"What the hell are you even doing?" Cassandra couldn't help but ask.
"What the hell am I doing? You tell me an answer to that question! what the hell are you doing or actually don't! I know it already.
You are just being the slut so that you can get that luxurious life back maybe by hooking up with some of the rich guys in the school are you not?" He spat.
Cassandra took a deep breath in because she did not want to mess with him more than she already had but his words pierced through her chest like a Dagger. Maybe this was the way all the rich people thought that there was nothing except for money that a person needed. She definitely did not disagree about the fact that having money was such a great thing, it spared you a lot of trouble and you could be happy but it was not all life was about, she was not going to lose her dignity and be slut shamed just so that she could afford some luxuries she did earlier before her life collapsed.
"You know what I'm not even wasting my energy trying to argue with you, I am leaving" she announced as she tried to skip of the room before Xaviers forcibly grabbed her hand and sprawled her on the wall again this time pressing himself to her.
His eyes were ablaze and yet they were staring down at her with this sort of intensity that made the butterflies in her stomach dance aggressively.
She did not even realise what he was doing before his hands disappeared into the back pocket of his pants and pulled out a Wallet from which he pulled out a wade of cash. He moved the cash right onto her face waving, Looking at the amount she realise this was the amount of money she would probably earn if she worked in the cafe for coming six months and that too full time.
"Will that be enough to fuck your brains out?" He asked.
Cassandra looked at him with pure anger. She could not even believe how he was crushing her self-esteem so low and literally calling her a prostitute. Her hands were itching to do something aggressive before she started hitting him right on his chest forcibly trying to push him away, giving out curses.
"You asshat! You brat! Do I look like a prostitute to you? I am glad I was never brought up the way you guys were, even if I was never as rich as you guys at least I have the manners to know that money was not all a person was about" she spat hitting him until he held both her hands.
Her eyes were now wet with unshed tears as she desperately tried to pull her hands away, when she finally did.
"You know what? Yes I am a prostitute. Yes I am walking around with my black bra peeking through my currently wet shirt because I am asking for it. I am asking for rich guys to fuck my brains out if that could provide me with a luxury I once had and yet I will not sleep with you because even if you are rich, you are the most Conceited bastard I have ever seen and no amount of money can convince me to step a single step closer to you willingly" she spat.
"I see" Xavier replies angrily before stepping closer to her.
Cassandra took a couple of steps back totally freaked out about what he was going to do to her. She kept stepping back until she backed up completely into the wall and before she could even think of shifting Xavier was all over her.
She did not even realise how it happened but the next thing she knew was xavier was forcibly kissing her. His lips were the softest ones she had ever felt against her. It would be a complete lie to say that he was a bad kisser. She could feel the husky smell of the cigarette on his breath engulfed with something stronger like whiskey. Even tho she was enjoying the kiss more than she would ever let him in too and the butterflies in her tummy were crashing making her want to moan like a wanton woman and drown her hand into his black locks and pull him impossibly closer, she didn't do any of it.
Her self esteem wouldn't allow her to. Even tho Xavier Garcia was the most fantastic kisser she had ever come across and her body was totally trying to betray her she couldn't help but remind herself of all the things he had said before he forcibly kissed her.
He had called her a slut, a prostitute and also insignificant. He had even gone to the lengths of calling her pitiful And rubbing salt on her wounds by indirectly insulting her now dead parents.
Xavier soon realised that anything he did was not going to make her open her mouth for him. Cassandra was shocked by the amount of control this guy had over her body even if they had met only a couple of minutes ago and if she thought that Xavier was the kind of guy who would get frustrated at how lack of her response and leave her alone then she did not knew him a bit and was truly mistaken.
When Xavier realised that Cassandra was suppressing her now incoming moans and refused to open her mouth he threaded his fingers right to her ass. He pressed his palm into her ass making her wrap her legs around his waist. He Expected her to open her mouth after this but she did not and he found himself getting more pissed by the passing moment.
Xavier then pressed his now hard member right at her entrance and that was the end of Cassandra's self control as she moaned loudly resulting her opening her mouth as he battled with her tongue for dominance, winning at the end.
He then slowly dropped her on her feet and wordlessly left the classroom leaving her a panting mess.
When she finally calmed down, she saw his blazer around her even tho it was partially huge for her.
There were extreme things that scared her out of her head.
How the hell on this earth did he put his blazer on her without her realising?
Also the fact that she would have had sex with him if he hadn't walked out and that scared her beyond her now wet vagina.
*****
Cassandra found herself sitting into the bus wondering what it was going to be about today. She has been adamant not to show any emotion about how much the pranks indeed troubled her. It had been a week since her first day at the school and its eventful existence.
After the eventful end of her first day she found herself attending classes with a blazer that was to huge for her. obviously she wanted to return it to the owner even though she sort of did despise him but the boy had been missing for last one week.
Boy! she was dumb when she thought that Ryan was giving up on the pranks anytime soon. That boy enjoyed tormenting her more than anything and she was glad that he was barely in any of her classes. Since she knew that the pranks wouldn't cease anytime soon she made it her point to leave early for the school and wait in the classroom she was supposed to attend her first lecture just so she wouldn't have to walk around in a wet uniform again.
Sometimes it made her feel like a coward but the truth was she was indeed scared of what these guys could do. Ryan was indeed a trouble but Xavier was a volcanic eruption. She wasn't sure if she was glad or worried by his absence in last one week. She hadn't seen him once in the complete week the first few days she carried his blazer in her bag in order to return it back to him but his absence made her feel like he was not going to come any time soon so she just simply dropped the blazer into her locker.
In the meanwhile Cassandra had managed to make a friend as well, Isabella. Isabella was not exactly a scholarship student but she was not a rich one either. Apparently what Cassandra didn't knew was that her school was divided into four different strata of richness.
The first strata was the one where Xavier belonged. Kids belong to being not just to super rich and influential families but also the ones who practically made the school run the way it ran. There was no going against these kids because what ever they may do to torment you, the school was never going to point fingers at them.
The second strata was the one where Ryan belonged. Kids belonging to rich families but not very influential. These families did not even pay any special allowances to the school so these guys could get into trouble but the only people who could put them into trouble for the first strata ones. Which meant that fighting against these people especially when you belonged to the scholarship class was the stupidest idea ever.
The third strata was the one where Isabella belonged. These families could not be considered middle class but they were not super rich as well these people could afford the school fees partially and the rest was covered by some sort of scholarships.
If the situations were on the way they were right now Cassandra might fit somewhere in between the second and the third strata. She could definitely afford the complete fees but she wasn't really very influential or that rich like the second strata.
Last and the fourth strata was what was considered as Cassandra. the students who did not even have the funds to dream about the school but they somehow made it to the school through scholarships. As a school with a great reputation in California, midland high provided complete scholarship to one student every year and funded their education in midland high.
Isabella was not what we would call as the cliché perfectly perfect best friend but the girl was helpful, nice to her and mostly tried to save her from all the bullying that was coming her way. But on the comparison scale Isabella was probably 1000 times better than Amanda.
Isabella was a timid little girl with her height around 5'2, Accompanied by pale complexion and huge black eyes. Her eyes were usually covered by her round rimmed glasses. She looked more like a scholarship student than Cassandra.
Apart from Isabella if Cassandra talked with anyone else it was James. James was one of the members of the football team but apart from that he was also Isabella's childhood best friend and her current boyfriend. That was the reason nobody even tried to pick on Isabella even though she belonged to the third straight up because she had james as a protector and boy! the guy couldn't even handle a single bad look in her direction because that would throw him into a fit of rage.
Cassandra got down from the bus and started walking towards the school even though it was probably around an half an hour early for the classes to start. She had managed to avoid Ryan's wrath by this technique for last three days and she was hoping that it would work today.
But all those hopes came crashing down when she saw Ryan and his teammates standing right at the entrance of the school. What the hell on this earth were they even doing so early to the school.
Cassandra knew that she couldn't avoid him for forever and his pranks for not coming to any end anytime soon so what she did was she meekly put her head down and started walking towards the school in the hopes of facing what ever was waiting her way.
Even though she was barely looking at them, her entire attention was focused to words Ryan and his teammates and she could not avoid the gasp that left her lips when he roughly grabbed her arm and tried to pull her.
She wasn't even sure what the guy would do to her until someone stepped in between and she looked up to him her eyes a little grateful and hopeful that she might save her from whatever was coming her way.
"Let her go" he said and all of them looked at him confused.