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The High School (2)
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Siril and Rick, the two of them had been best friends since time immemorial. They knew each other like the back of one’s hand. One would just have to look at the other to know what was going on, just like if the other was in a bad situation.
Rick was quiet for a while before he simply shook his head. He walked past the parking lot, and when he saw that someone had parked their car in his usual place, he could not help but frown.
He was initially displeased before it turned into anger that boiled within him. Because f that, Rick had just been about to vandalize the car when the Principal passed.
“Get to class, Mr. Justin,” Principal Goldenberg called out while looking at Rick with a cold expression. It was like the old man was aware that he was up to no good.
Rick nodded through gritted teeth as he nodded stiffly. He could not complain. In fact, he was silently thankful that the Principal did not catch him in the act.
In that entir
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“That is no problem. How can I help you?” The bald man before them asked, looking directly at Rick, and it was like he knew exactly why they were there.His eyes moved to Jim, and he closed his eyes, waiting for the bomb to explode.Katherine explained the case to him, and the principal excused her, saying he would deal with the two.“You just can’t hold it together for a day, can you?” Mr. Goldenberg asked Rick.“It’s not my fault that he was looking for trouble with me. Everyone in this school knows that I park my car there, and they are okay with it, so why isn’t he?” Rick asked.He had just said that when another realization dawned on him. Katherine also didn’t know him.“Where did you park your car today?” the principal asked, and Rick almost laughed at the question.“I didn’t drive to school today,” Rick explained while trying to be a
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“I received a call from the principal complaining about Rick’s behavior in school today. I am tired of receiving such calls. Every time I see the old man call, I hold my heart in my hands because I know it has to be something bad,” Mr. Justin said.His phone was on speaker because Jenifer heard Stacy’s voice. They were together. That made her already sour mood worse, and she felt she needed someone to vent out to.“Are you even listening? Instill discipline in him, or I will fight for custody over him. It’s like I am the only parent he has anyway,” he said, and Jenifer disconnected the call. She had heard enough for the day.“Why are you guys quick to point the finger at me. I didn’t fight myself,’ Rick said. He was sitting luxuriously on the couch, going through the TV channels.“Our responsibility is towards you,” Jenifer almost screamed. She was losing it.Everything.
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“Okay. I will do it,” he relented. She had done it.They worked on a plan that would ensure Katherine never found out that they were working together.“Excuse me. Are you blind or something?” Rick asked while looking at Katherine with clear annoyance.They were in the school corridors, and Rick had intentionally knocked her to get her attention.All his books fell, and Katherine had been about to pick them up when she saw the name on them.“You! Again! Aaargh,” Kathy could not help but spat out in disgust. The guy had intentionally knocked her and was still confident enough to play ignorant.“It’s me. Do you remember me?” he asked innocently with a raised brow.Katherine had wanted to spit on him, but that would have been an indiscipline case.“How dare you talk to me after what you did to that poor boy? Do you even understand the value of money? For once, don’t
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She used her other hand to hold her heavy head. She saw everything in blurry form. It couldn’t be… Rick was okay.“He needs a bone marrow transplant. He has cancer,” he said and suddenly stopped crying.Son. Cancer. Bone marrow transplant. The words auto-played in Jenifer’s head as though she had set them to do so. She didn’t know if she had heard him right until he dropped the next bombshell.“Rick will have to help me save my son,” He begged, in a hoarse voice as if he was restraining his crying.Wait! Was that a demand or a request for a favor? Jenifer could not help but question herself. At this point, she couldn’t control her emotions.“How old is your son?” she numbly asked as she held tightly on the chair she sat on.“How does that matter at this point?” Came the answer, voice laced with annoyance.He must have seen through her a
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She had a lot of questions, and she couldn’t find the right answers to them.Things were made worse by the fact that Rick was standing closer to her than she had imagined.“What have you wanted to do?” She asked, kind of daring him.He looked at her hard in the eyes, and his eyes moved to her lips. He then tilted his head a little bit and moved his mouth closer to hers.“This...” he mumbled, and suddenly, without warning, his lips were on hers.The touch between them was electrifying, and Katherine felt Rick get hard.She didn’t respond to the kiss at first, but he didn’t stop. He kept on kissing every inch of her lips until her mouth parted, and he tasted her tongue.Her lips were soft, and so was her tongue. She returned his kiss, and it grew more passionate.Their hands were all over each other, and soon enough, Rick was trying to remove Katherine’s top.She stopped the
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She placed them in the dishwasher and hoped that Katherine would play her part well.“Hold on,” Melanie told Rick, who was almost climbing out of the room.“What is it? Now is not the time,” Rick answered impatiently.He knew Melanie could be a distraction, and he didn’t want to risk Katherine being found out.“Are you serious with her, or is it still part of our deal? I can’t tell because you are acting so well,” Melanie said.That night, Rick got home to find his mom sleeping on the couch. She hadn’t covered herself, and she looked tired.He walked past her quietly, took a duvet, and covered her, and just when he was about to walk out, she woke up.“I fell asleep waiting for you. Have you spoken to your father?” Jenifer asked.That was a bad introduction, and Rick hoped against hope that nothing bad had happened, but it had to be bad news.The last time
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Coincidentally, they both settled on the same thing. There were pieces of chicken, salad, fried rice, and a sandwich.“You look troubled,” Katherine said, taking a bite of her chicken. She sometimes sends him a look of concern. In fact, Kathy did not want to be asked just to not appear as being nosy.“Do I?” he asked with a bitter smile. Rick looked at her intently but remained silent.“Yes, or am I reading it wrong?” She questioned, feeling embarrassed with the way he was looking at her. She then hurriedly added, “Ah… You really don’t need to tell me. I… I’m sorry for asking.” Katherine was feeling apologetic.But since earlier, she had noticed that he seemed to frequently look by the window as if he was expecting someone to storm in anytime and confront him, or was it them.Rick looked at her, wondering whether or not it was right for him to tell her what was bothering him.
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But why would Melanie be sitting outside the house at that time of the night? She felt her heartbeat increase and was afraid of moving towards the house.She cautiously approached the person who revealed her face after removing the hoodie she was wearing. Penelope.“You! What are you doing by my house?” Katherine asked while glaring at the woman.“I came to see you about something that might interest you,” Penelope answered with a knowing smile. She then asked, “Won’t you at least welcome me in?”“Welcome you in! Are you nuts?”Katherine couldn’t understand it. What was it with Penelope? Katherine had tried as much as she could to avoid her, and there she was.She was standing by her doorstep, asking to be let in. Claiming she had something important to tell her.Katherine really thought that the lady was blubbing and that ignoring her would do her good, but Penelope wasn&rsq
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She knew she was. She made heads turn, and her presence alone could make even the strongest man weak to his knees. Single men, dating, married, poor or rich all wanted her, but she went for Paul thinking he was the saint he portrayed himself to be.She could have said no, but she was confused. He might change, she thought, but now he wasn’t going to.He proved that over and over again. Dorothy got tired but didn’t know how to break up with him, and she was grateful he was finally gone, although she didn’t like the circumstances surrounding that fact.“Here is your tea,” she said as she placed the cup of tea on the table before Aston in his studio. She took a few sips of hers before placing her cup on the table too. “The weather outside is beautiful today.”“Yes. Yes, it is,” Aston confirmed, although his eyes never left Dorothy. “How about we go somewhere else while this dries?” he suggested.“Sure.”Together with their teas in their hands, they walked out of the studio. Instinctively
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Stella observed the interaction between the two, and once again, she knew she had lost Aston to Dorothy because he never looked at her the way he was looking at Dorothy, and that spoke volumes.Stella stood up and straightened out her dress.“I’ll check on you later, Aston, and nice to meet you, Dorothy,” she said with a smile and walked towards Steve.They bid each other farewell, and she left the room.Steve sat down in the chair Stella had just left vacant, crossing his arms over his chest again. He said with a strange emotion in his voice, “You mentioned something about you thinking Paul would change. Has he done something like this before?”Dorothy let out a heavy sigh before replying, “Yes. Yes, he has. Many times.”“Will you be able to testify against him in court?” Aston asked as calmly as he could.“Yes, I will. I think I’ve had enough of him,” she finalized.“Well, I admire your courage, my lady,” Steve commended, further encouraging Dorothy. “By the way, did you meet the pa
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‘’We caught this young woman trying to force her way into the ward, and we suspect she might be part of the paparazzi,” the first police officer answered.Steve observed Dorothy noting that she looked familiar then he remembered her. ‘It’s fine, boys. Let her through.The police officers released her arms, and Dorothy threw them a disdainful look, then sent a grateful one Steve’s way.He opened the door for her, and she walked in, thanking Steve with a smile.Steve closed the door with a gentle click and faced Dorothy. “He’s right this way. I’m not supposed to say this, Dorothy, but he’s been expecting you.”Expecting her? Did he want to see her? Did this have something to do with her, or did he just want to see her? She wished it was the latter.Wait, this is Steve, Aston’s best friend and the owner of ‘From Our Hearts’ gallery, but how did he know her?Steve seemed to sense her conflicting thoughts. He sighed and then said, “I can assure you that there’s nothing to fret about, and w
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She opened her eyes and brought her fingers up to see them coated with her juices— and Aston hair she had been supposedly pulling happened to be her shower curtain.She just fantasized about Aston pleasuring, but it was better than anything she had ever had with Paul, and the best part —she didn’t regret it.She wanted more of it. She wanted to make it real, so much that she was started to became inpatient and frustrated.The reality of her situation dawned on her when she got out of the shower. She stared at the ring on her finger, and for the first time, she felt trapped.The ring became heavy on her finger, and it began to feel like a heavy burden on her. She slipped the ring off her finger and placed it on the drawer bedside of the bed.Suddenly, she wasn’t sure she wanted to spend the rest of her life with Paul. She closed her eyes to picture Paul in her life as she had always done, but this time, Paul was replaced with Aston.And that moment, it became apparent to her that she w
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Dorothy turned around to see Paul standing there, arms folded across his chest and his eyes shooting daggers at Aston, who ignored him, by the way.“So I’ll call you and let you know how it goes, okay?” Aston asked while looking at Dorothy, who nodded excitedly like a kid.Aston smiled and then replied, “Bye Dorothy, and take care of yourself.”“Okay!. Bye Aston, and thanks for visiting. It really means a lot,” Dorothy said, as she walked him to the door.He stopped for a moment and took a look at Paul, who was still standing in the doorway.“And you too, Paul. It was nice to meet you,” she added, and with that, he walked out of their flat without waiting to hear Paul’s grunt of a response.Not wanting Paul to ruin her mood, Dorothy hopped past the grumpy Paul happily to their bedroom, humming a song.The only thing in her head was that her art was going to be at an exhibition– something she never expected to happen.For the rest of the day, Dorothy was in high spirits humming a favor
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Dorothy turned around with a smile. “Hello Mr and Mrs Harris. Wonderful weather we have today, yeah?”“Absolutely,” Mrs. Harris chirped while Mr. Harris only nodded.“Let’s go in,” she said to Aston leading the way. “How do you like your tea?” Dorothy asked as they entered her flat, locking the door behind them.“Anything is fine, thank you,” he replied with a smileDorothy walked to the kitchen, and moments later, the sound of a kettle whistling was heard, followed by cabinets opening and closing.Aston took this time to observe the interior decor of the flat. It was an average-sized flat with clean white walls decorated with prints of beautiful paintings.Different artifacts, frames, flower vases, and books sat well arranged on the shelf.Wine-colored drapes framed the windows, and the inner lace curtains remained drawn, allowing the sun rays to enter, casting a golden sheen into the living room. The decor was simple yet beautiful and welcoming.This reminded Aston of the typical co
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“Oh, thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me. And believe me, when I say coming from you means so much more,” she said.“I thought I was doing horribly, so I stopped painting for a while. I only began painting again when I came across your works in a gallery. I was in awe of hyperrealism. It was magnificent, and I knew I wanted to know how to paint like you,” she explained excitedly. “Meeting you here might be the best thing that has happened to me this year.”It was Aston’s turn to feel flattered, and he did ever so much. He had received a lot of compliments, but in a weird way, Dorothy appreciating his art made him feel he did something for someone, and it made him feel good.“I’m sure you’ll learn a lot from this class, and I can give you pointers if you want.”“You know I didn’t exactly enroll for this class. Mrs. Michael is my aunt, and she just allows me to join in and last week was my second time here.”“That makes sense. I didn’t think you paint. I though
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For heaven’s sake, he wasn’t some teenager going through hormonal changes, so why couldn’t he stop thinking about Dorothy’s body and, even worse, smiling and blushing at the memory.‘’I guess we can now deduce my idea wasn’t laced with foolishness after all,’ Steve said with the smug look still on his faceAston scoffed, rolling his eyes at him, and said, “Don’t get ahead of yourself. I am still not convinced the class will do me any good.”“We’ll see about that, mate. We’ll see.”The whole weekend felt like torture to Aston. He longed to see Dorothy again, and it seemed the weekend was taking too long to end.Everything was confusing to him; what he was feeling about Dorothy and why he was feeling that way didn’t make any sense to him, but he just wanted to see her again.When Monday finally came, Aston could hardly wait till 3 pm when classes started, and by 12 pm, he was already at the building waiting for Dorothy to show up, but she didn’t.Class started, and she was still nowhere
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In one swift moment, a bang was heard, and the whole dining table came crashing down, sending a wave of shock throw Dorothy.She had seen this happen so many times, but she could never get used to it. He promised to change.He said he was going to be better, but after two years and nothing had changed.The last time, it was the TV that suffered it, which took a while to replace, and now, the dining table had also felt the impact of Paul’s fist.The table was ruined; dinner was ruined too.“You love being a whore, eh? You love letting different men run their hands all over your body under the guise of art, right?” He barked the vile words pacing the dining room.The words made her feel she had just been prickled with over a hundred pins.“I am not a whore, Paul!. I am not! I love art, and you know it!” She yelled at him.He scoffed before he said, “Oh c’mon. You’re just using art as a cover-up. You enjoy the way these so-called artists of yours touch you.”He then grabbed her shoulder
