(Chapter 2: Mira Pov)
We got to school pretty early than usual, I was so glad that I have not encountered any drama since the beginning of the day, no dad to remind of how I killed my mother or a brother to blame me for my mom's death, I walked to my class which was far down the Hall, a class for the least intelligent people, while my step sister got to be in the top class where I use to be, before she made me stop studying saying I don't need it since my dad has money, what a pretentious bitch.
Opening the door to my class, I halted knowing fully well that my bullies are up to know good to bad am no longer their victim, I walked round the back of the class feeling uncomfortable with the amount of stares am getting, I have always hate attention alot,after successfully reaching my sit without any embarrassment I signed thankfully, ignoring the whispers and murmuring I knew it was about me, maybe my new look has something to do with it too, tired of their gossip.
I decided to start thinking and calculating my revenge plan, they must pay for what they did to me in my past life and for me to achieve that I need a solid backer that I can rely on before building my own foundation, talking about foundation I need to start earning money too, my mum thought me alot of things before her death, I have always known my mother was not from a simple background like they thought, first thing first I need to call one important person, thinking deeply about my predicament.
I was jolted out of my thoughts by the entering of the teacher, a young woman in her late 30s she was short and fat, but she has a foul mouth.
I decided to stop thinking and listen to the teacher, I needed to be serious with my studies for me to get to the top class with my sister that way I can have more information about what she is planning.
Time went on so fast surprisingly it was the end of classes, I decided to go and use the bathroom since I was kinda press, before I could make my way inside I was shoved hard on my chest that made me loose my balance and fell to the floor, I curse my luck for reincarnating in such a weak body, remind me to start training, I glared at the culprits with angry eyes as I stood up while stalking towards them like a psychopath with a dubious look on my face causing them to back away in fear, I stopped at the front of the meanest who use to make my name sake life horrible, I glared at him before slapping him hard on is face
,"dare to do that again,you fat pig", I said earning multiple gasps from the nearby students, I wasn't wrong he was kinda of fat without a shape, I could tell he was shocked because the original owner never retaliate she always endured and took everything thrown at her, too bad we where pollar opposite, having had enough of this bully drama, I shoved him out of the way to go do my business with the bathroom, before I came out they had scrambled away with their tail in between their legs.
I walked over to my sister class where we normally meet so that we can go home together, I sighted her in the midst of three of her friends, the campus Belle, they where the school cheerleaders, the meanest of girls, I don't exactly have an issue with them but we don't talk judging from the fact that the body owner use to like the school quarterback, whose name was Josh and that got the cheerleaders angry at her for having eyes for whom she adore, I walked up to them with a straight face, doubling the cold aura around me to avoid them form making a scene, I was already fed up with everything today, when I got to them and I heard snickering and hissing, but I paid them no mind.
"Big sister, are you done with your classes? Aren't you staying for extra classes, you know your grade are bad and dad will be angry with you if you fail again, big sis"my sister said with her fake innocent eyes with looking at me intently as if she has not just insulted me indirectly, I smiled"you don't need to worry about me little sister, at least am mu father's daughter no matter how bad I turn out to be, he will always accept me, unlike some people,
" I said with a little smile gracing my lips as I watch I face change into a frown looking embarrassed, I knew she got the message, "don't say that Mira, your little sister was only watching out for you, not her fault that you are dull,even of she Is an illegitimate child,she is still your sister"one of her underling said speaking up for her, I chuckled, "I know she is still my sister,but you know, original and fake aren't the same, Rita so mind your business and focus on your prostitue mother"I said sharply while turning around to leave.
I was stopped by a shadow who was blocking my way, I look up irritated at the person who dares to stop me, 🤧great it was non other than Josh the quarterback and his squad, if they think or if he thinks he can bully me like he used to before his dreaming, I have always been quiet that what started the bullying.
I signed while gritting my teeth in anger, "get out of my way Josh"I said which earn a mocking laugh from him, "since when do you have the guts, to talk back to me huh, you wimp, or it it because I don't love you like you do to me that why you are acting like a bitch hun, come on I can always satisfy you like the Sluth that you are, I can't say no to free pussies"he said which earned mocking laughter from his friends and some nearby students, my eyes turned cold, "get out of my way you bastard, I roared in anger "he was getting on my nerve and that's not a good sign, I shoved him hard and left in a hurry trying my possible best to control myself from hitting him, I was almost at the gate when I felt my backpack been yanked away from me, I guess I can't avoid trouble, can i? I turned to look at a furious looking Josh with my backpack in his hands, I sighed in distress not liking how this will end, "give me my backpack you bastard, I don't have time for you bratty and childish behavior"I said while reaching out my hang to take the backpack,he laughed before raising the backpack over my head since he was taller than me, "come get it widget, I knew you where always a loser widget" he said mockingly,I signed moving back while cracking my knuckles, the sharp sound cutting through the murmur of the crowd. My eyes are fierce, unyielding, as I take my stance poised yet relaxed, ready for what's about to happen.
Josh looks uncomfortable with my actions,earning a smirk from me, glad I was able to see such expression on his face,as he glanced around with fear in his eyes, but there's no way out now. He smirks, masking his unease, as if to save face in front of the onlookers. But I dont flinch,looking at him with hatred, I step forward, movements fluid and controlled, and the crowd grows quiet.
Then, with swift precision, I throw the first punch, catching him off guard. A gasp ripples through the crowd. He stumbles, shock flashing across his face as he tries to recover, but I was already moving, weaving around him with an agility that keeps him on the defensive. Each strike is deliberate, not meant to hurt severely but to make a statement.
Finally, he backs off, hand raised in reluctant surrender, breathing hard. I watched him with narrowed eyes for a beat, with a steady breath then shrugs and steps back, turning to the crowd with a look that says it all. The onlookers murmur, a mixture of awe and respect in their faces. As I walked away, there's a certain pride in my stride—a quiet triumph radiating from my face, fueled by the thrill of proving my strength and beating up that asshole.
Walking away I felt a pair of eyes on my back, staring at me intently, I turned to see a sleek black car parked on the road with tinted glasses, I knew for sure the owner of the eyes was inside the car, as if on cue the windows of the car rolled down revealing a man who was not just a man but a god in human form, handsome was an understatement for this man's beauty even the school quarterback was too ugly in comparison, but what caught my attention the most was the steel grey eyes of the man, staring intently at me, I couldn't help but find them familiar too familiar to forget, but too dangerous to remember, he was a walking temptation.