Revising some parts.. Hello again my chibis!
THE PAST (Different Memory) A loud slap echoed the place. Slowly the pain crawled and spread on my cheek and I tasted blood in my mouth. Mitchell’s slap hit me hard. I even thought that my head would roll off! No matter how much I want to escape this hell hole, I cannot do anything since there were two guys holding me on each side. Mitchell was furious when I reported her and her two friends for locking me in the Science Lab. They were suspended for a week and just when she got back, she immediately ordered these two ugly guys to take me and bring me in this dark and deserted alley. No one goes here much, since it was reported that a lot of bad men lurking around here. “You bitch! You think you can escape me huh?” She angrily snatched my hair and forced me to look at her. “You must have enjoyed your week since there was no one making it hard for you!” “You could have stayed silent.” Marian hissed and also pulled my hair that made me grunt. Marian was the one who was holding the ke
REBECCA’S POV "I told you not to let them bully you." My heart skipped a beat and it felt like the time slowed down. His voice was way different from what I expected. I thought he would sneer at me and laugh like the others but he… he sounded as if he was scolding me sweetly. It felt like I was a kid being reminded again. I knew my eyes were filled not just with tears but also with wonder. His presence was giving me a different feeling unlike the time when I was locked in. Emotions started to rush in and I felt weaker this time but strangely, I felt happy too that he was there with me. Ibarra removed the cloth in my mouth and all the frustration and fear that filled me came out like a querulous sob. He gave me a warm smile but it was also enveloped with a dangerous hint. It was surprising how that didn't threaten me. "Would you like your master to punish those who hurt you?" "Why are you touching that filthy human?" Mitchell asked and pulled Ibarra but he quickly removed her hand
“AHHHH FUDGE!” A short high-pitched squeal came out from my mount when I fell from my bed. It was an inevitable fall. I grunted as I slowly sat down – gently massaging my hurt elbow. I didn’t realize that I immediately went into a deep slumber last night. But it was a good thing… I finally woke up from that nightmare. Was it really just a nightmare? I wouldn't really call Ibarra's kiss a 'nightmare' but the whole experience was indeed petrifying to any teenage girl. I still couldn't believe that I've been through that. I’ve been hospitalized for days and traumatized by what happened. It was a good thing that my friends never left me. Everyone knows how much I wanted to escape being with Judiel but I truly appreciated him during that moment. I could say that that was the time when we were able to be more comfortable with each other… even him with Mirajane. I stood up and brushed the dust that probably stuck on my shorts. I went out of my room and prepared myself a coffee. It was a s
MY PARENTS WERE left with no choice but to leave me under Carlie’s care. She was firm about her decision to take care of me tonight. Carlie added that Ibarra would be highly disappointed if she won’t be able to complete her task. Well, this is awkward. My unannounced visitor was just standing beside my bed while I was eating. It felt as if I was a rich girl being taken care of my personal maid. As soon as I finished chewing the vegetable I ate, I looked at her and let out a sigh. “Are you really not hungry? Are you really not going to eat with me?” I asked. She just smiled and bowed her head a bit. “Thank you for thinking about me, but I am not allowed to eat with someone higher than me.” I was left in awe with what she said. For servants to act this way, it must mean that Ibarra’s family is really well-off and known in this country! Then why was he studying in a public school? “Can I ask you something?” “Yes, you may.” She smiled and nodded. “If Ibarra is rich, then why is he
Rebecca's POV I squealed when Ibarra suddenly lifted me up. It was unexpected so I found myself clutching on his shirt. When he laid me down, I was expecting him to finally give me some space but this man was not moving away! Instead, he stayed there – looking at me in the eyes with this lopsided smile of his. It was obvious that he was teasing me but this damned heart was not taking it well. I could feel my cheeks burning as he stared at me and our distance was not helping at all. My lips quivered when he held me tighter. It felt like I was going to lose air! Oh my God! Is this really happening?! “Are you uncomfortable?” He asked even though the answer was so obvious. I want to roll my eyes and utter how stupid he was for asking that question when he suddenly smiled at me! That stunt instantly pulled out my inner fangirl for him. It was a dream come true! It was one of my fantasies being this close to him while giving me this handsome kind of smile. I could die right now! But l
Present Time (Rebecca’s POV) I was intently staring at my laptop with my mind flying elsewhere. I checked the website for my book and there were a lot of comments expressing their curiosity about my high school life. Most of them already finished the book and they were exchanging insights about it. It was nice to see but they were flooding the page with requests for me to either write a book about my own high school experience or write a screenplay about it. If they only knew… I am still in between of accepting Ibarra’s offer but it’s on ‘Eighty over Twenty percentage’ already. Eighty for Yes and twenty for No. Obviously, once I face Nikki and Bianca tomorrow, that twenty percent will soon be reunited with the other. I was already preparing myself for it. Anyway, accepting this offer will help me a lot in terms of popularity and financial. It’s not so bad to be honest. And besides… An evil smile crossed my lips. The thought of finally commencing a ‘revenge’ act for Ibarra excites
REBECCA'S POV I COULD FEEL the stares that my boss and editor was giving me. I could literally see their heads moving from side to side while trying to weigh the possible thoughts that were going through my head as well as the man that was sitting across from me. Ibarra. Yep. The day has finally come when we have to discuss the project he proposed to me. No one dared to speak because the aura of the room was already tense. The way I and Ibarra exchanged glances definitely had an underlying meaning. Yes, of course. I figured out that he would be surprised to see me. Behind his smirk, I knew that he was astonished to find out that his once 'dog' was now ready to bite his hands off. Nikki tried to shake off the awkward silence by letting out a laugh, but it turned out into a nervous one. “Shall we start the meeting?” Nikki politely asked Ibarra who didn’t even bother to look at her, because this man was just bluntly staring at me with a mysterious look in his eyes. The nerve! Does
Rebecca's POV THE CASTING FOR the sub characters has finally begun. Our main goal today was to find teenagers that would fit the description of my friends. We were already done choosing extras yesterday so we have ample time before moving to the main character. There were five judges – including me. Starting from the right would be the casting director, the director himself, Ibarra, me and our special guest – Mirajane. I asked them to include her since for me, her opinion matters. "Let's start with Hera, shall we?" The director said which we immediately agreed on. He motioned the crew to let the actresses in. Three sophisticated looking girls entered the room. "The one in the middle is so pretty." Mirajane whispered and my eyes automatically flew at her. She was right. This girl was emitting both elegance and poise that Hera possesses. However, whenever I choose the cast like Mitchell's group yesterday – yep, they were just extras in my life – I make sure that the way how thei