Saving a gangster, Son of the Mafia King

Chapter 2

Sitting in my Physics class feeling bored, I can't help but think about last night. The stranger left this morning without any traces with his belongings gone with him replaced by the clothes I gave him yesterday on the coffee table. 

To say that I was mad was an understatement. The asshole left without a single 'Thank You'. Normally I was a very forgiving person but the fact that I had to suffer through the rain with him dragging him home and left my comfy bed to him, sleeping on the kitchen table instead. The things I do for a stranger whose name I never ask.

When you help people, never expect anything in return. Some may remember, most will forget but the most important thing is what you did.

My mother used to told me that constantly. This was the only reason why I hadn't track down that bastard and make him bow down to me. If my mother is alive, she'd probably be mortified that her daughter she raised so lovingly managed to conjured up such shameful thoughts. 

I inwardly rolled my eyes at this. Sometimes, mom is too bright and too nice for her own good. I decided to stopped thinking about useless things and concentrated at the things the teacher is teaching instead because that is what's going to get me in college and and stable future.

Sometime later, the bell rang and the students rushed out of class like their asses are on fire. I took my time arranging my books and stationary back into my bag and exited the class.

I saw Joseph, my Biology partner, talking to his friends near my locker. He stopped when he saw me and wiggled his eyebrows, puckering his lips like a goldfish. His friends turned to look at me checking me out. They all raised a brow as if to say 'that's it?' 

I swore this kid is not right in the head and he and his friends should go to the mental institution all together. One time, I saw them walking out of a closet suspiciously like they're doing something wrong. A janitor closet I might add. It's a miracle that they fit in there at all.

And this time isn't anything different than before except for the fact that their inspecting me like I did to those microorganisms under the microscope in the science lab. Trust me when I say it's not pretty. 

I ignored them and went to my locker. I put in the combinations and placed my Physics book inside the locker. I took out my textbooks for the next class and I still feel their eyes on me. The fact that their only one locker away from me wasn't helping either.

Feeling annoyed, I slammed the locker shut surprising Joseph and his friends. I leaned against my locker and staring straight into Joseph's eyes. The first thing to imitate a person.

"So what's up Mojo Jojo?" I smirked when I saw him scowled at the nickname and his friends look at him questioningly.

"For the last time Kat it's Joe!" 

"Joe, Jojo, Mojo Jojo. Sounds pretty much the same to me." I brushed it off dismissively. "So what do you want?"

"Nothing!" His respond came a little to quickly. I raised an eyebrow and he started to sweat. he quickly excuse himself and left with his friends following him.

Weirdass.

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The day passed by a blur and before I knew it, I was already in my bed. I can't help but thinking about my life. Everyday was the same. Wake up, go to school, work, come home, sleep. The same old routine. Yesterday was a mash up to my usual routine but as soon as it came, it's gone.

I sighed and turned, snuggling under my covers trying to find a good position. The asshole better be prepared the nest time he'd see me because I'm going to beat some manners into him, literally.