DEVIN'S POV   The crowd this night seems more than every other night which means my money would be much. For them to come, more than half of them would bet for me to win, in that case I have to make beating my opponent badly a priority.    After staring at his face for sometime, I couldn't recall if I have fought with him before. Everything about him seems strange even his tattoo.  which writes "gone so soon" on his left chest?!    Sometimes I wonder what ladies sees in tattoos that makes them go gaga when ever I climb the stage. Someone just threw a pant over my shoulder and I know what she wants. That would have to be later as usual, right now, I need to break his ribs.   Walking round the stage, I monitored my opponent's first move. If he knocks me dow

   My brows connected as I kept looking at my mum to the rest part of my family. Well, I just can't get what the tension is all about but I knew I didn't feel the same as I felt when I woke up.   "It's nothing much, Princess" My stepdad tried to pat my head but I hit his hand away "Common, let's get you to school" he stood up.    My gaze remain on my Mum that refused to look at my face. She kept looking at my hands that were folded across my chest.   "When is he coming?" I asked my Mum.  Her lazy gaze looked up to My stepdad who cleared his throat awkwardly. Although I didn't look back to see what he was doing, but with the way My mum was watching him and i felt him closer, I knew he was walking back. To to prove myself, I felt his warms palms on my shoulders as he squeezed them gently.   "Just one of these days and It

   It's Friday, Officially the second week of my detention. The worst week of my life and the week I wish I could delete from my memory but it can never happen.    Successful, I have ignored Devin and Xavier the past two days. Good thing, we were asked to study extra hours on subjects we were not good at. Mine was history, so frustrating Mr. Caylord prosponted the project because majority of the class were not ready.   That means, another time together with Nigel. The least I want is to keep getting his annoying and mischievous glance. I don't know how to put it but he seems more to me like Devin now with fresh bruises every day.   After the nose bleeding and Neck bruises, Nigel came to school twice again this week with broken lips and a small cut on nose. It's a huge surprise that I haven't heard much or seen anything about the video he threatened to post online. Somet

Even though feeling awkward After what I had done with Xavier and meeting my real dad in the morning, the idea of just vanishing became the worst thing ever thought of. Back at school, I would be ready to meet again with my extremely annoying project partner Nigel. I haven't even settled my mind when I felt someone breeze past me. With the way the warm body touched me, I knew that fella did it intentionally. I look to see the only person I surprisingly expected. "hey junk, remember our project is today?" Nigel interrupted my thought. Immediately without saying anything, I looked away. The last thing I wanted is any more shit, and trust me, if not for the fear of calling my parents or getting my detention extended, I would live to kick this...chuck in the ball. Grumbling what I had no idea of and looked up to find the freak still waiting for a response. This can't be happening....not now! A sly smile appeared on my lips as I pretend to search for someone

XAVIER'S POV From where I sat, I saw Emilia shake. Her face went colorless as she fumbled with her table before turning back to look at Eva and Nili with tears in her eyes. As I stood up and pull off my shirt, Ignored the teacher's shocked face. She gulped as she opened her mouth and closed it back without saying anything a word. Emily looked drenched in her own sweat as I walked close to her and stood directly behind her chair. "Fuck off!". I slapped Eva's phone as she kept struggling to get the full footage of Emily's stained dress as she got up. Let's say I expected a bit of it but it's just so crazy as Eva didn't respond. She just stared at me with her mouth open and licked her lower lips. My hands went around Emily's slender waist as I tied both hands of my short sleeve shirt on her waist. "What is going on there?". Oh! So she can talk?I looked up from Emily's hips to see the blank face of the lady in front of me. Wow! How did she leave her seat