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I turn to look at her excitedly. "What? He did?! What did the say? " I shower her with the questions as I sit beside her at the couch.

She stares at me for a while which seems like forever before she clears her throat," Um.. Well he wanted to know how you guys are doing so far and... " she hesitates for some seconds, "...he wants to meet you and your brother." she explains hesitantly.

"He does? Oh God I can't wait to see him again.!" I say happily but when I look back at my mom she doesn't seem happy at all. She's actually frowning." What is it now mom, cheer up!" I say trying to make her smile and I succeed although it wasn't genuine. She shrugs and forces a smile.

"OK dear, go get some sleep. You don't want to be late tomorrow."

I give her a hug and go to my room. I really can't wait to see my dad once again. I hope my brother Brian will be happy to hear this.

He lives at my grandma's where I used to before I moved here with my mom. He never talks about dad and whenever I say anything about dad he would change the subject immediately.

* * *

" Can you believe it? Ugh! He really irritates me." Kiara complains about her brother who added blue dye to her shampoo so now her hair is blue. 

"I'm sorry but I have to admit you look prettier. " I say honestly.
"Yeah_wait did you just say I look pretty?" she asks with a frown and I nod grimly. " I can't believe you are siding with that jerk!" she says while crossing her arms stubbornly at her chest. 

We were heading to class from the cafeteria . Kiara has been complaining about his brother's clumsiness since 8a.m and me on the other hand, trying to be a good friend I listened to her.

"Let's go to class. We don't wanna be late or do we? " I say and grab her hand then start dragging her to class. We get in class and both if us go to our respective seats. Luckily, the teacher gets in just that minute so we didn't have to wait much.

Biology, just my best subject. She's teaching about genetics. I had studied the topic in advance so this was just revision. I listen tentatively And I take notes.

Suddenly the door opens and the action gets attention from everyone in class. Who comes in this late? My question gets answered when my worst nightmare gets in followed by his two friends.

Three of them walk gracefully hands pocketed not caring that they  wasted our precious minutes of the lesson.

" You are late." the teacher states glaring at them.  " Yeah, you have a prob with that?" the monster himself spits arrogantly glaring back at the teacher.

The dude behind him smirks and it annoys the shit outta me. The teacher feeling defeated just turns and keeps writing at the board.

The rest of the female population keeps composing themselves except me and the girl with glasses in front of me who also shrugs.
The three dudes make their way to their seats. The monster himself seats and leans back at his chair. The other one who had smirked earlier puts his legs on the table then places his hands behind his head then leans back on his chair. The last one just sat and placed his hands on the table. Just calmly. He had a blank expression.

You can just tell how rich these three are by looking at them once. So rich, handsome and irritating. I wonde_" Miss Masley," the teacher calls and I realize I wasn't listening. I whip my head back to her," concentrate. " she says and keeps writing on the board. I feel Embarrassed at all this .

I scan the class and my gaze locks with that monster's. He smirks and turns back to the teacher. Wow!  Now he'll think I was staring at him.

*  *  *

It has been three weeks since I enrolled here and life has been cool. Well except at home. The landlady has been insisting on her payment. Mom's business hasn't been doing well at all. We don't have enough money to pay for the rent. Actually we don't even have enough for our meals.

School has been coop except for the fact that I have to meet the monster every day except on weekends. His name is actually Reece MacRae. I wish his good name matched his personality.

According to the rumors, he is the son of the owner of the MacRae Enterprises. It's a company known world wide for its high quality cotton clothes and their price of course. His mom owns the Grey Pearl a five star hotel. The most luxurious hotel in the continent so far.

The smirking dude and who usually rests his legs on the table in class is Wilder Owens. The son of the vice president. He is the funniest in the group. His mom is a designer and she owns a boutique which trust me if you don't have enough bags of dough, you won't get out of it even with a pair of pants.

The third guy is Stewart Adams. The son of the owner of Academics Universities  the most expensive universities world wide. One in each continent. He and his family had a car accident and that's when he lost his mom and young sister. From then he has never smiled no matter what his dad does for him.

As I take books out of my locker for the lesson which just comes after break I sense someone behind me.
"Kiara, I know it's you !" I say and turn. What I see makes my heart skip a beat.
Small cute little ink lips, deep blue eyes and blonde hair strong jaw. But too bad it's Reece MacRae my worst nightmare.

"Done? " he asks and raises his eyebrows. I sigh, "what do you want?"  I ask clutching my books on my chest.

He steps back and snaps his fingers and two dudes show up. Before I know  it a blue fluid starts flowing from head to toe.

Paint.

I gasp and my books fall. I touch my skirt which is now wet from the paint.
He takes a step closer to me and leans closer. "This is just the beginning. " he says in a mocking tone and turns to leave.

My anger takes over and before I know it I'm running towards him. I hug him from behind.

We both are covered in paint now. He turns and glares at me. If I wasn't mad too I'd run, that look is dangerous.

"That's for destroying my uniform." I spit angrily then take a step closer.
" And this is for making my mom she'd a tear." I say and slap him twice.

He looks too shocked and I think he hasn't registered what has happened.

"I guess we're even now."

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