MICHELLE'S P.O.V
As I stepped out of the Chemistry class, a clear hint popped onto my sight, I realized something that could have saved me from all the drama that had occurred earlier , it dawned on me that each individual classroom or bloc had its identification tag placed right above it, I must have overlooked that helpful hint mistakenly. I cursed underneath my breath when I actually discovered that the Physics classroom is just right across the godforsaken noisy class I had branched earlier, disappointed in myself, I slowly walked into the Physics class my head bowed lowly in anger and resentment
'What tells the time, Miss?' the physics teacher asked vexed
'Sir…' I tried explaining myself to the agitated blonde male teacher didn't seem to care about my explanation,
'kneel over there' the man ordered pointing to an empty spot across the room close to the window, the moment my knees touched the cold white tiles I cursed continually within me, everyone couldn't help staring at the oddly interesting new girl whose thick and fleshy thigh couldn't help been openly exposed to the awaiting perverted individuals, the wind didn't seem to be in my favor as it continually blew away my skirt revealing my laps to the classes scrutinizing glares, if only I can nab that psycho bastard that had allowed this occur. I was still speaking of the devil when the annoying dude slipped past the physics classroom but paused adjacently to me.
He made funny mocking and yet hilarious faces at me just that I didn't find any of it funny, I frowned at him in response, he smiled as he pulled out a straw from his pocket 'God don't let it be what I am thinking' I silently prayed, but my prayers were too late because he did it.
HAROLD'S P.O.V
I am sure by now she would have realized that she was pranked by me, the harsh reality of the fact that she was fooled would have dawned on her. I smiled mockingly as I stepped out of my classroom, Gold. I walked aimlessly back and forth in front of the Physics class, I sighted the blonde girl without trying, and those black irises that portrayed the highest degree of hate easily stood out and most importantly I couldn't get my eyes off her exposed attractive laps.
Our eyes met, she didn't seem the least pleased that I was right across her, she had a murderous glare in her eyes, and I couldn't help making mocking faces at the beauty. Then it dawned on me that I could torment her much more with spit balls.
She seemed to know immediately what I was about to do, that evident shock in her eyes sold her out. Swiftly before she could react I rolled a spitball and tucked it into the straw, I targeted her bountiful bosom, especially the little gap within her cleavage and I fired, the insufficiency of enough time to react aided my plan .I laughed with extreme satisfaction as I watched her multi-dollar reaction, I immediately skidded away.
MICHELLE'S P.O.V
I just wanted the spit ball gone at all cost, everyone had seen him shoot that spit ball at me but they had acted like they had seen nothing, not nice of them. I tried pulling out the paper discreetly but the paper seemed to just slip deeper and deeper into my bra cup, I could feel the spit ball at the tip of my tits now and trust me I wasn't feeling the least comfortable about the present crisis I was faced with..
I could hardly act as if all was well while I waited for the goddamned class to come to an end, the moment the bell went off for the end of the class I rushed out at full force towards the restroom. Unfortunately, all the restroom stalls were occupied it seemed as though all the girls in the school were cramped into all the restrooms in the school, alternatively I rushed out of the school and headed around the back of the school.
Anger kept blazing through my eyes as I loosened the main buttons of my short sleeved ivory shirt, I grunted as I forced my hand through the 36DD cupped bra of mine, with one swift move I pulled the annoying paper out of my bosom, I sighed in relief as I tossed the paper away
'Hmmmmmmm' I heard someone loudly clear their throat behind me, I froze for a split second
'Oh no!' I mouthed as I strived to hurriedly button up my shirt, my delicate fingers weren't helping matters as they kept buckling into each other, frustrated I forced the buttons and unintentionally the first button of the old uniform went cahoots revealing a large portion of my boobs that left little to the imagination. I turned around slowly to face who had made the sound, I was blown away by the ethereal beauty of the male homo sapiens that I was staring at right in the eyes, his defined jowls is enough to make any girl go into continuous fainting sprees, his eyes portrayed intense power and strength, his fit body was an individual tale on its own, he stood as one with a wise and smart mind, a perfect epitome of intelligence and sovereignty. As much as I was eyeing him he reciprocated with intensive scrutiny and interest, especially towards my curves but most importantly he couldn't get his eyes off my chest area and I didn't like that a bit,
'Your eyes should be up here' I stated drawing his attention to my face instead of my figure 8 body figure
He chuckled before smiling so beautifully that I began to lose grip on myself, I wanted to squirm so loudly at how perfect he seemed,
He spoke, 'that was very rude of me, where are my manners?' he asked rhetorically, his voice was a perfect blend of firm, sharp and soothing. He smiled once more
'I am Noah Gurnald, and you?' he inquired, I could see that it was with all his will power that he was trying to withstand looking at my boobs, I was forced to smile because of how hard he was trying.
'Michelle...Michelle Hudson' I introduced myself, he laughed and pointed towards my boob without any form of perverted intentions
'You going to have to find something to do about that because TRH no doubt has perverted dudes' he said with a warm smile,
I smiled in return, 'I think I have had sufficient forehand experience of how perverted the males in this school could be' I mentioned, he smiled brightly revealing a set of pearl white teeth
'You must be new' he stated, I nodded and smiled
'Is it that obvious?'
'Only new students would seem surprised when they hear my name, I am quite popular around here' he announced almost proudly
'I am late for my next class, hope I get to see you around Michelle' he declared and walked off leaving me behind wondering what was that familiar feeling I was feeling in my guts, was it weird that it seemed like I knew Noah before today. I chuckled as the feeling took over me totally, could I possibly be in love again?
'Snap out of it Michelle, he is a typical BAD BOY' my head corrected.
NOAH'S P.O.V
Waking up late and falling behind time isn't something that I grew up believing in and it surely isn't something I would find myself continually doing in the future but the late night party of last night warranted for me to sleep extra hours to recuperate.
I stepped down the stairs cautiously, I caught sight of Mr. Leo, my legal guardian seriously engrossed in the Morning Times. I can hardly recall a day that I didn't see the old man buried in heaps of the morning papers, now recalling how I had bribed him into being my father I couldn't help but laugh at the irony of my paid legal guardian. Mr. Leo has been my family's butler for quite long, so after my parents died in a car accident to avoid been taken to my callous aunt, Lola, I pleaded with Mr. Leo to be my fake dad while I pay him annually for his services. I am Noah Gurnald, heir to my parents multi billions. I am the leader of The Royal Princes, a gang ranking third in the list of the underworld gangs of the USA and I hate being bullshitted just as much as I hate betrayals.
MICHELLE'S P.O.V
My next period was P.E, well I am not a huge fan of rigorous activities mainly because I am Asthmatic. Exercise to me is like torture because it always makes me feel like my whole body is being torn down cell by cell. I took off my school uniform, carefully storing the half crescent necklace my mum gave me in my locker, I pulled on the blue sport shorts and white shirt. I didn't like how my sport wear hugged my body too tightly exposing my curves but I wasn't going to let this bother me, I just wanted to not care anymore. And I stepped out of the locker room armed with the medical letter of exemption that would exclude me from the tough activities of the Physical Education class