Anger like no other rippled through Nessa, it was definitely back luck bumping into that asshole. Exchanging words with him was too low for her, not to mention that she was running late for class. According to her schedule, she had English and she definitely wanted to make a good first impression on the teacher.
Upon arrival, Nessa stood outside the door, flexed her jaw, took a deep breath, and cracked her neck. You couldn't exactly blame her for being a bundle of nerves, High school was a human approved hellhole.
"Alright Ness, you can do this, fighting!"
Done with the self-motivation, she turned the doorknob and stepped into a room filled with students that settled their burning curious orbs on her.
"Hi, I'm a new student," Nessa said to the teacher who had paused her lesson due to her interruption.
"Mmm," The teacher hummed, going through her schedule, "You're right" She informed her "Alright darling, introduce yourself to the class and be a doll by finding yourself a seat afterward"
"Hi everyone, I'm Nessa Evansville-"
"Yeah we know, pretty ass!" Some jock hooted from the backseat which made the class burst into laughter while Nessa boiled with suppressed anger.
It seems the whole school had heard of her confrontation with the pretty boy which wasn't a huge surprise. Since the arrival of technology, it has become easier prying into one's business.
"Alright, Luke, one more derogatory word, and you'd be surprised how fast you would find yourself in detention" The teacher gave him a warning.
The Jock named Luke didn't say a word further but the smirk tugging his lips and the mischievous glint in his eyes told Nessa he was not close to the word "Stop".
"Alright, you can go find an available seat and join the lesson"
But that was the problem.
The seating arrangement was as usual the traditional row layout; pairing students together within a row. And the only available seat in the class was the one beside the jock, Luke.
Could her day get any worse? Fine, if anyone gave her a problem, she would crush their meatballs.
Head held high with determination brimming in the rims of her eyes, she pranced towards Luke and didn't get to see the sneaky leg intentionally put out in her way and she dropped face-first in an unceremonious manner.
A ripple of smothered laughter circled the room.
"Erica, could you do me a favor by leaving the classroom?" It seemed like a request but everyone knew the teacher was firmly ordering her out of the class with no option.
"Gladly" Erica, the perpetrator of the crime, gave Nessa a hate glare for God knows why before strutting out of the classroom.
"Now, let's continue" The teacher resumed her class.
Nessa successfully made it to her seat but with a warning to Luke, "Try anything funny with me and I'll show you how fast you can lose your balls"
Luke had no choice but to raise his hand in surrender, though he still had that lewd smile on his face.
The class went perfectly without any of their lowly tricks aside from the numerous times she caught Luke gaping at her backside blatantly- what a pervert!
It wasn't a surprise gawking at a new kid but their pointed fingers and stifled laughter whenever they came across her told Nessa there was more to this unmerited attention.
They made her feel like she was an alien. Wasn't a new student supposed to be welcomed? Nessa didn't have any problem making friends in her old school. And did she forget to add, the whole school was glaring daggers at her.
"So you're the little bitch who challenged our prince?" questioned the tall, dark girl named Erica who tripped her during class.
"What now?" Nessa groaned in frustration.
"Who gave you the right to talk to our prince that way?" Erica questioned this time more fiercely.
"I have no idea what you're talking about?!"
"Damon! Tall, dark, and handsome, the one you disrespected this morning?"
Oh, now it finally made sense.
"You mean the tall, dark, narcissistic jerk who thinks all the girls on the planet earth should swoon over him?"
A dramatic gasp came from Erica, "Tell me you're not talking about Damon that way?!" She yelled.
Nessa was startled, what was wrong with this girl? It was almost as if she was obsessed with this Damon guy or something, or was she missing a brain? But Erica's glare was one of a kind.
Nessa choked, "I-I..."
"Erica!" Someone interrupted the both of them," I just saw Damon walking that path" she pointed.
"Really?!" Erica screamed so loud Nessa winced - her eardrum was almost destroyed.
"Yeah, as a matter of fact, if you don't hurry up…"
Erica zoomed off before the girl could finish with her words.
"You're safe now"
Nessa face the girl, "And you are?"
"Oh, forgive my manners. I'm Aimee" she smiled warmly, thrusting out her hand for a handshake.
"Nessa" she enveloped her hand with hers.
Aimee was a blonde with black eyes, average height, and quite curvy; she was simply cute.
"So, how do you see the school?" She asked, her eyes glinting with excitement and curiosity.
"Blah"
Aimee chuckled at her reaction,"But I got to admit, you've got some balls," Aimee glanced up at her," I saw the video"
"What video…? Oh that " Nessa finally remembered," What's so special about that Damon guy that everyone's crazy about him?"
"Wait a minute," Aimee stopped walking, "You don't know about Damon Claire?"
"Am I supposed to know him? Moreover, I'm new in town" she defended her cluelessness.
Aimee facepalmed, "New in town or not, who doesn't know about the Claire Group? They own this conglomerate with diverse subsidiaries" she chided her.
Nessa observed the way Aimee stared at her like she was from another planet - perhaps, planet of the apes?
"Well, for starters" Dear Aimee finally calmed down," His parents are alumni and huge financial contributors to our school. We have them to thank for our new improved laboratory and so many more"
Alright, this was all too much for Nessa to process.
"So you're trying to say that not only did I offend a handsome, popular guy at school, he's also rich and powerful?" She asked with a new feeling of dread
"Yep, pretty much that "Aimee acquiesced.
Alright, Nessa. Congratulations, Your life is officially doomed. If only she hadn't gotten involved with that jerk, this wouldn't be happening to her.
"I think I need tips to remedy this situation"
"Simple, sulk up to Damon"
"What?!" She was appalled, "No way! I'll rather die than do - " Nessa was still speaking when a guy intentionally shoved hard at her shoulder and moved past without an apology.
"You son of a -" Nessa was about to give him a piece of her mind but Aimme held her back wuth a warning.
"Trust me, you don't want to cause more trouble. The students would swallow you alive and there's nothing you can do about it,"
"They're going to keep bullying me, isn't it?"
"Yep," Aimme nodded, "And that is the reason why you have to apologize,"
Well, he can get that in hell.