The Juice is Worth the Squeezed

Prologue

Are my eyes deceiving me?

It's Geoffrey Klintz!

The richest and the most famous member of F4!

He looked at me, and for the first time, I finally saw the color of his eyes.

It's gray, and I've never seen anything like it... at least not this close and it reminded me of those pictures in grayscale. His eyes have those effects too, of something colorless, warm less and lifeless even.

He is looking at me with a smirk on his lips and a danger to his eyes.

"So what you're saying is that, I should apologize because you're so busy reading that stupid werewolf themed book of yours that you didn't notice I'm approaching and that you accidentally bumped your big head to me?"

Big head?? Wow! Is he even trying to insult me or maybe he is just dumb?

It took a few seconds before I finally build up my courage, my courage to stand up for what is right! For what I think is right!

'Don't let him ruin your day Methel, you just had the most perfect day of your life spending your time with the most perfect guy in this school and even though you are mesmerize by those gray eyes, don't be fooled by him!' I encouraged myself.

I studied him, making sure that he can see me acting it before finally digging my own grave, yeah, I know these stupid thoughts of mine will definitely earn me something from them, from him to be exact and I'm ready for it, hell yeah! Throw whatever they like and I'll catch it with style!

"Yes," I replied trying to sound tough even though he's towering over me, "you should say sorry because it's your fault you know, and please stop staring at me with that intimidating eyes of yours because I'm not some stupid student here in your school that will be frightened by you!"

I'm almost out of breath after that, oh God! I finally said it! But wait there's more, about the new book I'm reading!

"And if you don't mind, stop bossing people around you stupid royal crack head who can't even tell the difference between a werewolf and wizard! Harry Potter is wizard not a werewolf!" I replied almost yelling at him but I managed to control my voice to a minimum rage.

He smiled.

Smile of death? I asked myself while trying to match his gaze.

"Let's see who will look stupid tomorrow little girl," he said with his gray eyes piercing mine and there is something on his voice that sounds like a danger and by instinct, I made a step backwards.

He left me standing there, standing like an idiot in the hallway then I swallowed the huge lump in my throat.

You're in big trouble Methel! I told myself as I looked at Geoffrey's retreating back.

(This story is inspired from the Manga Series popularly known as Hana Yori Dango, if you noticed the word F4 or Flower 4 but this is my own version of that story so there will be a lot of changes and I will try to incorporate my own blend on it.)