Chapter 3

Seymour? 

Seymour Rios's Point of View

I can't quite imagine that someone would dare to hit me. And most like girls! This was the first time I experienced someone punching me in the face so hard. It doesn't seem like a woman. Her hand is heavy. 

"Bro, that girl is so amazing!" Isaac keeps on doing that. He repeatedly praised that a****n woman!

"She's beautiful." Max said while focusing on the book he was reading.

"She's hot, bro." Calyx smiled. "I like her." He added.

I winced at the words came out of Calyx's mouth. Seriously? Are they crazy already?

What's so amazing about that a****n woman? Yeah, I admit. She's beautiful, no, scratch that. She's gorgeous— What am I even saying? What the fuck!

And she didn't even look like a girl. She’s like a man when she punched me.

I noticed everyone spoke except to Jarvis who had been quiet for a while now. It seems to be deep in thought. I looked at Isaac, and move my head to point to Jarvis. He approached Jarvis and put his arm on Jarvis's shoulder.

"You're thinking too deep, bro. It’s like you’re digging your own grave." He said to Jarvis. Jarvis raised his head to look at Isaac.

"I just thought of something." He said.

"Share your thoughts, then." Calyx replied that he was obviously interested in what Jarvis was thinking.

"The girl earlier …" Everyone focused on her. Even Max stopped reading to listen to what Jarvis had to say. What about her?

"What's up?" Calyx asked in astonishment.

"She's familiar. I think I've met her somewhere." he says. My forehead furrowed.

"And where?" I don't know why I'm curious.

"I don't know." He said and stood up. We just looked at him move as he came out of our private room here at school.

He knows her?

Catalina Irish's Point of View

I'm here on the rooftop where Nate told me to come. I've been waiting here for quite some time but he's still not here yet. I left Monique with Freya because Monique didn't want to be away from Freya so I let her go. We also finished all our classes so for sure Monique goes home now.

Nate is my male bestfriend. We've been friends since middle school. After his graduation, he told me that he's gonna transfer to some far school for college. I didn't know that he's studying here. We're two years gap. I'm twenty onw, and he's twenty three years old now. It's hard to explain our first meeting because it's been so long. I was only, I think, seven years old when he saw me with the bullies in our school. He saved me from the bullies. Since then, we became friends. He's my first friend in my entire life. But expect the expectation. He confessed to me. That he likes me when we're high schoolers. But unfortunately, I rejected him and told him that I just wanna be his friend. That's life.

Nate is handsome, indeed. He's the heartthrob in our old school. Girls are crazy over him. Just like the others, Nate is also a playboy. He became like that when I rejected him. But I understand, so I didn't do a thing to stop him.

"Sorry, did you wait long?" I turned to the speaker. He smiled as he approached me. He was carrying a triangle -shaped box. It's a pizza!

"Not really." I said when he's already in front of me.

And because there was a couch and a small table here on the rooftop, there he put the pizza he had brought on the table. I was also surprised to see that there was a couch here when I arrived.

"Do you still have a class?" He asked. He sat up straight. He sat like how other men sit. Thighs spread so wide.

I just shook my head in response. I looked at the pizza he was carrying and turned my eyes to him

"Why pizza?" I sucked. He chuckled.

Nothing has changed in him. He's still handsome, as always. He still look so pure, but not really pure in the inside.

"Why not pizza? It's your favorite, right?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Well.. but I'm on a diet." I insisted.

"Diet? You look real thin. Why are you still on a diet?" His eyebrows frown. He is so handsome. He's indeed a korean. His eyes are not that narrow and her complexion is beautiful. Obviously take cared well because his complexion is so soft that you would assume a woman's skin. Add to that when he smiles his sunken dimples appear on both cheeks.

"I'm not thin. I'm sexy!" I insisted and glared at him.

He raised both his hands as if surrendering. "Okay fine. But you changed a lot."

"You think?" My eyebrows are raised.

"Yes, I saw what happened at the main gate earlier. You're very different from the Irish I've known before." He said. Very different from the Irish he knows?

"How did you say so?"

"The Irish I know, has an uncontrollable temper. She's easily get angry. And she'll hit right away. You restrained yourself earlier and your argument with Seymour subsided." Aniya. Well, if it doesn’t for my condition, I would have fight that man. 

"Really?" I smiled at him. He just laughed because of my smile.

"That too." He pointed to my brighter smile. I pouted. "You can easily smile now." He laughed. I just stared at him. So what if I smile frequently?

"Is it bad? That's okay. Many men will be attracted to me." There is arrogance in my tone. The expression on his face suddenly changed.

"That's not funny." He said irritably. I laughed. I take a slice of pizza and take a bite.

"What?" My voice changed because my mouth was full. He took a tissue and wiped the edge of my lip.

"Don't speak if your mouth is full." Reminding me. I just rolled my eyes at him and swallowed the flesh in my mouth.

"What's your plan?" I turned to him because of his question. His face was serious.

My eyes narrowed. "What plan?"

"I know you, too well. You're smart, that didn't need to study, I'm just so confused why, of all schools, why here? And we all know that you're already graduated." He frowned as he spoke.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I'm very light-headed. I was ready to stand up to avoid the conversation when he grabbed my wrist. He stood up and looked at me seriously. I also stared sharply at him.

"Come on, stop pretending, irish. I've known you since middle school. Now, tell me. What are you planning?" he keep on insisting. I know he's one of the ones who will stop me from doing my plan, and of course, I won't let him.

I withdrew my hand from him. "Stop pretending too. You know why I'm here." I said to him without emotion.

"That again?" Aniya. I have a plan that I have been thinking about for a long time. And now that I'm here, I will never allow anyone to ruin the plan I worked so hard for.

"What? Planning to stop me? Oh come on, Nate. I'm unstoppable, and you know that."  I said in a hard English. His face softened and he took my hand.

"Please, Irish … It's been years, can't you just forget it?" He said, frustrated. I pulled out my hand on his hold. I can't believe he just said that! Fuck!

"Fucking what? Forget? How can I forget that? How can I fucking forget that? Huh?" I shouted at him. I want to slap him, trample him and do other things that will hurt him.

"What happened five years ago, you think it's nothing?" I slowly and lowly but angrily said. I laughed.

"If what happened to me, did happened to you, would you be happy? Can you forget it? No, right? So don't tell me to forget that because that idiot ruined my whole being, My life! Everybody fucking hated me because of what happened five fucking years ago. You perfectly know that because I know the truth because you said so. When I step in, in this schoo, i already start what I plan for. It took me years to find that Bitch! Don't you ever dare tell me again what you said earlier! You might be the first one i kill!" I feel all the blood rush up to my head. I don't want everyone to dominate me in everything I want. No one can stop me!

I left him there and hurried to my car after leaving this school.

Wait me, bitch! I'll kill you myself when we met!