Taming My KitKat (Phakit) (Mingkit) (Forthbeam) (Mingyo)

Part 10

Hey guys i'm here with a new chapter. One of my friends asked why i'm not inserting any pictures. It's just because Kit is still the nerd under the glasses and until he get's in to college with a great makeover ( i've written that his hair is jet black only for now ;D) i can't upload photos and if i did it'll be a total rip off right?

Anyway i read all the comments and i love them all! Never thought i'd get more than 50 votes for this story. Thanks guys and gals! Love You~

XOXO 

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Kit saw red. Shivering in anger he pulled off the sticker crushed it and threw it straight to Pha's retreating figure. Taller turned around touching the back of his head in confusion. The crumpled paper landed few feet away from his snickers.

The game is on~

So the infamous bully slash nerd fight commenced and the news spread around the school like wildfire. No need to say whole school was at Pha's side while Kit only had Beam. And there were few people like Wayo who would definitely be in the rival team since his brother is the opponent, then there was Ming who would be in the middle awkwardly scratching his head not taking sides, and there's Forth leisurely watching from sidelines enjoying the whole thing as if he's at a cinema.

Just as Kit entered to his classroom everybody stopped what they were doing and turned glaring hard at him. Casting his eyes down he carefully walked towards his desk making sure not to trip if someone accidentally stretch their leg. He put his bag aside and sat down readying for the next lesson but that's when he realized his whole desk is ruined by various scribbling. Snickers and laughter erupted from the back of the class. Heaving a sigh Kit placed his books on the desk so he won't see the bad things written about him.

The class started soon enough. His math teacher started writing on the board back facing the class totally ignorant to the incidents going on behind his back. Few paper balls flew across the classroom and landed on Kit's desk. Keeping his eyes only at the board Kit fought the urge to stand up and leave the hell hole. (Or maybe run to that jerk and strangle his neck)

" So have you all done the class project?"

Kit started to sweat. Right the project! What the hell is he supposed to do now? He's never neglected homework nor tardy in handing them.

"Kit?"

His teacher gave him a hopeful look. Of course he's expecting Kit to hand over his project since he's the goody two shoes. He nervously gripped the pen and looked everywhere but the teacher. His hands were clammy and his throat felt sore like all the saliva has drained.

"Well?"

The previous expression has replaced with hint of anger. Or maybe disappointment. He could picture the whole class snickering behind him. He hated them. He hated being in the center of attention , he hated his short frame, he hated how he can't stand up and fucking tell it's not his fault, he hated how everybody treat him, he hated favoritism . Most of all he hated that asshole for making his life miserable.

"I hope you've a good explanation "

Yeah very~ The jerk named Phana Kongthanin and his hooligans threw my work just because they can make my life pathetic than it already is.