I hissed and gritted my teeth. I thought that he was different from them! It turned out that he was also heartless. I entered the classroom in rage, but I did not expect that someone would slap me and pull my hair the moment I stepped a foot inside."Come on, girls. Slap her!" I gasped when someone pulled me and slapped me in both cheeks. My knees wobbled at the sudden attack and I was slammed on the floor. The impact made me a little bit dizzy. "Why did you do that, Maureen? Rogie said we can't hurt that commoner," a girl voiced out. Her voice was familiar but I could not name her. Maybe one of my classmates who always participated in class. "He wouldn't know. Besides, this girl seduces him. Who knows if she used tricks to tame the well-known Rogie Camero." Maureen scoffed. "Rogie is not someone who would step down for a commoner. He is well-known for being a playboy and a bully!" "Right. Rogie is not a good boy in class. Who would have thought that he would care for this commone
But I said those words because I wanted to slap him the consequences I would face because of his impulsive decisions. I knew. I should not have trusted him in the first place. He was dumbfounded for a moment, and then he cleared his throat. "Have you talked with Rogie Camero?" I sneered when I heard that name. "He doesn't value humanity. That bastard wanted to revoke my scholarship." I looked at Teacher Anthony. "And you are his accomplice." He gulped when our gaze met. "Did he tell you anything?" "I'm done with that bully. Please let go of my arm." Teacher Anthony let go of my arm. "You don't understand," he whispered. "What thing should I understand... I don't care anymore, Teacher. Thanks for your tutorial offer but what a waste. We would part ways before we could start a thing." I then walked away from him.I continued walking towards the school gate, but when I reached the gate, the guards stopped me. "Cutting class?" one of the guards spat. "Go back to your class, Miss."
"There's more," I said between gritted teeth. "Pay my expenses. Carry my bag. Compliment me. Eat with me every lunch. Invite me for a dinner at your house. Accompany me home." Rogie became silent after I said those words. I chuckled as I watched his serious face. His gentle eyes stared at me and it took me a few seconds before I noticed it. I cleared my throat. "Why are you staring like that?" I spat. But he just showed me his smile. "Your demands are easy," he said. "Demands." I huffed. "I don't demand a thing. Do you want to apologize? Then do it," I said and showed him my infamous smile. I would not be here tomorrow so I was sure that he could not do it. Even so, I did not believe that Rogie would do it. He was a prideful bastard that knows nothing but to bully others. At dismissal, I was ready to sprint home. However, the faculty assistant approached me and asked me to follow her to the principal's office. Right. I knew that it's almost impossible to escape that dreadful offi
Her lips twitched and I noticed a hint of amusement in her eyes. She looked at me and then looked at the folder. "You can rest assured that the school will not ask for compensation and punitive damages from you. Someone paid for the sum. I will give you good news." "Good news?" My forehead creased even more at her remarks. "How come good news? And did someone pay for...?" She nodded and a cheeky smile appeared on her lips. "Camero. One of the most influential families paid for the sum and you should serve them." "Camero..." "Rogie Camero," the principal said. She then cleared her throat. "And not only that, but his family will pay for your tuition until your high school graduation. You are lucky to have them so don't do anything reckless starting now. Don't disappoint the Camero." I shook my head in disbelief. "But I'm not his obligation nor I am obliged to serve him."The way she stared at me was like I’ve grown another head. “It’s a blessing. You don’t want it?” she asked while
I stared at him — bewildered by what he was doing. Then he looked at me with tear-stained eyes. “You…” He laughed again before he continued. “Why is it easy for you to forget things about me, and yet, I did not forget the things that you have asked from me earlier when I wanted to apologize to you?” Things I asked from him? I went silent for a few seconds and thought hard. I tried to recall the things that we had talked about inside the art room, and my eyes squinted at Rogie who was grinning at me. “It was just a joke,” I said. “I thought that I’ll not be here tomorrow so forget those foolish things that I had asked from you. I’m just kidding earlier.” It was true. I just said those things to play with him and I never expected that I will still be a student in that academy. If I had known… “Sydnee, I gave you my word and Camero never take back his word.”Before I could protest, Rogie pulled a card from his coat’s inner pocket and put it on the table. He looked at the principal. “G
Rogie pulled away from the kiss and stared at me. My cheeks were red because of embarrassment and it burned even brighter when I noticed my classmates looking at me with ridiculous stares. I grimaced and deliberately pushed Rogie away and pulled a handkerchief inside my pocked to wipe my lips. My sharp glare was still on him. "Bastard," I said between my breathe. "What do you think you're doing?" I asked, my face flushed in anger and frustration. His shoulders moved up and down. I could hear his heavy breathing and my brows knotted in confusion. What's wrong with this guy? "Sorry," he whispered and stepped back. I lowered my gaze and sighed. "Another trick?" His gaze lingered for seconds before he averted his eyes. Rogie did not say a word when he turned around and left the classroom. Just then, numerous gazes pierced through me and I felt uncomfortable. A burst of laugher was heard on the corner of the room. I shot a glare there and the girls sitting in that area looked away whe
"You did well," Isa praised when I sat on my chair. I gestured to her with my hand and we both supressed our laugh when the teacher glared at us before starting her discussion. I shrugged my shoulders and Isa grinned at me. I just did not expect to catch Rogie's stare at me. When our eyes met, he smiled at me. I hastily looked away.I WAS tired, barely keeping up with my quick breaths as I ran my way back home. The sun had sank in the horizon and darkness enveloped every corners of the town. The faint light from inside the hut made my heart beat fast. I knew mother inside, preparing dinner for tonight. I got home late that evening because I forgot time was running fast and that night was still early even after Christmas. It was a chilly February night. But my brows knotted when I felt something was strange inside the hut. I smelt a faint scent lingering in the air. A man's perfume. Was someone been here? Before I could call Mom, a figure appeared from the small kitchen door. A man
"You're doing suicide, are you?" I blinked for a few times before I swallowed and said, "Teacher Anthony?" He sighed and ushered me towards the passenger door. "But I'm wet ---" He cut my protest. "Doesn't matter." I sat on the passenger seat and Teacher Anthony hastily closed the door. It was only then when I realized I was standing in the middle of the road when Teacher Anthony saw me shivering under the heavy rain. When he sat on the driver's door, he looked at me for a brief moment before he ran the car ahead slowly. After a few minutes, he stopped the car at the sidewalk and looked at me again. He cleared his throat. "What are you doing out there?" My eyes looked down. "I-I don't know." "Sydnee," he called. "I'll bring you back to your parents. What's your address?" I shook my head and a dry laugh escaped from my lips. "I don't have a home." "Sydnee." "Please, I don't want to go home. My mother don't want me to go back there." His brow knotted. "No parents could afford