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I couldn't believe I had slapped someone. It felt surreal, like I was being controlled by something outside of myself. As I stormed off, I heard someone approaching quickly behind me, their footsteps echoing through the hallway. I didn't bother looking back; I wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone. My anger was simmering, and whoever it was would have to face it if they insisted on following me.
The figure hurried ahead and blocked my path, holding out a bag, she handed me a small black Louis Vuitton bag, her smug expression making my blood boil.
"Liora... um... I think you'll need this," she said, her voice dripping with fake kindness. A striking girl dressed in cream pants with a small chain dangling from the pocket and a kinky shirt layered under an expensive leather jacket, looking far too pleased with herself. Her whole aura annoyed me, but those words? They irked me even more. I glared at her kindness, not knowing what the bag contained.
"Thank you Giselle " I muttered through stiff gritted teeth barely managing to mask the anger in my voice..
There was no doubt she had ulterior motives, I didn't trust her intentions for a second, especially since this was her prized black Louis Vuitton ring bag, What was she up to? I thought as she shook her head with an unsettling display of niceness. I didn't dwell on it long, I couldn't waste energy figuring that out now, and headed straight to the changing rooom.
I headed to the changing room, hoping to find some clothes in my locker. Of course, it was empty. Brielle must have taken my things. Frustration bubbled up inside me, and I could feel the tension radiating through my body.
"Liora, this isn't you… What's going on Seriously, you'd never act like this,?" Nysar's worried voice broke through my thoughts.
"I'm fine, Nysar! I don't want to talk about it, Nothing's wrong with me. Is it so bad to feel frustrated? I really don't want to discuss this right now!" I snapped, trying to keep my anger in check.
"Liora, please listen I know something's wrong—"
"Oh, for heaven's sake,Nysar!" I yelled, cutting her off. My irritation was climbing by the second.
"Maybe we should talk to Mas—"
"Nysar.....I am getting frustrated"
Did she really think I'm insane , I'm seriously irritated
"Liora trust me--"
This was really annoying I'm trying to convince her but she's just too annoying "Nysar"
"Liora i...."Is she really this persistent..
"Nysar...." I interrupted again, my voice sharp
"Liora, I—"
"SHUT UP!" I exploded. "ARE YOU CRAZY?! STOP YOUR NONSENSE AND I'M OKAY MENTALLY BECAUSE YOUR NOT HUMAN AND YOU CAN NEVER BE SO YOU CAN NEVER UNDERSTAND LEAVE ME PEACE PLEASE!!, LEAVE ME ALONE!!" I cried out, overwhelmed and frustrated. My voice cracked as anger and exhaustion spilled out of me, can't she see that I'm not in the mood to argue..
Nysar flinched and fluttered backward, clearly caught off guard. For once, she didn't argue, her tiny wings trembling. Without another word, she flew out of the room.
"Nysar…" I whispered, but she didn't even glance back, guilt crashing down on me. What had I done?
I mumbled to myself, "Did I upset her that much? Wait... where is she even going? What if someone sees her? Ugh, what have I done?"
Shaking my head, I turned my attention back to the bag Giselle had given me. Reluctantly, I unzipped it. What's in it? Unzipping it, my eyes widened in disbelief.
"Oh my God. What? Why would she...? Does she expect me to wear this?" Inside was a short, sleek skirt and a matching top. I held up the skirt as if it were a cursed magical historical artifact. It was beautiful... stunning....breathtaking even.....but completely out of my comfort zone. Against my better judgment.
I sighed, knowing I had no other option. Slipping into the outfit, I walked to the mirror at the end of my locker and stared at my reflection.
"Do I really have to wear this?, Can I really go out looking like this?" I muttered. It felt like I was looking at a stranger.I scoffed, realizing I was talking to a mirror. This day can't get any worse. I glanced at the clock.
8:32 AM.
I groaned. Eight more hours of school, stuck looking like a wannabe runway model. As I adjusted the skirt,
"VALE!!"
The sound of my name being shouted startled me. The rough footsteps grew louder until the door burst open. Before I could react, the changing room door slammed open almost like it broke.
Janet stormed in, Without warning and slapped me hard across the face
I locked eyes with her, rage bubbling inside me. It was like the whole room was boiling hot.. My vision blurred with fury.
The anger I had been holding back erupted, at the feet of rage and before I knew it, I had grabbed her and thrown her across the room. She crashed into the lockers with a loud thud, slumping to the floor in a heap.
"AHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed and hissed in pain, after landing with a sickening thud. Her face was bloodied, her clothes torn. I froze, staring blankly at her in shock, but then sharp pain erupted in my head—soft yet overpowering.
Sharp pain shot through my head, sharp and unbearable. waters!. Voice like waters filled my head it was painful yet calm, penefrating into my mind, like a rushing river drowning out my skull.
The walls around me seemed to crack and crumble as if the entire room was collapsing. I screamed, clutching my head and dropping to my knees, i screamed at the top of my lungs while painfully gripping my hair.
As swift as lightning, the horrible pain left, the chaos walls were pristine, and the room looked untouched. I was trembling, my knees weak, as I tried to piece together what had just happened. I glanced over at Janet, who lay motionless on the floor. Panic crept in—what if I'd seriously hurt her?
My thoughts turned to Nysar. Suddenly, the pain subsided, and the room grew still again.
"Nysar…" I whispered, but she wasn't there to answer me. My heart sank.
"What just happened?" I whispered to myself..My body felt light, I felt like as if I were born anew like nothing has just happened. To believe that i wasn't dreaming i stood up and looked at my right side.
Janet's unconscious form reminded me that this wasn't a dream. I zoned out, my knees gave out, and I knelt there, trying to understand everything together
Then I felt it. Someone's gaze on me. Slowly, I turned my head looked up and saw him standing in the doorway—Sam, my senior. His expression was a mix of shock and… something else.
"Hey," he said cautiously, his voice breaking the eerie silence.
I didn't respond, just stared blankly at my palms like a lifeless being.
"Principal Julon needs to see you."
I stood, my legs shaky catching the shocked expression on his face. His action was rather lustful which seemed to irritate me,
I didn't answer him. I couldn't. My mind was reeling from everything that had just happened.
"You okay?" he asked, taking a step closer. His eyes flicked over me, lingering too long. I could feel his gaze over my body especially the skirt I was wearing., His eyes traveled over me in a way that made my skin crawl.
"How long have you been here, Sam?" I asked, my voice raspy and hoarse from screaming earlier.
Sam smirked. "Rude. You're calling me by my name? Add 'senior' to it. And I've been here for a while, maybe an hour or so." he replied smugly
"An hour?" I asked, confused. I glanced at Janet.
"Yeah, I was looking for you" he smirked annoyingly, eyeing me up and down
" What!!, If you speak about this to anyone i promise I'll do to you the same thing i did to that girl" i spat out threatening him
"What! Who, which girl? you mean Brielle?, everyone already knew that you slapped her hard,. I mean i loved that!".
"Huh, you said you were here for a hour, what are you talking about?, If you've been here that long, then… what did you see?" i looked at him confused and looked at janet but she was gone
"Nothing much," he said with a shrug.
"I came in, saw you kneeling there like you were sick or something. That's it." he laughed
Did he seriously think that was funny? Well it wasn't
I glanced at Janet's limp form on the floor again, but she was gone. My heart skipped a beat. How was that possible?
"So… that's all you saw?" I pressed, my voice growing colder.
" Yes duhh or was there more to see especially with those skirts" he glanced down at my skirt i was kinda feeling embarrassed but it matched nothing to what was going on right now how could this be possible i looked at the walls it wasn't falling apart it was like nothing ever happened like it was brand new i don't understand
" I don't understand,wha-"
"Uh, yeah? Why? Was there something else?" His gaze dropped to my skirt, and I felt a wave of embarrassment again.
"Never mind." I turned to leave, intentionally brushing past him.
Sam held my hand and grinned, his gaze dipping again to my skirt. "Yeah. But let me tell you, you look breathtaking. Wanna spend the night at my place?"
The audacity of this guy. My hands clenched into fists, and I fought the urge to punch him.
"No!... And no.. I'm not talking about any thing like that"
"Then what are you talkin-"
"Just forget it!, And don't ever start a conversation with me again!," I snapped, brushing past him and intentionally bumping his arm hitting his lower arm due to the height difference..
As I walked away, I could hear him muttering behind me, "Rude. But damn, she's something else."
~ SAM's POV~
" That's rude I'm your senior you have to respect me !!" I yelled
"That girl…" I mumbled to myself, watching her storm off. She was fire and ice wrapped into one, and I couldn't get her out of my head.
"Yeah that's one classy girl, I have to know her how did i not notice such beauty" eyeing her till she's not visible anymore
My phone rang, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Hello, babe," I said, my tone flat.
"Hey, darling," the girl on the other end purred. "When are you coming to class? I need someone to cuddle."
I rolled my eyes. "Oh really"
"Yes I'm getting bored and i-" rudely interrupted
"Yeah yeah i get it...I'll be there in a bit." i was feeling really irritated
"Okay bab-"
"Yeah, yeah. Bye," I said, hanging up before she could drag the conversation out any longer.
"Darn it.. if i didn't cut the call, i would've been vomiting by now, i need a new girlfriend..... Well hello locker girl". I said patting the locker.
Turning back to the look at the part where she stood, I spotted a black bag sitting on the bench. My eyes lit up as I picked it up and examined it.
"Well, well. What do we have here?" I sized it in my hands it seemed like those of my sisters, I could identify the bag well because my sisters always show it to my face.
"I guess it popular among girls" I whispered, grinning. It was a Louis Vuitton bag—pristine, expensive, and just sitting there, forgotten.
"what was the name of the bag again uhmm"
"Reel-....no that's not it"
"Fling-...rlin-... RING!... Yeah ring bag.." I said talking to myself
A wicked thought crossed my mind. "Selling this would make me a fortune.but what if she needs it.. she doesn't need it.. if she did..she wouldn't leave it here"
I spun around when a thought hit me hard, I smiled because it was a good one and would make me satisfied
But… no. I've got a better idea, i won't sell you, I found a better use of you" I smirked, tapping the black bag and hugging the bag to my chest and smiled at thought that would come true
I headed toward the hallway, the gears in my mind spinning with plans.
"Woah!, I didn't know that she was richhhh?, AHH I should have asked her for her name"
Glancing if anyone heard that or saw me behave weird... Well no one did. Comfortably walking towards my classroom when I phone rang with the name icon popped up
'my personal whore💋🤟'
I picked the call and silently yelled because I was now in the hallway and wasn't allowed to speak loud
" I said I'm coming! Cuddle something else" I silently yelled
"But babe it's not going to be like hugging you plea-"
"Fine I'm coming!, but I'm not going to the class!"
"Why bab-"
"Too many eyes!, that's why?"
"Oh I don't have a problem with that?"
That's you! not me! I can't be making out with you when everyone's looking!"
"Fine then let's go to the toilet room"
"Good meet me there"
"Bye ba-
(Hangs up)
"Ahhh she's so annoying but still of use for now, im not your 'babe' for long" I whispered to myself
~End of SAM's POV~