Valentina’s P.O.VWhat the hell does he mean by that? I thought to myself as I stared down at his hands in horror, Ethan was asking to shake me. Did he not recognize me?My eyes followed his hands and they stopped only when I was looking into his forest-green eyes, and being lost in them. No, he recognizes me, then why?“Ms. Chandler?” I gasped slightly when I heard Mr. Israel’s voice. “Is anything the problem?”I bit down on my lips as I shook my head almost immediately, I received Ethan’s hands, and as soon as I touched his hands, I felt shock waves travel from the point of contact to every single body part I had.“I’m fine, Mr. Israel,” I answered with a forced smile, I don’t know why but Ethan is choosing to cover for me, I should probably get the hell out of here, while I still can.“I am glad, since we are here shall we sit out and have coffee together, while you tell us a little more about yourself.” Mr. Israel said with a small grin on his face, and I felt my heart hammer in m
Travis P.O.V “Hey Travis,” Scott waved to me as he approached my desk, I nodded in acknowledgment as I stared ahead wondering what the fuck Ethan planned to do with all those paints. “Travis, did you hear?” Even though I was planning to ignore Scott, the statement was enough to drag my attention back and I was met with Scott’s brown eyes that sparkled with delight. “Hear what?” I inquired curiously but instead of giving me a proper answer, he chuckled. “Ethan said we should keep it a secret from you.” He chuckled again. “It’s about Valentina too.” “What the hell is going on and what is that paint for?” I was even more curious when the rest of Ethan’s minions began to paint the floor with gum and black paint, while Ethan and Gabrielle supervised the work diligently. “Why are they painting the floor black?” I had no idea that Ethan would be in charge of the rehabilitation of our classroom, and if indeed he wanted to paint anything, shouldn’t it be the walls?“Cole saw the weirdo,
Valentina’s P.O.V I was unable to answer Ethan, not because I was trying to be defiant or anything, but because I was too afraid to speak. He leaned even closer to me a devious smirk playing on his lips as he stared down at me. “I added glue into the paint, I assure you it would be difficult to get out of time on your own, and you might lose your skin if you’re not careful enough.”I might lose my skin. I looked down at my pathetic state, even though Ethan was causing harm right now, there was a boyish grin on his very handsome face, and I couldn’t help but wonder why someone so beautiful would be capable of such evil. I desperately needed help at the moment but I couldn’t bring myself to accept his offer.“Suit yourself,” He grinned before leaving, the whole class cheered, and I bowed my head in shame, no one, not even one person would help me. I took off my bag and tried to get up, the slime gripped me firmly but I pushed myself from the floor using my open palm as a means of suppor
Valentina’s P.O.V The principal was a very kind lady she met some reasons with my part of the explanation; she most likely knew I didn’t have the balls to plan out such a prank openly, but she also didn’t want to overlook the fact that a student damaged the classroom, because accusing Ethan would also cause her a problem. So, in conclusion, she gave me only a few hours of community service, even though it would mean that I would go to my part-time job late, it was still better than being suspended from school, as my reputation is what I needed to get into college.“Ahh.” I moaned in pain when my bruised palms came in contact with the edge of the steel chair, I would also probably need to work overtime today as well, I need to buy a new bag and some books, I can’t allow myself to lend some more money from Melissa, I owe her a lot as it is. I shook my head at the thought of asking my half-brother, Nathan to lend me some money, he would probably tell Ron about it, and he would bea
Valentina's P.O.V “I will be waiting for you at home, Teacher.” The words resounded in my ears as I mopped the hall. Ethan wants me to be his pretend teacher, even though he knows my secret, and I know that tutoring someone like him is impossible. What do I do? How do I handle this? Even as I continued my community service punishment, I was unable to concentrate, I had mopped this hall about five times now and it is still nowhere near done. I placed the mop into the bucket and picked it up strolling to the other end of the court, just what the hell does he want from me? “I hate him,” I whispered as I started mopping all over again, the tears that I had been holding were blurring my vision. “I hate him so much.” “Valentina,” I heard my name and I hoped to God it wasn’t Ethan, because if it was, I might not be as fortunate as to go home in one piece, I turned towards the direction of the voice and my breath hitched in my throat, it wasn’t Ethan but for the first time, I wish
Ethan P.O.V “Welcome back Master Ethan.” The housekeeper, Junis announced as soon as I got inside the living room. When I noticed him I threw my bags at him, my eyes scanned the living room I was in search of my father. “I saw his car outside,” I murmured giving the housekeeper a bored look, Junis’ eyes narrowed for a bit, and it took a minute or two before he realized I was asking about my father. “Mr. Israel is in his study.” He whispered and that was all I needed to leave interrupting the rest of the statement from Junis.I needed to talk to the old man about the restrictions he had placed on my credit cards.How dare he deprive me of my right?I can’t spend more than a maximum of one thousand five hundred a day.What does he think I am? A beggar?It would seem that his old age was already getting to him, he had forgotten that I had no use for him if he wasn’t going to provide me with financial support.“Ah… Harder!” As I approached the study I heard a high-pitched voice that bel
Valentina’s P.O.V My head hurts, I thought to myself as I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling. My mind was blank and my eyes filled with tears from the splitting pain in my head. I was in the process of convincing myself that I needed to get out of bed and prepare for school, the history project Ethan gave to me, I was unable to do it, and I was also unable to go to his house to tutor him like he ordered. Tears streamed out of my eyes, I was so dead and I knew it. If possible, I would love to avoid school, so I can avoid him, but I know I can’t, if I wanted to get my letter of recommendation, I couldn’t be absent from school. What do I do when my head hurts so much? I can’t keep crying like a coward though.“Lend me some money,” Norah said as soon as I got out of the door, I jolted in surprise because I didn’t think anyone would be in front of my door waiting for me. “I will pay you back tomorrow.” “I don’t have any money to give to you,” I muttered trying to walk past her but
Valentina’s P.O.V You know the kind of look a lion makes at a deer? The “I'm much bigger than you” look or the “I'm going to shred you to pieces” look That was exactly how Ethan was glaring at me. He stopped a few inches away from the whiteboard. “Let's all take Alvin and Jasmine as an example and spread love without forgetting the less fortunate.” by “less fortunate” does he mean me? His eyes were still on me. “This is why I have taken it upon myself to get you a boyfriend, Valentina.” Please tell me I'm dreaming; tell me this is one of those nightmares that I have. “You are not asking if she has a boyfriend already?” Gabrielle asked turning towards me with a flirtatious smile. “There might be some loser boy who plans to marry her when she's twenty-two.” Everyone laughed at his lame joke and unintentionally I frowned at him; I wasn't angry or anything, it was just disgusting. Meanwhile Ethan on the other hand was so surprised. “Don't tell me you have a boyfriend?” He asked s