Kimi's World

Chapter Four

Rule number one as a rebel: take school seriously. Rebel rules do not apply when it comes to education. It backfired badly on me so I’m definitely not gonna do THAT again. The next test which I had to write for Literature got me thirty three percent. The lecturer even gave me a mini-lecture about it…

“Kimi, I don’t understand what happened here. If you’re having problems with Literature, you can always ask me questions after class. Leave everything else, all right?”

‘Everything else’ was code for ‘boyfriends’. I didn’t even have one yet! It was way harder than I thought. The guy with the tattoo on his neck disappeared into the poor precious polluted air. I had been craving for his attention since the day of the test. Sad, oh so sad. He was so flippin’ hot and my rebelhood couldn’t start without him. I had to find his name! Even if it meant stalking him on Facebook! Uhm, confession, I totally dug through a hundred people’s profiles at Poly to search for him but I couldn’t find him. Uh uhm. It’s not an obsession! It’s simply a method of investigating and nudging Fate a little bit, you know? Things were totally bound to happen between us. Like those corny lines say: it was written in the stars!

Romiley and I were sitting on the stairs of the Engineering Building which we referred to as the Nerd Stairs. Guess what you call a person who is really super interested in calculus and actually smiles when talking about it? That’s right. A NERD. Not to say that everybody who sat here was a nerd… Uhm, moving on. Romiley strongly advised me to subtract ‘nerds’ out of the equation in the quest of my Rebel Revolution. Even if they were supernaturally hot. Sigh. The good ones always go to the dark side…

“What’s going on with you, huh?”

Romiley stuck her leg out as if she owned the place. Thank goodness she didn’t have a dress on because that would have been ten tons of awkward.

“I’m so tired of being single.” I complained.

“I know, right? It’s like the most horrible feeling in the world.”

I frowned at her, “That’s not exactly encouraging.”

“Who said I was trying to be?”

“Romiley, come on, let’s get--?” A guy interrupted me out of nowhere and stood over Romiley as if he was the king of the world. Seriously?

“Hey girl, you wanna be my lovely bird?”

I held a hand over my mouth to prevent myself from laughing out too loud. Romiley kept a completely blank expression on her face. Forget open legs in public. This was ten tons of awkward.

“Sure.” She said which stunned me. Wait, what??

He winked and walked away. I didn’t get time to register his physical features because the moment went by too fast.

“Why would you want to be somebody’s lovely bird??”

“Welcome to the School of Rebellion. You don’t think about doing stuff, Kimi. You just do it. Like Nike, you know? I got tired of being single and did something about it. Now I’m happy.”

“But you don’t even know his name!”

“I’ll find out sooner or later. I’m his lovely bird and he’ll be my beautiful squirrel or something.”

“Beautiful squirrel? Romiley, I knew you were insane but this is just taking things too far. What if he asks for… you know ‘it’?”

“Kimi, Kimi, Kimi. Let me give you the 411. It’s like this. A guy like that obviously has money and I’m going to use beauty to my advantage. He thinks he has a hold on me but he doesn’t. The real power is in my hands and I can use it to get whatever I want.”

Shoot me now; my best friend was turning into a gold digger!

“Allow me to show you—“

“Oh, flip! Romiley, my library books!” I stood up as fast as I could, grabbed my bag, not caring if it was hanging out abnormally and ran to the library. I forgot all about the books which were due a month ago and they’d been in my bag for quite a while. Aw man…

Kimi, this is so not rebel behaviour…

I flew up all three levels of stairs, making a terrible noise of clapping sandals while at it and then I rested on the ‘Returns’ table. Panting was not good for my health.

“Excuse me, can you get off my table, please?” SOMEBODY was in a bad mood today. I unwillingly listened to the chubby receptionist and placed my two novels down. For the sake of it, I organized them neatly but she grabbed them with a fierce glare.

Hey, it’s not my fault you work here! I scolded her in my head, with a face that obviously didn’t match it. Librarians were so mean but you had to force yourself to smile regardless. They had one thing we liked to call, the Power of Your Library Account in their hands and you never knew when they decided to add an extra zero to your name because of your ‘bad attitude’.

“You have a fine of one hundred and thirty two dollars and sixty cents.” I could almost swear she said that in some satisfied way.

“A hundred and what? But they’re only two books!”

“They’ve been due for a month, girlie. Next time read the stamp in the front of your book.”

Such evil deserved---

“Is something wrong here?” I froze. The guy with the… the guy with the tattoo on his neck!

“No, it’s nothing. I can handle this.” The librarian and I had a stare down but he leaned against the counter like he owned it and smiled dangerously, “Rossana, come on. You can cancel this, can’t you? Do it for me.”

I actually saw her blushing and softening up to him. My goodness, the control he had over people was not short of amazing… With a light nod, she shooed us away and I couldn’t have been more grateful to him for helping me out.

“Thank you so much.” I said breathlessly and trying my best not to stare. “You didn’t have to do that for me. I was really willing to pay.”

“Didn’t look like it but you’re welcome. I’m sorry but I didn’t get your name.”

“Uh, Romiley, I mean, Kimi Lawrence. Miss Kimi Lawrence.”

He took my hand and kissed it. “Nice to meet you, Miss Kimi Lawrence. My name is Santiago Martiz.”

No freaking way....