I walked off right after and was about to exit the hallway when I caught sight of a flower, not to far from where I was. It was very identical to the one my locker was decorated with, and I wondered if it was the same person that set mine up that dumped it there.
Regardless, I didn't think much of it and walked to the car park. I was surprised when I didn't catch sight of my car, except for the black Porsche that was parked at my spot and a few other unfamiliar cars.
I called Biden, inquiring why he wasn't here yet, and he apologized, before explaining that he came down with diarrhea and was still recuperating in the hospital, so he wouldn't be able to make it on time as planned but would try to contact another driver to pick me up.
I felt sympathetic for him and asked him to take today off and would find my way back myself since I remembered bringing a few dollars with me. I decided to just take a bus, although I had never taken one before, there is always a first to everything plus I didn't think I was better than those who took one too.
However, the question is, is there a bus stop nearby? No. In fact, the closest one is at least fifteen minutes walk from here, and I knew I would be so exhausted walking that far.
Regardless, I had no other choice than to do so, so with that, I took off, of course with my legs
As soon as I walked out of the school premises, I saw a Lamborghini Aventador drive out, and if I was right the car belonged to Edward. My first instinct was to run and hide somewhere, but the problem was that there was nowhere to hide since it was an open place. I didn't even have the time to think when I saw his car reversing to where I stood.
His window was wound down and the driver, who of course was Edward shifted to open the door.
"Get in!" when he saw that I stood unmoving, he became impatient and pressed on his horn.
To be honest, I wasn't in a trance like I usually would be, but I was determined that there was no way I was getting inside his car. I folded my hands over my chest as I shook my head stubbornly.
"No!"
"Why? It's not like a going to kidnap you so what are you scared of?" He teased with a smirk hanging on his lips and I knew he was toying with me.
Again I yelled a "No!!"
"OK fine!" I heard him say and heaved a sigh of relief. Finally. But what he did next was totally unexpected. At first, I didn't think much when he removed his seat belt and came out of the car but the next minute, I found myself floating in the air and realized that I was being lifted. By none other than him.
The first thing I thought of was what if someone saw us? I hated to come to terms with myself for not thinking or voicing a complaint against it but instead was concerned about whether someone saw us or not.
I tried to struggle out of his hold, but his grip on my waist only got tighter and tighter and in the end, I was forced inside his car. Yelling, I banged on his window and asked him to get me out, when I saw that the door wasn't opening but the next minute, Edward entered the car and Without even giving me much time to prepare, he started the car and pressed on the accelerator immediately.
My mind almost jumped out in shock and my body jerked forward, and then backward at his Sudden movement. Ignoring my hair that was now messed up, I raised my head to glare at him angrily.
"Let me out!!" I said through gritted teeth as I tried to keep my anger in check.
"No."
"You know I could sue you for assault right?" I tried to threaten, when I saw that reasoning wouldn't work, and I grew angrier when I saw him smile.
Was he not concerned? Or was he sure I wasn't going to report? I didn't know where he got his confidence from and if I said I wasn't annoyed then I would be lying.
"I would love to see you try."
"You're sick in the head" I rolled my eyes and leaned back.
"I know."
"You are very stupid"
"I know"
"You are an idiot"
"I know"
"I hate you"
"That I can't say" He chuckled, and I glared at him once again before deciding to stay silent. He was very shameless, and I would only be stooping so low to his level arguing with him.
I looked out of the window as a distraction and the car fell into a silence, a peaceful one until Edward decided to break it.
"Why are you not talking. Are you mad?" I didn't answer and pretended not to hear him.
"You're not talking? Are you not satisfied with the kiss?"
My cheek burned hot, and I turned to glare at him fiercely before looking away.
"We could try again." I heard him say, and I was so embarrassed, but I swallowed the words that was at the tip of my tongue.
'I won't let him get to me' I kept repeating that in my head as I tried to calm my nerves down. I noticed the car was moving slower, and I suspected he was trying to stalk for time. My guess was he was planning to embarrass me further and there was no way out for me. All I could do was wait. Wait till I get the chance to get back at him.
Suddenly the car stopped, and I first thought we have reached home, but when I looked around, I saw we were still a few streets away, and I became confused.
I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but instead caught a mischievous smile playing on his lips and realized he was up to no good. I started calculating in my head how many minutes it would take me to get home if I got out of the car now.
I was about to get off when I felt him lean closer. I became flustered and thought he was going to kiss me again, so I subconsciously tried to push him away.
"Don't go too far…" I warned sternly. I just couldn't wait to get home and stay away from this shameless mofo.
Contrary to my intentions, he didn't move away and instead leaned closer as he put on my seatbelt. "What were you thinking?" he asked as he fastened it and I rolled my eyes.
We weren't even on the main road, so there was no point using a seatbelt, but because he had been caught red-handed, his stupidity made him come up with such a lame excuse.
Throughout the rest of the ride home, the car was silent, and I hopped off as soon as the car stopped like there was fire on my butt.
Third person P.O.V.
Edward was surprisingly in a good mood today, which was very rare of him and the production team knew better than to approach him, since he has a rule that everyone was to stay at least three feet away from him.
The rule of course applied to his cooking partner, whose reputation was on a Rollercoaster because of the rumors going online about having an infection, which is why Edward made that rule.
People came up with a lot of speculations, but Edward turned a blind eye to it like he wasn't even the cause of it in the first place.
He was just about to leave after finishing his makeup when he heard someone sniffle. The voice came from the other end, and he knew better that it belonged to the lousy actress he was teamed up with.
He was about to turn away when he heard he overheard her conversation with her makeup artist. Their voice wasn't very low, as he could hear what they were saying clearly, even from his distance.
"What are you going to do now. That Edward is just too much, how could he make such a rule without considering what people would say about you. He is too selfish. Ha! so what if he is a big shot… I hate him so much"!
"Shut up Martha don't say that. I get it you are upset, but you don't have to say that about him. He must have his reasons? Plus who knows if he is the one that has an infection?"
The last sentence made Edward furious, and he angrily smashed the cup he was holding, before pulling the curtain that separated them.