CROSSED BOUNDARY

LEO 'S POV : 

"Ah, I hate this stupid  alarm" I got up and stretched my hands to turn off the alarm before laying  back on my huge bed. I didn't feel like going to school today,  not after the intensive training  I had yesterday.

I was exhausted and could still the hear the sounds of gun shot in my head. 

Anyways, I could always go to school anytime I wanted, no one dares to question me. I went back to sleep and woke up an hour,  demanding  for a  massage from my maids.  

Although, I didn't like going to school, it was just a goal which I had to accomplish; my mum's last wish before she died. I  was intelligent and don't attend classes frequently, but always had the best result.

I had authority and no one dares to disobey my command because, death was always the penalty. 

I was the head of the  most powerful Mafia cult in Italy.

I took over from my dad after he was killed by me when I was fifteen years. He killed my mum when I was nine, and at the age of fifteen he also killed my elder sister, who was my only sibling.

At that moment, I swore to kill him which I did at fifteen and became the leader of the Black dragon Mafia. 

People  called  me the a heartless monster, some called me the Devil himself, others Lucifer and many other names best known to them. 

I drove the most expensive car in school and had a private parking space where only my cars is stationed. No one dares to park their car there, for fear of what I might do to any one who does.

I stepped down from my car, carrying my bag on my shoulder as I slided my two hands into my pocket heading towards the school building. I got to the class and didn't see anyone.

On checking the time I knew that they must have gone for clectures in the laboratory because it was  Monday.  I walked to sit on my chair when I  saw a bag on it, with books not properly arranged displayed on the desk. 

"Who dares to sit here? No one dares to go close to my chair mistakenly, not to mention sitting or even placing anything" I thought, while staring at the bag furiously. I was going to deal with the person in a very terrible way. 

Curiously, I opened the bag to get any useful information about the owner. I noticed a small book, inscripted on it  boldly was " Clara's Diary" I took the diary and tried to recall if I knew anyone by that name, while I  flipped through it. Although, I don't really know my class mate but Clara?

The name wasn't sounding like anything I have heard. Nevertheless whoever the person was, he or she  will have to deal with me first.  I flung the bag in front of the class, tore the books on the desk.

I sat comfortably while listening to some music with my ear piece and my eyes closed tightly. Listening to musics was the only thing that gives me peace while in school.

CLARA'S POV : 

Everyone began to leave the class,  and I pondered on where they were headed but sat back on my  chair looking around the class. I knew it wasn't break yet, so where did they all  go to?

After much contemplation, I decided come out of the classroom in order to know what exactly was going on, but couldn't find a single student at the hallway. I glanced at some class and observed that lectures were still ongoing.  

Now it bothered me,  that they might be having a lectures at the moment. I was still reckoning on what to do when I saw a guy run towards me. He passed me, entering into the class. Quickly, I followed him.

 From the way he searched his bag hurriedly,  he had perhaps forgotten his something and came to get it. 

"Oh no don't tell me, you all went for another class" I didn't realize I  said that out loud and  he turned to  look at me. 

" What? " He asked. 

"I didn't know you guys went for another class,  do you mind if I followed you please? I don't know where the class is located"

" Whatever" He shouted, already zipping his bag and getting ready to run again. I quickly grabbed any book i could lay my hands on and ran behind him.

We finally got to the class and he opened the door, sneaking inside like he was avoiding to be seen with me. I gently closed the door and walked in slowly to avoid being noticed, but I gwas anyways. The teacher head turn toward my direction. 

"Stop there miss, are you just coming to my class? " I heard a male voice questioned, causing me to freeze immediately.

 "Not again,". I muttered nearly biting my lips.

"I, w..as hm..I was, sir I"

"Would you talk or get out of my class, I don't have time to waste," He shouted at me. In order to avoid further embarrassment, I had to control myself, so that I can be able to speak up.  

" I'm sorry sir,  I didn't know we had the next lecture in another location," I said looking down. 

 The entire class began to laugh which left me stunned. I was marvelled on how they enjoyed seeing people being embarrassed. 

"She is the new scholarship student Mr. Jeff," A skinny girl with short black hair said from the back, where she was sitted.

 Why does she have to lay emphasis on the scholarship student? In my previous school, we had all the lectures for the day in one class. 

"I thought as much, well you should have asked your classmate where were headed, that is not an excuse, you will stand through out my class, that is your punishment." Tears threatened to drop from my eyes.

It seemed like, these  teachers treated me this way because they knew my background; they knew I wasn't rich and there was nothing I could barely do no matter how they treated me.  

The lecture finally came to an end. They carried their books and left again the laboratory in groups, chatting and laughing while I just walked behind them, cluesless about were they were heading to this time.

Although, it seemed to me that they were going back to the class, but I had to confirm. 

On entering the class room, one after the other, their mood and facial expression suddenly change. I could see fear in them, as they no longer shouted but whispered.

 The last girl to enter the class looked mockingly at me, she chuckled  before entering the class. I didn't know what was going on and got scared. As I walked hurriedly into the class, my heart beat became faster than normal.

The first thing I saw, was my bag on the floor and my notes torn. The food my mum took her time to prepare  was also scattered on the floor. What shocked me the most was, when I saw  people's shoe print on these items.

"How could they be these heartless?" I thought. By now, I couldn't hold back my tears and began to sob quietly even though was extremely angry at the same time, and had the urge to scream on whoever did this.

 

I looked up and saw a boy, who looked older than me,  sitting where I had placed my bag. He was handsome and also looked so peaceful with his eyes closed with earpiece placed in his two ears. 

"He couldn't be the one right?" I asked my self. 

" Who did this?" I found myself asking the whole class boldly,  not knowing where the courage came from.

 I could barely feed properly and someone for no reason wasted the food my mum prepared.  I was really mad, I saw everyone looking at this guy who I thought wouldn't do such, then I knew he was the one. 

"Why do you care to know? Not like you can do anything. Just pack those garbage of yours and burn them, they are contagious; gosh who eats this kind of food? Gross." Everyone laughed out loudly but I didn't bother to reply. Instead, I walked up to the Mr. Peaceful looking guy, and tapped him before removing his ear piece.

 "Hey! Did you do this? " I yelled at him.

The whole class shouted and murmured among themselves. Some had a sympathetic look on their faces while other were filled with so much anxiety.  

Immediately, he opened his eyes and swiftly turned to look at me.

I froze in a split seconds on seeing his cold stare. His calm, peaceful face was filled with fury and scary. Although, he still looked handsome, more like a handsome monster. 

"Yes, I did. Now do like you heard her say, hurry up and  pack your garbage. Do it while I  am still letting you to, you irritate me." He brought out his sanitizer, sprayed it on me rudely. It was choky and I found it difficult to breathe.

It was absurd for someone this good looking to be also terrible at the same time. I was filled with so much anger and absentmindedly raised my hand to slapped him. 

"How dare you!" He stood up from his chair fiercely.

His hands suddenly turned into a fist as he raised them up to hit me. I was frightened, but surprisingly he stopped. Instead, he pick up his bag pushed me really hard on the floor.

 "Ouch!" I cried out. I felt a sharp pain in my left arm while I tried standing up from the floor. It hurts so bad as I tried to stand up, but all my effort seemed  to be abortive.

"It's fine, let me help you," I turned around surprisingly to see who was voluntarily helping me. It was a guy, he looked nervous, but tried to hide it. It seemed like he was going to get punished for helping.

Fear filled his eyes, but pity tried to overcome. He reached out help me stand up and immediately went to pack my items which were still on the floor.

All I needed right now, was to go home nothing else. 

"Please  don't come back." I didn't even bother to know who said it and left the class with the stranger's help. 

"Let me take you to the school clinic, so that you can be attended to by the nurses," He said softly, constantly looking around like he was being watched.

"No no, don't bother, I would manage on my own.  Just take me to the school gate, I would enter a bus there and find my way home thank you." I told him,  in order not to cause anymore problem, since he didn't look comfortable with me. 

"I can't do that,  you must go to the school clinic first," This time, he spoke out loudly. I was able to resist anymore as he kept on insisting. Also, I didn't want my mum to see me in this circumstance, she would certainly be worried.

" I'm Jack by the way"

" Clara" I managed to say, looking at him in the eye. I also said a quiet thank you, but he didn't respond.