I couldn't contain my happiness all through our ride to school, it seems like one of the happiest days of my life of making Xavier angry even though I hate our new school. The stern look on Xavier's face could tell that he would kill me if he had the chance but he wouldn't want to go to jail.
My only fear was the way he kept driving rough at full speed, at times I would think we might clash with another car and find ourselves at the hospital. With my eyes closed, the seat belt holding me back to the front chair, my right hand on my stomach and the left on my lips I kept praying not to throw up.
Mum had prepared my best meal, cornflakes and we all had to eat it, after all, she is mum and we all do whatever she says. Even when she knew Xavier hates corn flake, she still made him eat it or he goes to school hungry if he can not make himself what to eat.
"I think I will puke if you don't slow down" I managed to say to Xavier who just look at me then smirked "Xavier, please slow down"
He totally ignored him driving as recklessly as he could. The worst part is that he never gets caught when driving beyond the limit, he seems like he is invisible. In several cases, I had begged my Dad to let me get a driving license but he says I am too short to see the road while driving.
Since Dad gave Xavier his car he had refused to let me even learn how to drive, he said I will kill people before reaching my destination.
"Xavier I will puke all over your rug if you don't slow down" I yelled holding my stomach.
Just like Xavier decided to listen to me he stopped, his mischievous face stared at my red face as he looked at his face in the mirror and arranged his hair. He flashed his killer smile then nodded in satisfaction.
"Have the worst day, Candy" He said with a smirk on his face.
Xavier threw his bag pack over his left shoulder as he jumped down from the truck and walked over to my side to open the door for me. His signature smirk was still on his face as helped me down then brought out his phone from his pocket.
I refuse to pay attention to his strange act because I wasn't feeling well, with my bag pack over my back I moved away from him with my palm over my stomach and mouth. No matter how I try not to throw up, it just keeps threatening to come out through my nose.
I noticed a flower garden in front of me and I rushed towards it, I held my hair up and began to offload what had been threatening to come out. After making sure nothing was left in my stomach, I stood still staring at the meds I had made.
"Xavier must pay for it," I said in annoyance as I turned back to see him filming me "What the heck are you doing?"
Xavier grinned, he moved his face away from his phone, stuck out his tongue, and closed one of his eyes. He blew kisses at me and went back to his previous position.
"Say hi Candy" He mumbled "Do not forget to have a worst day" he put his phone back into his pocket and walked away laughing to himself.
Resentment flowed through my veins, I imagine what he would do with such disgusting video and cringe. I wiped my mouth clean with the back of my hand and moved away from the parking lot then something came into my mind.
"Oh, Xavier!" I exclaimed.
The last time he told a weird picture of me sleeping with my legs and arms apart. Saliva was also coming out from my mouth and my eyes weren't fully closed because he was trying to take me up.
I remember how many views, likes, comments, and shares I got from that post. I became popular for a while on social media and my street even till we left Florida. I panicked as I remember what I had to go through, covering my face with my mom's hat every day.
"You better don't mess with me!" I yelled as I ran in his direction.
I couldn't get myself to concentrate on where I was going until I bumped into a hard pile of warm flesh and fell hard on my butt. I knew it wasn't a wall because he had his hands around me for a second before letting me fall.
I was about complaining and yelling at Xavier until I looked up to see a strange face staring at me. His hair seems a bit rough and was covering almost half of his eyes. His lower lips had a little cut with a stick of cigarette, it had no fire on it, it could be he was about smoking in school.
He lowered himself and grabbed me by my collar, his grey eyes states emotionlessly at me before he finally let go and cracked his knuckles. I noticed he had a bandage on both hands and something that looked like a bloodstain on the white bandage of his left fist.
"Keep your eyes open next time and not your mouth," his scary voice said before he left.
I released my breath I didn't realize I was holding for long as soon he left. Without being told I helped myself to my feet and rushed to class. I couldn't stop thinking about his face and intimidating grey eyes, let's not talk about his harsh voice yet because I think I released a few drops of urine in my undies.
I pushed the door open to interrupt a very peaceful class. Everyone turned to look at me with different emotions, some were trying hard not to laugh, some laughing already while some just had the plain look.
Mrs. Clinton our literature teacher stared at me with surprise, her mouth was slightly opened and there was what looked like a scowl on her makeup-baked face.
"Emilia Johnson" Mrs. Clinton started "Do you mind explaining why you are just joining my class now looking like you just-"
"Just had sex" someone yelled for the class causing the rest to burst into laughter.
"That's detention, Nigel" Mrs. Clinton snapped, she turned to me then pointed to the only empty seat left which is near Nigel "Have your seat and meet me at my office after this class"
I mentally rolled my eyes and walked to my seat. The whole day wasn't as I expected as everyone kept staring at me.
As for me, I couldn't stop thinking about the dangerous boy that had almost knocked me out. There was something captivating about his eyes I seem not to be understood
I woke up the following morning than usual, with my butt still on the bed, I laid on my back facing the ceiling. My ankle and arms were crossed together as I planned on what to do to Xavier today. Because of him, I couldn't at least be my nerd self at school yesterday, I had to hide In the library until school was dismissed. Well, I don't blame them for having such an idea about me having sex in the toilet. Who else comes to school with rough hair, a funny-looking face, and sweaty! Like I was literally sweating and to crown it all, my clothes were not arranged. "Everyone thinks I had sex before going to school" I blurted out angrily. "With who?" I heard Xavier's bold voice. I startled, slowly like I was scared to look at his face to avoid embarrassment, I rolled off the bed. "This can't be happening this morning!" I gr
With my head down as it had always been, I walked to my locker, grabbed my mathematics and history books, I would hate to walk around after what happened yesterday. Went with my baggy shorts and oversized shirt, I can still hear someone calling me whore. It hurts! I haven't done what they were thinking in my entire life and I don't even know what people that had done it feel like. The fact that they taught I had sex in the who-knows-where yesterday still surprise me to my core. Like why are kids so mean? Before I closed my locker I saw Eva Woods taking selfies in front of her locker, it's just irritating that she takes selfies every day, everywhere including class and with the hot boys in school. It's obvious that she has had sex with all of them because of the way they kiss, there hands around her slim waist, or in her extremely flat, I can tell she
It's Friday and I can't believe I am washing my brother's clothes, if I have to wash only the clothes I would have been better but I also have to make his bed, do all the dirty dishes for a month and wash the toilet for a month too. I still have no idea why I decided to do all these things just to make my parents believe we were bounding and making amendments. Not just that, I will have to clear up the school old library with Nili and Eva, I still have Xavier to come face at home. I will have to do whatever he tells me unless he will tell our parents that I got into a fight in school and got detention. Not that I am worried about my parents, but I don't want issues from any of them. Since she got married to My step father, getting to talk to me had been no hope at all. Unless I get into trouble with Xavier, My Mom's would not listen to me, it's always a pun
XAVIER'S POV With the look on Emilia's face, I could tell she is trying her best to avoid me before school today. I honestly do not want to go to school today but because of her I have to, it's either she gets more punishment or God knows what next. All through when she was talking and hugging Dad, I could not stop myself from looking at her swollen chest. The way her nipples point out beneath the small top she was wearing is way too much to be overlooked. The way her chest flattens each time she hugs Dad made me want to pull them apart!"God! What have I been thinking?!" I muttered. It had been more confusing since the day I dropped her on the bathroom floor and open the shower on her. The way the wet cloth hug her body, showing her attractive curves had been more torture than living in the same house with her annoying sel
EMILIA'S POV After school that day I had to stay extra hours with Nili and Eva in detention. If I had to do it alone, I would have been grateful but this two kept annoying me. They would rather take selfies and video calls all day. Yesterday, the principal came to warn us that if we fail to clean and rearrange all the books in the library today, we are likely to come and finish it tomorrow which is Saturday. He said we need to start afresh chore by Monday and it is still not yet known by us. I would glare at them and continue cleaning. I won't want to be here with them again tomorrow, I might lose it. The books were much and mere looking at them you will know I can not do it all alone. My hands could not reach the top of the shelf and I kept piling the books so I would look for a ladder and put it up later.
My heart began to beat faster and for a quick second, I thought it would explode. The scary look on Devin's face was more to make me pee in my pants. He didn't even smile as he had the same angry reaction as I saw him the first day. The only difference is his fists no longer had bandages and his black polo was free from bloodstain. Aside from that, he had the same dreadful glare and his eyes were dark, Not as in black, it had the dark features of a beast. After staring at him for more than enough, I awkwardly cleared my throat and put my hands behind me. "Huh! Hi" I raised one of my arms "I am Emilia but my friends call me Emily" I looked at his cold face and grinned "Anyway I have no friends so you can just call me Emilia" Devin just stared at me in silence for a while then walked away, he moved to the other side and began to clean.
I didn't know what I could do because at that point, Devin still had his palms around my waist and my feet were dangling in the air. It almost seems like he had forgotten he was crying to me because I was light. "Excuse me!?" I wiggled my legs as I looked down to see his face. He still had an angry reaction on his face, there was something more but I couldn't tell because his hair was covering his face and he turned and walked away immediately he dropped me. He went back to his previous position and stood still, leaning on the wall with his legs and arms crossed. I turned to look at Xavier who had the most dreadful look on his white face, it even look like he would snap Devin's neck within the twinkle of an eye. He moves closer with his shoulders high like they could no longer lap beside him. "X-Xa Xavier?" I stuttered "I needed to keep the books up" I moved back.
XAVIER'S POV I couldn't help myself, the pain of seeing Emily in someone's else arms made me want to punch the hell out of his face. The worst part is that it wasn't even someone else, it is Devin the Devil. I yelled and threw myself on my bed again, well that's all I can do for the mainnn time because I wouldn't want to punch Emily's precious mirror or didtory other things that belongs to her. This is not supposed to be so, at least, it's not supposed to hurt like this, especially when things are not right. "Emily is my baby sister" i remained himself as I faced the bed, I yelled again but it came out as a whimper. I don't know how it happened or what is happening but I'm loving Emily every day. Each day I see her, I love her more. That was initially the main purpose of playing pranks on her