DAVID PETERSON
I laid in my bed thinking about the events of this night. I had just saved Mia Brown, the school's main bully and badass and had a civilised conversation with her. I couldn't help but notice how breathtakingly beautiful she is, especially when she genuinly smiled.
Ofcourse tomorrow things would go back to normal but I couldn't help but think about her. How can I be hypotized by someone who made sure my life was a living hell? I remained in this position and before I knew it, it was 3am in the morning and I had barely slept.
I knew my uncle Blake wouldn't allow me to bunk school something about his twin brother haunting him from his grave blah blah blah.
Soon the sound of the fucking alarm filled the entire room. Wait! Did I just swear? I guess lack of sleep make me grumpy, reminds me so much of my Dad. Why is my life so terrible? I reluctantly showered, ate breakfast and entered in my beaten down 2001 Toyota corolla and drove to school. My uncle hated this car. I smiled as I remembered the day I told him I am going to hide who I am from everyone.
4 years ago
"Dave, You will be starting school soon. Are you sure you will be fine?" My Uncle asked concerned.
He had never taken care of a child before, he had basically been alone his whole life and he was almost 45. He had left South Africa when his family did not accept his sexuality and moved to America. His twin brother (my father) would visit him ocassionally and thats when they co-founded BB constructions (pty)Ltd. He managed western hemisphere projects and Dad managed those in the East. When my parents were murdered, took in his favourite nephew as he put it but I knew I was his only nephew he knew."Uncle Blake, I think I don't want people to know who I really am. I want to keep a low profile and avoid people liking me only because I am technically a billionaire now." I said afraid of my uncle's reaction
"Dave Love, it is alright my child. But I need you to understand that America is different from back home, there are some people who are going to pick on you for your new status" he warned with concern in his voice
"I know" i assured him "But it won't hurt much because it is only a façade and the real me will be laughing my ass of inside" i laughed
"Language, your dad will haunt me from his grave" he said with humour in his voice
"Haunt you from his grave" i joined towards the end of the sentence..
"I will be fine, I promise"
"Better you than me Dave" He said patting my shoulder leaving for work
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I parked my almost dead piece of metal near the over priced cars the students here drive. Not so attractive sounds were heard in my engine as I took the car out of gear and killed the engine. Threw my bag on my shoulder and headed to another day of hell. Clearly I have caught the attention of these people due to the state of my car.
I opened my locker, stacked books I didn't need back and took for the following periods. I had my timetable memorized. Right on que, I felt a presence behind me. I closed my locker and braced myself. My head was pushed and bang hard against the locker causing me to collapse on the floor. I groaned in pain as the person struddled me and hit me continuously but the forced of the hits felt controlled, like it was for show, then his hand went to my pocket without anyone realising.
"Morning Africa" my eyes snapped open when I realised that it was Mia. I was shocked at this action. I thought we were on better terms now. Oh well, once a bully, always a bully I guess. How ungrateful. I felt the rage deep inside of my rise to the surface but then she winked and me seductively leaving me breathless. She is like pure evil contained in the most beautiful vessel ever. I wanted to know her, to see the parts of her she hid even from her hullegans club.
The whole school found my beat up amusing, especially because it was from a girl. Well this girl was the Martial arts tornament champion in my first year in America.
I rushed to the toilets to prepare myself before going to class when I felt something in my pocket, a paper
'Don't forget our date Brown eyes, under the Oak tree
Xoxo Mia'For some reason I couldn't stop grinning at the paper. I wasn't a virgin nor was I shy, well maybe a little shy, okey I was shy but I could maintain a conversation with a girl without stummering
Even with Mia? My bloody subconciousness Mocked me
So for the first time in 4 years, I willingly bunked class to meet this miraculous mixture of Fire and Ice.
I dont know what I expected, I mean, I know I saved her, and there is no way she is gonna tell her friends about it cause they would call her crazy. I mentally slapped myself for trusting her. 15 minutes! I have been waiting for 15 minutes and she was a no show. I was about to leave when from no where i heard
"Damn it brown eyes! I said the fucking oak tree! Not the willow!" She yelled annoyance clear in angelic voice. No! She is above your league, don't give yourself false hope. I had a come back planned in my mind, I had our conversation all planned out in my head so this should be simple right?
"I-i" was all that came out of my mouth. What.The.Heck is happening to me?
"Cat got your tongue?" She smirked "You are supposed to be a nerd but you can't tell trees apart?" She mocked
"You knocked the intelligence out of my brain earlier" i mumbled to myself but I heard her erupt with laughter. Another 10 points lost because am guessing she heard me.
"Am sorry, I wannet a way to talk to you cause I wasnt sure if you remembered our talk yesterday." She explained her voice still laced with humour
"Next time could you use a less painful method?" I joked
"What makes you think there is a next time?" She said raising her eyebrow. Immediately I flushed as embarassment covered me. She was right. She was here to thank me and we would go our separate way. I am sure by now I looked like I saw a ghost. There goes the last of the points I accumulated last night.
"So-sorry, what I meant was that..." she cut me off by smashing her lips on mine sending sparks flying everywhere..
Another chapter done. Let me know how the story is going so far. again, any errors are completely unintentional. Love you..
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