JAN
I wasn't late? Was I? Oh my gosh! I hope not!
"here you go Miss.Tykes! I hope you have a good term!" the grey haired, charming old secretary smiled. good term! Yeah right! I hoped so too!
I was running now. The way I ran, people usually mistook me for usain bolt, but that was only because I was late everywhere! I repeat EVERYWHERE!
I ran and ran and ran! Kidding! I just dashed along two corridors tryin' to find my locker. The way I was, it wouldn't be much of a surprise if I hadn't found it out by the end of the year! I wasn't unobservant, believe me I wasn't! I just became extremely finicky whenever I was nervous!
Was I nervous right now? Hell yeah! My knees were shaking, and my palms were sweaty! I was panting from sprinting just 200 metres! Calm down Jan! This is DC! Not L.A! You have nothing to worry about here!
What did I have to worry about in LA.? Well, let's just say that I didn't have much of a great school life there! But I am a changed girl now! Let the bygones be the bygones! The past didn't matter anymore! Now the REAL Jan Tykes will roar! I'm a changed girl now! Did I say that already? Nevermind then!
As I was saying, the Jan who couldn't rear her head there will rule now! New friends, new teachers, new school, new environment, Yeah beibi! I was ready to rock! I was ready to -!
"Watch out lady!"
Too la- oof! I collided with a wall, but before I could tumble down, strong hands shot out and steadied me! Wait! Wall don't have hands! I'm sure they don't! Or do they?
" be careful! You aren't hurt are you?" the low husky voice spoke again. I looked up only to get awed by gorgeous cat green eyes.
Holy mother of... of... oh! I dunno, He who must not he named? Yeah! Holy mother of He-who-must-not-be-named who was eating cheese dipped in icing sugar, singing Adele's 'skyfall', wearing only a cape and pink boxers!
THIS BOY WAS HOT!
He had a chiseled face, with a jawline sharp enough to cut diamonds I'm sure, high cheekbones, perfect angle between nose and chin, tousled jet black hair, a fringe of which was partly obscuring his temple, an athletic, muscular yet lean and boyish, 6'2" figure at the moment clad with a black graphic tee, a white buttoned down shirt tied across the waist, slim deep blue denim jeans and black timberlands! He also had long slender beautiful fingers, which at the moment was wound around my waist holding me from falling down again, and his thin lips were presently Curved into a cute grin, something which made his sharp left canine jut out a bit in a very catlike way!
Hold on! didn't that mischeviously amused yet sexy af smile generally occur in animes? I mean, you could only DRAW something like that, right? Right? yah, i am an otaku, got any problem? C'mon i'll fight you!
" i... i am fine! Are you ok? I didn't crush you or anything, did i?" I managed to flounder. Wait, isn't this the place where i should be offering him a sultry grin, twirling one of my locks, and telling him how hot he looked, before jumping him? That IS what happens in books and movies, isn't it? Hah! Who was i kidding? That was for pretty girls, not average hoes like me!
"Now THAT'S a big question! Am i crushed or not? " he mused. Oh, damn! His voice was so sexy! " no! I mean it! I have been told that i am heavy!" I insisted. He laughed at that, Shit! Was EVERYTHING about him so attractive? I felt thirsty all of a sudden, was it because i had run so much earlier? Why was it so hot here? A sudden urge to fan myself washed through me! Fuck! What the HECK is happening here?
He bent down to my height to look me in my eye, his face too close to mine, "No you aren't! And if you made me say that just because you WANTED to hear it, then i'll repeat it again! Cuz i don't lie! You weigh as much as a feather! Not less, and DEFINITELY not more!" his cool breath, fanned my face and his scent surrounded me. He smelt of freshly laundered clothes and musk, oh damn i was a sucker for good smelling guys!
I was momentarily stunned, and then he was gone, leaving me gaping like a fish!
I shook my head and turned around only to have another heart attack, it was a girl this time! She had almost thrust her face into mine, eyeing me with narrowed pale blue strikingly beautiful eyes.
"Uh, hi?"
"Did he talk to you? Properly? Was he mean to you? Did he embarrass you? Did he make you uneasy? Was he..." "hold on! Hold on! Who ARE you and WHY are you flooding me with questions?" I cut off her rambling. She seemed to realise her fault and stepped back from my face.
She was a very pretty girl, half an inch shorter than me, and that made her 5'6", with raven black hair, tied up in a messy high pony at the moment, a clear face with sharp jawline and and soft pink doubly curved lips, fair rosy cheeks, and a thick fringe of eyelashes which adorned her blue eyes, she looked supple and slim yet very strong! The golden ratio and all y'know? She wore a simple loose yellow t-shirt, black jeans and black keds, yet looked stunning. I hate good genes, I was SO envious of them!
"Oops! Sorry for the rudeness, i am Michelle, what about you?" She laughed, the sound was sweet, free and contagious. "I am janessa!" I smiled back.
"You must be new here, right?" "Yeah, this is my first day!"i replied sheepishly."i am guessing that you haven't found your locker yet? What's the number? There is still ten minutes left for the first class to start!"she said brusquely. "Its 42!"
"TO LOCKER NUMBER 42! AYE!" she tipped of an imaginary captain's hat, and i laughed at her antics as i followed her.
As i dumped my things in the locker, i noticed a BIG crowd near the end of the hallway. "What's that?" I asked, curious. "You wanna check it out?" Michelle's tone was suddenly mischievous. "Sure!" I had nothing to lose right? She dragged me into the mob, pushing people away and securing a good spot.
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And my jaw dropped to the ground.
The three boys in the centre of the crowd were undeniably the HOTTEST boys ever. With sharp jaws, high cheekbones, 6" plus tall athletic figures, the words 'hunk' 'sexy' 'gorgeous' 'handsome' etc etc etc hung in bold capital letters, around them with imaginary strings. I could well realise the reason people had gathered around the trio. " they are the MOST popular boys in our school!" michelle whispered to me.
One had shaggy messy brown hair and deep blue eyes, he, at the moment was throwing his head back and laughing, "that's Kameron Fletcher! he is the captain of the baseball team, he used to be a BIGTIME playboy and flirt, but now he has got a girlfriend!" Michelle giggled.
The next one was a black headed boy, with black eyes and asian features, he was grinning at some joke too, "that is Zacharias Lee, he is a really big pervert and serial dater! He is also the captain of the athletics team!" She continued.
The last boy... "hey!-" i began. " yeah! That's the boy you bumped into this morning" she grinned, "that's Samuel Lane, but always call him Sam, apparently, he hates his full name! Amongst the three he is probably the BIGGEST player, the biggest sex addict, the biggest serial heartbreaker, and the most perverted human alive! He is heartless and ruthless when it comes to 'love' and everything is a game to him! His sole purpose of living is to dump girls left and right after using them! So BEWARE!" she said, quite seriously. "Is this why you had been so concerned earlier?" I muttered to her. "Yup" she confirmed, "he is the captain of the basketball team! And those three meet every monday, to catch up on different teams and their progress, when they do so, almost everyone in the school gathers around them just to watch them together, and today is a monday!" She finished coolly.
"But you didn't seem THAT interested!" I said. "I am not! Seriously i am not!" Michelle shrugged. "Oooookayyyyy then," i drawled, "don't kameron and sam seem closer of the three?" I observed. "Call him kam, and yes, they are best friends, they don't have THAT of a good relation with Zach, because of an , er, incident, but they meet nevertheless, even if it is strictly official! That's all!" She answered. "I get it, but how come you know SO much about all of them?" "C'mon they are the most popular boys of the school! Of course i know about them! Everyone does!" She rolled her eyes.
"Sure!" I nodded, not believing that that was the only reason she had, "have you ever slept with ANY of them?" "Sure! Sam and kam!" She answered with such ease that i felt a bit surprised. And then the bell rang, "what do you have now?"
"Geography"i replied. "Sweet! Me too! Say, do you want to sit with sam and kam at lunch? I might be able to score one with them today" she giggled.
"Fine by me!" Who turns down the chance to sit with hot boys anyway, however ugly she might be? At least i had SOMETHING to look forward to. i entered the classroom, with a long sigh, who invented schools? Huh?
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geography, government, physics, english! phew! i am going to be the next Einstein! i am sure! but thankfully i realised that except music, gymnastics and calculus, i had every class in common with michelle. thank goodness! after the burst of enthusiasm in the morning, all the 'jan-roaring' concept had flown out of the window. now suddenly the 'jan-snoring' idea seemed much more attractive.
seriously! i was so tired! i just wanted to lay my head down and sleep! and when i am tired i don't give a shit even if the world ends. i am the grumpiest person who only cares about sleep. but here i was, following michelle as she pushed through the line in the canteen talking nineteen to a dozen, i couldn't help but admire her.
she was the bubbliest, sunniest, brightest and the MOST optimistic person under the sun. she had loads of friend ranging from nerds to hoes (she was hella popular! who wouldn't be with those curves of hers) , she made sure that i met every ONE of them, and now i have 2.5k followers in Instagram (i already had 1k to begin with, don't ask me how such a socially awkward hoe like me got them! i don't know mah self!).
michelle chose a table, set her tray down and waved her hand at someone. THAT someone came and flopped down on the seat beside me. i looked up- kam. i watched him kiss michelle on her forehead with an expression that suited a scientist in history class, bored af. what? yeah he was hot, so what? i was hungry, sleepy girl too.
someone else came up and acknowledged michelle and kam with a nod, before turning back to his blonde followers who literally drooled over him.*in high pitched hoe-like voice* guess who?
yeah, sam lane it was! woohoo! this year's Nobel prize goes to you....NOT. anyone could have answered that. i watched him flirt with his sluts, through droopy eyes. this wasn't interesting AT ALL!
" Lemme reintroduce myself, i am michelle lane, this jerk here is kam fletcher... my boyfriend and that pervert there is sam lane... my 75 seconds bigger bro! oh by the way! you can call me shelly!" the black haired female sitting in front of me smiled.
SHELLY
she wouldn't kill me right? i just wanted to surprise her! that's all! she wouldn't hit me right? right? oh gawd now i am scared! she looks SO strong! and to top it she is super hawtt!
yeah, you heard right, she is BEAUTIFUL!! she has straight brown bob cut flipped hair, chocolate brown eyes framed with long eyelashes, with soft, thin, pink lips, a sharp jawline, sharp nose, perfect angle between nose and chin, strong supple limbs with long pretty fingers, a 5'7'' athletic powerful yet slim body with an enviable hourglass figure. she was damn cute yet damn powerful! no wonder she is skilled in gymnastics! ok, now i really think i should have told her earlier! she just wore a simple oversized t-shirt, with jeans and ankle boots without heels, but still looked fucking pretty!
"you are not mad are you?" i asked meekly. " for what?" she looked at me blankly. "uh... for not telling this to you earlier?" i fidgeted. she smiled at that, oh! that was so pretty! maybe i am turning lesbian? nah! i was still straight, tho i wouldn't mind dating someone as pretty, cheerful level headed and strong as jan!
"shelly! i kinda knew it from before!"
"WHAT?!" oh no! my surprise backfired. " how?" i frowned. i was damn sure i hadn't told her.
"you said it yourself, ' you know? kam is the weirdest creature under the earth, he likes chocolate croissants topped with coke and chicken burger filled with strawberry sauce! sam is pretty weird too! he can listen to the opera singers wail for like three days straight but he can't stand my yell! he also hates egg yolks! now who hates egg yolks?'" she recited at top speed with as casualness as if she were reading a line outta a book. oops! when had i slipped up?
"so, i am to assume you are really CLOSE with both of them! the rest was easy enough for a toddler. you and sam are almost mirror images, which is expected of twins! who is the brother? who is the boyfriend? why you didn't have any active interest in the two this morning? and how you could tell that you slept WITH the both of them with such nonchalance and YET know so much about them? crystal clear!" she finished, "AND before you ask, i didn't tell you that i knew because i realised that you wanted to break it to me later on, and frankly its adorable to watch you talk so much about two boys you don't so-called care AT ALL for!"
i gaped at her and so did kam, "ok, i am speechless!" i laughed, astounded."its the first time since sam, i have watched ANYONE recite normal conversations with such ease, and observe so much! and i always told shelly that she talked TOO much!" kam shook his head, awed, "hello, i am kam, i am HONORED to meet you! what did you say your name was?"
JAN
"what did you say your name was?" kam asked. i opened my mouth but another voice beat me there.
"Jan, Janessa tykes. daughter of billionaire Richard and Shanelle tykes, sister of James and June tykes. former education in L.A., perfect a-student, extra curricular activities include gymnastics and kickboxing and wants to major in fashion designing! you have some good skills there!" green eyes pierced me as sam praised me, while he finally took his seat after flirting with the bitches.
my jaw hung open now, "h-how did you know all that?" " janessa TYKES, richard TYKES, yeah, rocket science!" he replied scathingly. "no, i meant, education and kickboxing and designing and all!" i shook my head.
"it wasn't a big deal!" he shrugged indifferently. "by 'deal' he means hacking into the school database and extracting information!" kam winked. "isn't that illegal?" i frowned. "what? i was curious! Mr. H was talking about a new transfer, so i checked it out!" he rolled his eyes toying with a french fry. "oh well! i don't care!" i put my head on the table, feeling sleepier than before.
"so..." sam's voice broke the banter between kam and shelly, i could feel that he was talking to me. so i looked up to a perverse grin on the latter's face. this can't be good! he eyed me and i suddenly felt really uncomfortable. "...quite the looker you are, huh?" he raised an eyebrow.
"stop lying! i am nowhere near a looker!" i rolled my eyes. " didn't i tell you in the morning that i never lie?" he grinned. "you remember?" i was surprised that he did. i was your average girl and NO one remembered me!
"its hard to forget someone who bumps into you and asks if you are crushed!"he said in a 'duh' tone. i blushed, ok, i KNOW that had been really dumb on my part, but in my defense? it was hella hard to concentrate on thoughts with a gorgeous boy standing before you!
"hmm, fair skin, short hair, good height, strong body, rocking curves, brown eyes, VERY kissable lips... what do you lack? cleavage?i can't see it though! why do you cover yourself so much?" he tilted his head, cat green eyes scanning me like i was some kind of showpiece. i felt heat rise through me, ok maybe a hot boy was complimenting me for the first time in my life, but somehow it didn't SEEM something to be happy about. he was freaking making me an item girl!
"its not like it would be THAT hard for you to go shirtless! you could just wear a bikini or something, or better nothing at all! that would be QUITE sexy!" he mused. Now i was boiling.
"say, wanna go with me to the party tonight? you could dress up in a jacket or something? but mind it no shirt inside, don't wear jeans or anything either! why? you could just-!"
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SLAP!!
i am a really non violent person! trust me! but you could hardly blame me if i hit someone because they were insulting me!
in the silence that followed, the whole canteen stared at me in shock, as i stood in front of the culprit, teeth grinding against each other,lips smashed together, chest heaving in agitation and glaring like anything.
ok, maybe slapping him wasn't the best option, logic whispered in my head. uh oh. i just hit the school's most popular boy, PUBLICLY! i was sure to get kicked out by the other students, on my first fucking day!! but i stood my ground, what was done was done, there was NO backing now.
then shelly laughed, and so did kam. they rolled with laughter, holding their stomach, the rest of the canteen followed suit, probably thinking that everything was fine, since his OWN sister and best friend were laughing their guts out. sam himself relaxed, leaning back into his chair with a triumphant smirk on his face.
one part of me wanted to drool over that smirk, because it was SO damn hot! and the other part wanted to slap it off his face, because it was infuriating as hell! i felt glares bore my back, i didn't have to turn around to know who they were. sam waved the hoes off, and they immediately calmed down, assured that he was okay! didn't they have any character? oh! of course, they wouldn't HAVE been hoes if they had any.
"a feisty lil' kitten, eh? i like it!" he said lazily. "don't call me that!" i hissed, with what part of anger that was left. shelly and kam's laughter had thawed me out for the most part.
"but you'll agree sam! you TOTALLY deserved it!" kam sat up, wiping his eyes. "so true! is she hadn't done it, i was readying up to do it myself! oh!" shelly massaged her stomach as she sat back down, " that was AWESOME jan!" she applauded. sam merely rolled his eyes and turned to his food, as if nothing had happened.
"are you gonna sit down or not?" he asked. now THAT was a really good question. should i strut off with my head held high and waste my burger? or should i return to my beloved food and stop thinking about ego and all?
i must have looked like a cartoon as my head oscillated between the door and my food for a minute straight. then with an exasperated sigh i flopped back unceremoniously on my chair. i can't betray my ONE true love (except sleep), food. i am such a pig, that even my prestige didn't matter! *cue head bang on door*
"back to food?" sam teased. "shut up!" i mumbled, between mouthfuls. i must have resembled a sulking girl anime. the three of them laughed at my antics.
"hey! i meant to ask you! how do you even know if i have a nice body or not through this oversized freaking t-shirt?" i challenged. sam rolled his eyes, " that's dumb, kitten!everyone can see it!" "how?" i pouted stubbornly. he flashed me a sudden mischevious smile (which again looked hot af, but i should really start taking that in common now), "maybe because i am a black cat? and i have good vision?'
BLACK CAT? what the hell is is he talking about?
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