Kyle had to calm down.
As he took several deep breaths while looking out the window, Kyle felt familiar warm hands holding his and squeezing it softly. Kyle smiled at that, feeling the warmth of her hand seep into him and he calmed down.
Kyle knew she worried for him, and he was immensely grateful that she never tried to do more than just comfort him. Unlike their Mother, who would act all concerned ... and even resentful if they didn't confide in her. To avoid making his own mother feel useless or unloved, he chose to hide any negative feelings from her. As as result, he just appeared to be a child without worries.
The school gate came into view, and Kyle had managed to settle his emotions by then. Their sporty black BMW was merely one of many such cars in the area, so it didn't garner much attention. However, the moment Kyle stepped out, people did stop to stare.
There was this air of cold nobility that seemed to seep out of him which caught their attention. They couldn't see his face yet as he had come out looking down at his uniform. His back was straight, and his dark hair seemed to wave as if caressed by the wind. They waited curiously as they watched him brush his sleeves and then straighten his uniform. Finally, he looked up.
Even parents took a sharp intake of breath at the strikingly handsome face. It seemed as if all the best features were placed onto one person, and it didn't seem fair. The silky smooth fair skin, striking blue eyes, sharp nose and jawline let the people think ... if he looked like this at 7 years old, what would he look like once puberty hits?
While the parents were flabbergasted, there were mixed reactions from the other students. Many girls were thanking their lucky stars for starting school that year, and prayed that they would be in the same class. Some girls were thinking of making friends with the 'junior' and be his 'big sister'.
The boys, on the other hand, were either viewing him as a threat to their position in school or were thinking of ways to be his friend. Just like in any other school, there was already an 'established' and recognised 'top' and it looked like that position will be usurped easily by this new boy.
The current 'King' was in his fourth year, and he looked at the new boy with interest. Granted, he was striking but it took more than just looks to be on the unofficial list. For all you know, he could be a total klutz or dumb. You needed the whole package. He walked into school, not really bothered about the whole thing.
Just as everyone thought that the new boy was going to walk over to the school, he turned and held out his hand towards the inside of the car. They then saw this delicate, dainty hand taking it and an angel alighting from the car.
If they thought that the shock from the previous 'revelation' was bad, this one was perhaps worse. Every movement from the girl was like watching a dance, as she came out of the car with his help. Girls at that age either looked cute, or sweet, but she looked like a delicate beauty which would shake the world even more in the future.
The girl looked up at him and gave this dazzling smile that had all the boys clutch their chest for some reason. The boy returned the smile, making his features even more dreamy-like and revealing his dimple. The girls wanted to swoon. Some even wanted to run over and pinch those cheeks, or gaze at the face at close distance.
As they stood side-by-side, even the sun appeared to lend a helping hand to the picturesque scene. It softly illuminated them from behind, giving them a seemingly ethereal glow. Everyone blinked a few times, and some even rubbed their eyes. The two of them looked like they had walked out of a painting at that moment.
One girl in particular, felt highly dissatisfied. She had a face that one would call pretty, and delicate. Although at the moment, the expression on her face spoiled it all. She was busy glaring at the two who had just arrived, who had stolen all the attention away from her. HER. How dare they?
She was the princess of the family. She was the most beautiful one of all. Everyone doted on her and always said she was special. She was destined to be the next Queen of the school. She had already envisioned conquering the school and ruling it with her posse. But now? Despite her anger though, she could not deny that the two in front of her were striking.
Cute? Adorable? Normal adjectives that would be used to describe 7 year olds were somehow lacking when it came to them. It wasn't that they weren't cute, or adorable, but it was as if there was something more.
The girl clenched her teeth and her hands were closed into tight fists. Only she was worthy to stand next to that boy. It should be her that was walking through the gates with him holding her hand. Not that .... that ... stupid girl. Before she showed up, everyone had been buttering up to her, but now, they were all gawking at the two in front of them.
The school teacher stationed at the gate was shocked at the sight. Were kids getting more and more mature earlier nowadays? A couple even at the tender age of 7 years old?
Cold sweat started forming on his forehead when he started thinking of his own daughter, barely 2 years old. He definitely was not going to let some weird boy take his little girl so soon.
The teacher glared towards the two children and noted the expensive car. A frown flashed across his face as he thought that parents of the kids were obviously uneducated despite being rich. How could they let their young children be so uninhibited like that? Coming to school together and acting so lovey-dovey. He snorted in disdain.
Just then, Delilah and Sophie, who had just alighted from the car, joined them. Their driver drove off to park elsewhere, so as not to block the entrance for others. He would then wait for them to finish registering before sending Delilah and Sophie back.
Delilah patted Kay's shoulder and Kay looked up at her mother. Nodding, they started to move together to enter the school.
As the group headed towards the gate, the teacher plastered a smile on his face despite the dissatisfaction he had in his heart towards them. No matter what, he couldn't show his displeasure since most of the parents here had powerful backgrounds. He wasn't stupid. Well, not THAT stupid anyway.
His eyes darted to their name tags. Kyle and Kay. He would find out which class they were in and keep an eye on them. Such behaviour cannot be encouraged. They were here to learn, not fool around.
They family at him as they walked by and he nodded. As they passed him by, he heard the boy say to the girl, "See, Kay. We can't hold hands now that we're in school. Otherwise, you'll get people giving us that expression like the teacher over we passed by just now."
The teacher's face blanched at that. He thought he had covered it quite well but he pretended that he didn't hear them. Still, he strained his ears to hear more.
Kay pouted when she heard him say that, and figured that Kyle said it out loud instead of mind-speaking it for a reason. He had a point to make, so she played along and asked, "What do you mean, brother? Why is it wrong to hold your hand? Did I do something wrong?"
Kyle patted her hand and simply said, "Oh, no, no. You didn't do anything wrong. The problem is that some narrow minded people tend to be judgemental and twist things to mean something else. Even on innocent primary school kids like us! See, a simple act of holding hands can be twisted to mean something completely different when the person is a pervert."
The teacher's eyes bulged at that and he couldn't resist to turn back and look at them. At first, he was shocked at the vocabulary the child was using, and then at the meaning behind the words. His eyes caught Kyle who had turned his head as well. He could see the disdain in the child's eyes, staring him down. The teacher gulped, actually feeling intimidated and quickly turned back to greet the parents and students walking in.
Inwardly, however, the teacher bristled at the arrogance of the kid. Kyle huh. Just you wait. No matter what, he is a teacher! Every student needs to show respect! He will make it his life mission to beat … er, teach the kid some manners.
The teacher then plastered another smile on his face as he continued to welcome the new throng of people walking through the gate.