I was so bored that I was already sleepy. I was about to drool and humiliate myself but just then, my fellow students stood up from their chairs.

“Uhm. Excuse me? Where are you guys going?” I asked my seatmate completely embarrassed since I haven’t paid attention to the whole opening ceremony.

“We’ll be divided into groups to tour the school.” She answered with a smile.

“Oh yeah, thanks. : ) what’s the grouping anyway?” I inquired.

“Guess it will be based on the attendance sheet. Those who registered first will be on the first group and so on.” She answered again.

“Thanks again.” : ) And she went on to her group.

I know it pretty well that I’ll be in the last group since I came almost late. That’s okay with me anyway. I still have no friends and this might be the chance to make some. Then I walked to check what group I’m in, and I was right. I was on the last group. We were not so many, more or less 50 students. I looked around and realized some of them were already acquaintances, I have to find some new friends now, or else I’ll be out of place. And I know that’s bad.

So far so good. I’ve made my friends now. They were really friendly. And duh, they were girls. XD I continued to look around, feeling anxious since the tour wasn’t starting yet. Just then, I caught a glimpse of that jerk. He was also looking my way, too. And when our eyes met, his lips formed into a mischievous smirk. I was so annoyed so I rolled my eyes to him.

We were on our tour now, and I was really dumb to not realize that I and that jerk were in the same group! I was on the front line so every time I look back, I could see him looking at me. It gives me the creep ‘cause he might be plotting some prank to humiliate me and get revenge. Maybe that was the ‘PAY’ he was talking about? Or I was just getting paranoid. -.-

“Hey, that building looks fabulous!” said Anna. She’s one of my newly made friends. She’s pretty with her long brownish locks and cute eyes.

“Oh yeah, what’s that building?” I asked idiotically.

“You weren’t really listening at all, noh? XD That’s the ‘College of Engineering’ building.” Answered Chek. The bubbly girl of our group. She was always laughing and her laugh’s so contagious.

“Sorry, sorry. I was thinking of some other things.” I said while holding myself from laughing too.

The tour has ended at it was 5 o’clock in the afternoon. We were drenched in sweat. Almost 4 hours of walking around our school, how many calories will you burn in that? XD I bid goodbye to my new friends and went to the “Bicycle Parking Area” where I parked my bicycle. I planned on walking ‘til the gates before riding my bike, just to get some exercise and take some fresh air.

I noticed that there were also many of us using bicycle. I’m glad anyway, I thought I was the only one and that’s completely embarrassing. Just when I got out of the parking area for bikes, someone pulled my arm.

“Not so fast, missy. We still have business to reconsider.” The familiar voice said, gripping my arm a little bit tighter.

I looked back and saw him. Yes. I wasn’t wrong, it was that jerk. Well, since I didn’t know his name, I nicknamed him ‘jerk’. It suits him anyway.

“What do you want now?” I asked, completely annoyed. I tried to pull my arm but he wouldn’t budge.

“Let’s get even. I guess you owe me a lot. For the scratch on my car.” He said indifferently.

“You stingy! That was only a scratch, eh? You’re rich, you know!” I pouted.

“And let go of me, that hurts you know!” I stamped at his foot and with pain etched on his face, he let go of my arm.

“Woah! Hold it up there! That hurts too, you know! I don’t care what you say but you must pay me. Of course, not with money! I have them a lot.” He insisted.

“Then I’ll pay you with what?” I asked curiously. “I’ve got nothing really, not even money.”

“You’ll pay me with your body.” He said with such expressionless face.

Body. Body. Body. dy. dy. dy.

His sentence filled my mind. For a minute there, I wasn’t able to think straight. Then something hit me, a thought that truly shocked me. I covered my body with both of my hands, I looked at him with such disgusted look. I think I looked really funny and a bit scared at that moment

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“Y-Y-You don’t mean. . .” I said stuttering.

He looked at me with shocked eyes then it eventually turned into an amused one. He was trying hard not to laugh.

“Don’t be silly! I’ve got so many girls better than you. You’ll pay me with your body, yes. But not the kind your mind thinks.” He was seriously on the verge of laughing now. It made me so irritated so I flashed him a sarcastic smile.

“Then what?” I said.

“Be my personal maid.” He mused.

A minute of silence ensued. This guy never fails to surprise me.

“Say whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?”. I shouted it a bit loudly that some students were already looking at us.

Oh, no. This isn’t happening at all! I cried mentally.

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