ARE YOU SINGLE?
Rya's POV
This guy was lucky Bray took Henry and Rera. They have to wait outside for me for 7 hours. I was going to make this guy sure that he doesn't touch another body part again. But of course Bray jumped in my mind.
"Hey baby, you ready?" he breathed on my face. Ugh when did he last brushed? I smell cigarettes and Ugh a chicken sandwich. I'm a vegetarian. Why do you think I'm skinny. Skinny with man-strength.
I smirked at him. He leaned in closer to me thinking my smirk means yes.
His head was closer to mine. I took this opportunity to grabbed his hair and pulled him to the wall behind me.
He slid his back down the wall. He grunted rubbing his head.
With him now vunerable, I pounced on him. "With pain." I whispered in his ear. With him confused, I started scratching him with my nails all around him in fast motion.
He pushed me off of him getting up rushing to the door. I got up seeing him looking for the knob. He was shivering, making it hard for him to turn the knob.
Looking back at me with his back leaning on the door, I placed my foot up to his stomach.
He smashed through the door from his back. In slow motion, his saliva is spitting out of his mouth. His legs and arms is in the air. " . . . and shame." I whispered . . . to myself this time.
Everything is in normal pace now. He landed on the floor with another grunt.
"I would rather lose my virginity to someone with hygiene man-whore!" I screamed at him.
With satisfaction I watched him run away from me like I'm a serial killer.
I turned to look at my brother, "Pain with shame, right brother?"
Everybody gasped, but with amusement. What? Did everybody thought we're a couple? Ew.
"Right sister." Bray replied.
I noticed that one of the girls is smirking. Why is she smirking? Bray must be thinking the same. She stroded pass me after saying something to Bray with her minions on her trail.
Bray was by my side when he said; "So . . . was he good?"
I playfully slapped his shoulder. He just chuckled.
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I pushed open the door of the main office with Bray behind me.
We approached the receptionist. She was in full red clothing. A red blouse and a red formal short skirt. She had red thin glasses and her hair is light brown in a messy bun.
"Names." She said.
"Bray and Rya Maxwell." I replied.
She looked up from her computer. She smiled at us and grabbed two pieces of paper from the printer.
After handling our schedules to us, she simply said "Have a nice time here Bray and Rya." We nodded to her and left office and strode through the halls.
"So I'll see you laters then." Bray said.
"Yeah."
"We'll meet at lunch." He kissed my forehead. And walked a few steps.
Before he went anywhere . . .
"Wait do you know, where to go?"
He turned to look at me smirking. "My class is just over here." He pointed to the class next to him.
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Management for Assassins
Teen FictionAuthor's note: Please don't expect this whole story to be about killing and a lot of action. This is more of a life story so don't get angry if this is not what you were expecting. This story is about leaving your own confort zone with a teenage gir...