Victoria's POV
I took a deep breath before I got out of my room because I couldn't believe that my day would turn out this way. First, early in the morning, we almost had an accident because of Oliver, and now he didn't stop himself from making me feel so miserable by becoming my classmate for all my subjects. How can I have a normal life if I see him every day my entire senior year?
I know I am overreacting, but the humiliation I felt after he kissed me was too much for me to handle. After putting my books in my bag, I ran towards the registrar's office, and I begged our registrar to change all my class schedules. When she asked me for a valid reason why I didn't like my existing schedule, I turned mute, and I loathed Oliver Prize for ruining my Senior Year.
I was walking towards my car, where Jason was waiting for me, when I saw a motorcycle running fast from the parking lot through the driveway of our school, and I coughed when I inhaled the dust. And I couldn't stop myself from feeling so angry when I realized it was Oliver Prize, and the captain of the cheerleaders was riding on his back, and she was tightly hugging his waist, and I couldn't stop myself from feeling so furious with him. How could he kiss me this morning and have a different girl on the back of his motorcycle after class? Is he trying to add insult to my injury?
"Hey, are you alright, Victory? It seems you are ready to kill any moment. Are you still mad about the young man who crossed the pedestrian lane this morning?" Jason asked me the moment I got inside at the back of the car after slamming the door shut, and I am still clenching my teeth; after what happened this morning, I could tell it would be safe to stay at the back of the vehicle. For how many times my parents reprimanded me that I should ride at the back of the car and not on the front seat, they kept reminding me I was their only child, yet they didn't have time for me.
"Yes, and you can't believe it, Jason, he is the new senior guy on campus, and I hate it that all my classmates adore him, even my best friend, Lana," I said. I know Jason was only listening as he drove away from the school grounds, and that is why I like him because he always knew when to listen and when to talk, and he is good with timing.
"And the worst part, we are classmates with all my subjects," I added.
"And he is handsome, and he is the first guy who gets into your system. It only means one thing, Victory, your days being single would be over. And I am sure by the anger on your eyes and face that boy kissed you." He said, and I am dumbfounded that Jason knew what happened.
"How did you know he is handsome and he kissed me?" I asked while unable to believe that my driver would know what happened.
"I can tell it by how flushed your face is, Victory, and this is the first time you are so stressed about a boy. And I could tell he gets into your nerves, so you better take control of your emotions while you still can." He said, and I became curious about what he meant by his words.
"How?" I asked.
"Avoid him at all cost, and no matter what he says, don't answer him, and pretend he doesn't exist that is the best thing you can do, but if you can't control yourself, it means you are really into him. And the worst thing he can do is show it in your face that he is having a fling with another girl. I could tell he will break your heart into pieces, Victory." Jason declared, and I became more stunned since that is happening right now with Keisha riding at the back of his motorcycle.
"I know that you are new to this kind of situation, my dear. Because you never give yourself a chance to fall in love, maybe because you haven't met the right guy yet, and now that he has come, you don't know how to control your emotions, and you are in the denial stage because you couldn't believe yourself to have feelings for someone like him." He added.
"The decision will be all yours, and you can ignore him and continue to be brokenhearted, or give yourself a chance to know him." Jason continued, and I became speechless, and I couldn't believe that my driver could read my mind.
But I will never listen to my heart, for me, I should listen to my mind because I could say my heart is weak, so it is better to forget the new guy, how could I give him a chance when he was already having a good time with the cheerleader captain, Keisha. Besides, I know I don't like him at all; I am mad at him because I don't like him, and he is arrogant, not because I have feelings for him.
"Jason, you know me. I am not interested in him, period. He is not even my type, no matter how attractive he is. I can't love someone domineering as him. How could he think he is the king of our school now." I said, and I could see the smirk on Jason's face as I looked at him in the rearview mirror.
"Stop that, Jason. How could you be amused with my current situation? I have a dilemma in my life right now because of Oliver Prize. Mark my word, I am going to put him in his place." I said as I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned my back on the backrest of the car.
"You better watch out with every word you say, Victory." He replied, and I am surprised with his words, and why do I feel my best friend and my favorite driver are not on my side this time. Lana adores him, and I could say Jason believed I like him. I wonder what kind of spell he has that even my favorite people in this world like him. I fell silent for the rest of the ride while Jason was peeking at me once in a while, and I know he felt guilty.
"I don't want you to be upset with me, Victory. It was only my opinion. And all I want for you is to be happy." Jason said the moment we arrived in our mansion.
"I know; thank you, Jason, for your concern," I said, and I got out of the car without taking a second glance, and I could feel the emptiness when I got inside our enormous house. As usual, my parents are not around. They are busy traveling worldwide. They are not touring the globe for pleasure, but only for business purposes. I envy my parents because they are always together, and I can tell they are both in love with each other.
But I hope they will also find time to be with me, but I have been used to it ever since I was young. Still, I never stopped myself from hoping I would become my parents' priority even for once, even if I am now almost an adult since I will be eighteen soon, and I couldn't wait for my birthday to come. And I hope they will be present during my eighteenth birthday. I wouldn't say I like it when they don't even come during my birthdays. The last time they attended my natal day was when I was eleven. I was the happiest girl on that day. I don't feel excited about their gifts, but I am more eager to spend time with them.
I climbed the stairs with heavy steps, walking through the hallways before reaching my room. I put my bag on top of my study table, and I lay on my bed curling into a ball, and I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what happened at school today, and I hated that I was touching my lips as I relived the kiss I shared with Oliver Prize.
I couldn't believe I would experience my first kiss today, and it happened on the day I least expected it. Maybe it was because after what happened on the road this morning, I thought I almost died without experiencing my first kiss yet. I know I don't have anything to compare it with, but I could tell it was a hell of a kiss, that my toes are curling right now as I remembered the way he claimed my mouth. And just thinking about it made me feel the butterflies in my stomach.
And even if I could say I liked the kiss, I still hated him for ruining my plans for me. I know most of the time, Lana would laugh at me
because of my life principles, and she couldn't even believe that I planned my first kiss to be perfect for me.
"You can't plan your first kiss, Victory, because it will just happen when you least expect it, and it would be epic. You can't plan everything in your life, and there are things beyond your control." My best friend would always say those words to me, but it never stopped me from still thinking the same way.
I was still thinking about the new guy, and I didn't realize I had dozed off, and I was awakened by the continued knocking on my door, and it is must be Celia, Jason's wife.
"Dinner is ready, Victoria." She said after I opened the door for her, and I loved it when she called me with my real name, and I never complained. Actually, I was only teasing Jason because I love it when they call me Victoria, and only in our school that I want to be called Victory. I want people close to me to call me Victoria since it feels too personal.
"Okay, I will be there, Celia; just give me ten minutes," I said and smiled at her, and I knew she would wait for me outside my door. I got changed past, and I didn't care if I had messy hair. I just used an elastic band to tie my hair, and I was out of my room within five minutes.
"Wow! That is fast." Celia muttered while grinning at me, and we walked towards the dining room, and I couldn't wait to tell her about my stressful day. We usually talked on my balcony after dinner while scanning my books since I wanted to feel the fresh air.
The moment we got inside the dining room, my steps faltered. My eyes turned so big as saucer as I looked at Oliver Prize sitting in front of the long dining table. I have never been so shocked my entire life, and he was smiling at Arthur, our butler, and he was sitting on my favorite spot, and I think his face was haunting me that even when I was already inside our house, I still see his handsome face.
"Hello, Victoria!" He said, and my world turned upside down as I realized I wasn't hallucinating at all; Oliver Prize was real and looking coldly at me.