"Take my backpack to class, in five minutes," his magnetic deep voice sounded through the hall and loud gasps filled the air.No way!!! What's going on??The nerd is going to the private classroom of Zachary?!How lucky!I hate her!Irene, do something please.It was as if she was in a trance, cos she wasn't even hearing a bit of what they were saying. Olivia's mind was swirling instead, she should take his backpack to class? As what? Then his words flashed to her.Not only will you tutor me. Whenever I call or need you, you're to answer me in the next five minutes. Whatever I ask you to do, you obey without complaint. Any lateness from you... and you'll bear the consequences.She could still feel his eyes on herself, his hands on his pockets with that familiar smirk on his lips, "Your time is almost up."Olivia's face contorted in a tight frown, she wanted to throw the bag back to him and yell at his face not to boss her around. But who was she kidding? She'll end up regretting it.
"Sorry?" He raised his thick brows, then he grazed his teeth on his lips lightly. "Crawl to me.""What?" Her eyes widened.Was this some sort of joke? Crawl? On the floor? To him?"You're kidding right?" Olivia laughed, darting her brown eyes around the walls nervously but his pokerface expression remained intact and her face twisted in a frown."I can't do it," she finally breathed out.He raised his perfectly shaped brows, "Why?""Because," she chewed her lips, thinking of a lie, "My knees, yes.. my knees hurt. Ouch," she rubbed her knees, her face scrunching up. She prayed he believes her.Zachary's eyes fell on her knees and she shifted uncomfortably, then a knowing smirk formed at the edge of his pink lips."You're gonna pay one way or the other, Barbie."Olivia eyed him secretly, maybe she'll have to kick him in the balls just as Scarlett had advised."Can't we just get to today's lesson?" She asked meekly, batting her lashes together.When Zachary remained silent, fixing his ga
Olivia walked into the crowded hallway of Harrington High with her head lowered, her brown hair tucked behind her ears. Her black rimmed glasses hid her dark brown eyes as she moved carefully through the students trying not to be seen.It was Monday morning—another day to stay unnoticed. She made her way to her locker, grabbed the books she needed, and slammed it shut. As she turned, she bumped into someone, sending her books tumbling to the floor."I'm sorry," Olivia apologized automatically, bending down to pick them up. To her surprise, the person bent down as well."I should be the one to apologize. I'm so sorry," a soft voice said.Olivia froze for a moment. No one ever apologized to a nerd at Harrington High. This girl had to be new."It's fine," Olivia said, standing up and finally looking at her.The girl had warm amber eyes, her dark hair styled into two braided ponytails. A backpack was slung over her shoulders, and a bright smile was plastered on her pale face."I'm Riley,"
Zachary's hand hung in the air, his piercing blue eyes locking onto her. "What did you just say?"Olivia swallowed hard, her hands trembling. "I said... let her go.""Who's she?" Zachary asked Noah, his lips thinning."No one," Noah scoffed.Whispers filled the hall as a cruel smirk formed on Zachary's lips."A nerd challenging Zachary?""She's dead.""I can't wait to watch this."Keeping his gaze on Olivia, he gripped Riley violently and shoved the scissors down her uniform, eliciting a sharp cry from the shaking girl.As if possessed by someone much braver than her, Olivia stepped out from the crowd and yanked Riley from his grasp, breathing heavily."What part of 'let her go' didn't you understand?" she demanded, surprised by her own boldness.Another round of gasps echoed. Phones locked on the scene awaiting something truly gruesome…and exciting. Zachary’s eyes flashed with something unreadable before his lips curled into a slow, menacing smile. Then, he laughed—low, mocking, and
Olivia’s eyes narrowed, and her face scrunched up. Adjusting her glasses, she asked, "What do you want?""What's that tone for?" A sigh escaped Madeline’s small lips as she walked in. Her once perfectly made-up face was now wiped clean, and the multiple piercings in her ears held only a single earring. Olivia wasn’t surprised by the transformation."I don’t want to see you right now," Olivia said simply, her expression tight.Madeline's somber face darkened with frustration. "You know what? Suit yourself. The girls are going to make your life hell. If you know what's good for you, keep hiding... nerd."With that, Madeline stormed off, slamming the door behind her. Olivia stared at the door for a long moment, a single traitorous tear escaping her eyelid. She wiped it away with her slender fingers."I can't wait till graduation," she thought, pulling her laptop from the study table. She logged into her author’s website and continued writing her novel.***The Next Morning – Maverick Man
Markham Rehab Hospital, VIP WardThe rhythmic beeping of the ventilator filled the quiet room, mingling with the faintly nauseating scents of disinfectant and fresh flowers. Inside the large private room, surrounded by stark white walls, Liam sat on a chair beside the bed, his gaze fixed on the unmoving figure lying peacefully before him. Despite the mask covering her face, she looked beautiful, her features well-kept, her radiant skin and long lashes resting delicately on her cheekbones—a sign that she had been well cared for over the years. Liam’s hands gently held hers, his thumb running over her cool skin in slow, soothing motions. His gray eyes locked on her still form, praying for the smallest of twitches. "When will I see your pretty smile again, Lena..." His deep voice was barely above a whisper. "When will I get to hold you...?" Silence. "I miss you...so much." His fingers continued their gentle caress, his gaze never leaving her face. "I promise to make him pay for
Riley slowly turned to look at Olivia, her heart thumping loudly. Zachary chose her? Then the chatter resumed, diverting attention away from Olivia. "It's not the nerd!" "Everyone, to the old basketball court!""Whoot!""Get the eggs!" The students dashed out of the classroom in pure excitement, pushing aside the teacher who was about to walk in. Olivia released a relieved breath. "That was close." Riley placed her hands on her heart where it was beating wildly in her chest, her braided pigtails falling behind her. When she stood up, Olivia looked up at her— the classroom was now empty. "What's it, Riley?" "Let's go see." Riley's voice was barely audible. Olivia's mouth hung open, her glasses almost slipping off. Then she folded her arms defiantly. "You have got to be kidding. No, Riley.""Please, please, please.""I said no!" Olivia snapped. Why does this girl love trouble? Riley's face fell, and she sat down slowly. "I'm sorry..." "I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have raised m
"Simple. Bring Olivia to the party I'm throwing soon. Make sure she comes—you don't want to know what will happen if you fail." His voice was cold, sending a chill down Riley’s spine.Riley’s eyes widened. "W-What do you want to do to her?" Zach raised a brow. "I don't owe you an explanation?" She quickly shook her head. "I can't… Please, don't hurt my friend," she pleaded, dropping to her knees, her lips quivering and fingers clasped together. "You really don’t want to cross me. Get out." His cold voice cut through the air like a blade. Like a bolt of lightning, Riley shot out of the classroom. Her heart pounded uncontrollably as she rushed into the elevator, pressing the button with shaky fingers, trying to calm herself. As the doors slid open, she collided with someone. She was about to stumble when a strong arm caught her waist. "I'm sorry," she mumbled as he released her, looking down. "Watch where you're going." The deep voice made her look up, and her breath hitched. Lia
"Sorry?" He raised his thick brows, then he grazed his teeth on his lips lightly. "Crawl to me.""What?" Her eyes widened.Was this some sort of joke? Crawl? On the floor? To him?"You're kidding right?" Olivia laughed, darting her brown eyes around the walls nervously but his pokerface expression remained intact and her face twisted in a frown."I can't do it," she finally breathed out.He raised his perfectly shaped brows, "Why?""Because," she chewed her lips, thinking of a lie, "My knees, yes.. my knees hurt. Ouch," she rubbed her knees, her face scrunching up. She prayed he believes her.Zachary's eyes fell on her knees and she shifted uncomfortably, then a knowing smirk formed at the edge of his pink lips."You're gonna pay one way or the other, Barbie."Olivia eyed him secretly, maybe she'll have to kick him in the balls just as Scarlett had advised."Can't we just get to today's lesson?" She asked meekly, batting her lashes together.When Zachary remained silent, fixing his ga
"Take my backpack to class, in five minutes," his magnetic deep voice sounded through the hall and loud gasps filled the air.No way!!! What's going on??The nerd is going to the private classroom of Zachary?!How lucky!I hate her!Irene, do something please.It was as if she was in a trance, cos she wasn't even hearing a bit of what they were saying. Olivia's mind was swirling instead, she should take his backpack to class? As what? Then his words flashed to her.Not only will you tutor me. Whenever I call or need you, you're to answer me in the next five minutes. Whatever I ask you to do, you obey without complaint. Any lateness from you... and you'll bear the consequences.She could still feel his eyes on herself, his hands on his pockets with that familiar smirk on his lips, "Your time is almost up."Olivia's face contorted in a tight frown, she wanted to throw the bag back to him and yell at his face not to boss her around. But who was she kidding? She'll end up regretting it.
"Now, I see," a deep voice sounded beside her...so close and she froze."What are you doing in my room nerd?" his voice boomed again, and Olivia spun around, bumping her face on his chest in the process."I'm.. I'm sorry I..." She stuttered, raising her brown eyes to meet his icy blue orbs that were intensely piercing into her. Zachary moved back a bit, a smirk playing on his lips as he tucked his hands in his sweatpants lazily, "The bed is soft right? Do you want to get fuçked on it, little nerd?" Olivia's mouth dried immediately and she stared at him wide-eyed, gulping, "What?"He scoffed, his eyes running over her body, "I can see that's what you want. But even if want me just like every other girl does, I'll never touch you.""Who said I want to have sex with you, jackass?" Olivia snarled, finding back her voice and moving away from the bed and far from him.He ignored her, and moved towards the side table next to his bed to pick up his phone. His hair fell across his face, givi
He scrutinized her for a second, then he blurted, his blue eyes locking with hers, "Tell me what happened that night." What night?" Olivia threw the question at him, puzzled. What was he talking about?He ran his fingers through his hair, ruffling it slightly, "Forget it and get the fuçk out." Then he walked back to the window.Olivia blinked twice, her feet rooted to the floor."Did I stutter?" He asked coldly, not sparing her a glance.She rolled her eyes before leaving his suite and walking out of the private classroom.Just then, Madeline came out of a corner, her eyes squinting. "What was Olivia doing in the private classroom?"12TH GRADE CLASSROOM~~When Olivia entered, Mr. Holden was inside already. The class was totally silent. There was this respect everyone gave him, despite being bratty."Why are you just coming in, Miss?" His eyes bored into her and she lowered her head."I'm sorry, Mr. Holden," she mumbled. She could hear the murmuring of the students, their gazes fixed
She could hear the sound of her own heart beating loudly. What did they want from her?"I...I have nothing to offer, please. I only have a few dollars if you want," she stammered, swallowing her own spit.The two men chuckled, as they approached her closely."That's where you're wrong. You have a lot to offer, pretty, besides your money," the drunken man slurred, eyeing her body up and down, licking his lips. Olivia shifted backwards, wrapping her arms around her body. The man at her back caught her in his arms and she gave a loud shriek, "Let me go! Someone help!!""Shit!" He cursed, and in a swift motion, his palms flew across her cheeks, "Shut the fuck up, bitch!"Olivia whimpered, stiffening. Her cheeks stung terribly, and tears began welling up in her eyes. This couldn't be happening to her. But when the drunken man leapt forward and ripped off the first three buttons of her shirt, Olivia began struggling to break free in earnest."Let me go, you jackass!!" She screamed, and ano
Olivia had a frown on her face as she entered into the private elevator, leading to the private classrooms. "That arrogant jerk!" She grumbled, her face squeezing up, "Who does he think he is?"She finally pushed the knob, and the soft gliding sound of the glassy door could be heard as she entered into the class. The private classroom was totally different from their normal classrooms. There were three black plush swiveling chairs, with laptops on their tables. It was incredibly spacious and exuded grandeur. Inside this same classroom, there were three separate relaxation suites for the boys. This was the first time Olivia had been in this place, and she couldn't deny the shiver she felt. Since the room was empty, she brought out her phone and dailed Zach's number."Come into through the first door, dummy," she heard his deep voice and scowled. She was here to tutor him. Who was the dummy between them?"Why did you choose me to be your tutor?" She asked immediately as she entered the
"Zachary Maverick."Olivia's mouth fell open, shock was an understatement to what she felt right now. She remained frozen for a few minutes. Zachary? Tutor? She's going to tutor him? Why would he pick her? Just to torment her? No way!"Is anything the problem Miss Collins?" The middle-aged man stared at her through his spectacles."Yes, Mr. Walter. I can't tutor Zachary," she stated, hoping to change his mind.Mr. Walter pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly irritated, "Why?""I...I just can't," she stuttered, trying to think of a perfect excuse."That'll be all for now. Like I said, his father appreciates it," he said dismissively, his tone leaving no room for argument. Olivia found herself leaving his office, her face blank with shock. This is ridiculous. She returned to the library, not wanting to go to class and face those bullies. Her mind wandered to Riley and a pang of hurt hit her chest. She couldn't deny she missed her, but it would be better if she stayed without company.
"My daughter?" Theodore asked, sarcasm dripping in his tone. "She's not, Amelia. She's not our daughter! If you want me to love her, then find my real daughter.!" Olivia heard Theodore thundered, and her lips trembled.No! This can't be true, she must have heard wrong, right? She ran to her room immediately. Tears streaming down her face.NEXT DAY, 7: 25AM.Olivia's face was pale as a sheet in the morning as she climbed downstairs, her backpack strapped to her shoulders. Her feet moved slowly as a snail. Her parents were already sitting down at the dining table. Parents? They aren't her parents.Madeline was biting out of her sandwich, a happy look on her face. Did she know about it too? It was obvious she did, that's why she was always trying to avoid her like a plague, that's why she didn't want the whole school to know they were sisters. But now, Olivia knew the truth."Livia, you're late for breakfast," Amelia scolded with a kind smile, while Theodore and Madeline didn't spare he
"Everything isn’t going to be about you anymore, Zachary Maverick. I’ve had enough! If you or anyone else tries to bully me again, I’ll make life hell for you all!" Olivia yelled, her voice dripping with venom."Oh, I’m so scared," Zach smirked, recovering from his dazed state. Then, without warning, he flipped her over, ignoring the stain their contact caused.Now, he was on top of her, their eyes locked.Oh my goodness.Did you see that?Nerdy’s got some nerve.What was her name again?The whispers and gasps from the students didn’t break the intensity of Zachary and Olivia’s locked gazes. But Irene’s fists were clenched tightly, her face flushed with anger. What was this nerd trying to do? Did she think her little stunts could pull Zach toward her? Once again, they were in an intimate position, and it made Irene burn with fury."Let go of me," Olivia seethed beneath him trying to buck him off.Zach only raised a thick brow, amused. "Why should I?""You won’t like what I do next if