[JAZ AMANDA POV] The following day when I entered class, I was happy to see Anika in her chair. There aren't too many people yet, but I'm hesitant to approach her or not. "Anika. Hi! Do you want to smoke first? Ms. Gonzales will be late, so we can skip a bit." I greeted her first, but she didn't even look at me. I was saddened by the sudden change in her treatment of me. I thought we were okay. I sit on, stick my elbow and place my chin on my palm. My brain is running everywhere again. I also didn't sleep well last night, and I don't know why. A few moments later, our professor came. "Good morning, class." She greeted then we replied. "Anika." I heard her call. Anika approached, and the next thing, she came out of the room with her bag. My eyebrows met. What's happening? The students began to whisper. They are all really gossiping. These are all that brunette bad doing. Time for recess, but Anika is still gone. I immediately heard the rumor that a transferee had been expelled f
[FLASHBACK] While Anika drinks at the bar, Jaz can't stop calling her out of worry. "Just one more call if you don't pick up then, I'll let you, leaving you alone for good," Jaz said to herself, then dialed Anika's number. For how many times, she could not remember. "Hello! Why do you keep on disturbing me?! What do you need?" Anika replied as she accepted Jaz's call. The intoxication was evident in her voice, so Jaz was even more worried. "Where are you?! I'm coming for you!" She spits out, impatient to get Anika soon. "Fine! I'll give you the address so you can just stop nagging and calling nonstop. It's annoying.. You know.." Anika gave her exact location; without knowing, its Jaz, whom she was talking to, her concerned classmate. Jaz took her driver with her to fetch Anika, and when she got there, she found Anika bent over the table with some empty bottles. "She drinks a lot but can't handle herself," Jaz smirked, trying to hold Anika up. "Brother, let's take her to my car
[ANIKA HODGENS POV] I took a quick bath and prepared for school when I got home. Jaz was at the gate when I arrived. Is she waiting for me?We entered together, and when the flag ceremony was over, we went straight to the dean's office. She held my hand. It was cold, but I felt warm, and it was soft."Ma'am, please, I would like to have a minute to speak with you." Jaz politely says."What is this all about, Ms. Amanda?" formal question of the dean."And why is Ms. Hodgens here too? You are already expelled, Ms. Hodgens." She stated as she turned her sight in my direction. "That's what we came for, Ma'am. We want to counteract the decision yesterday." I admire Jaz's courage in how she talks to the dean. It's not just a teacher but the dean of the school. Where did she get the guts to face this old, strict, scary lady?"Okay, you may continue what you want to say, Ms. Amanda." The dean let her. See, I knew it. She will listen, not like the other day. They did not let me finish talkin
AT SCHOOL>>> [JAZ AMANDA POV] Not as usual. I am not excited to start my day. I am also lazy to listen to the discussion and understand the lessons. All I can think of is Anika. She still hasn't answered my call, and I'm already worried about her. After the last subject before recess, I saw Irish—the person who caused Anika to get expelled. I felt annoyed and wanted to rush and tweak her, but I couldn't do that. Like, the! She got the appetite to enjoy as if nothing had happened. As if she didn't do anything terrible. Doesn't she feel guilt even a bit? As I watched her, I saw her HIT A STUDENT IN THE HEAD. What the F.. She is an asshole. My brain works fast. That's right, and I will take a video of her doing bad stuff. Get ready by now, Irish! It will be a shred of solid evidence. "Perfect! Now it's time for the show." I muttered to myself, smirking. Now, who will be thrown away? "Hey! Irish!" I shouted as I got close to her, looks like asking for a fight. "Oh! Our valedicto
[ANIKA HODGENS POV]Dad, even my car key, took all my credit cards. My energy was fully drained to go against his decision, and for sure, they won't listen anyway. I'm tired of fighting for my rights and explaining my sides of the story, so I just go along. Their image is more important than what I feel or how I feel. After clashing, my parents returned to their respective families. I didn't even get the chance to say that I was expelled from school, but I wonder why it hasn't reached Dad. By this time, he should have been informed by the dean. I was stuck in my room all day and didn't feel like eating either. Every meal the maid brings, I throw in the trash. I want to end my life to stop my suffering so that I would no longer be a problem to my parents. Dad doesn't need to waste his money anymore, sending me to school. He always says that whenever I commit a mistake or even disappoint him. I'm such a shame; that's all he knows about me. [JAZ AMANDA POV]I called Anika several tim
[JAZ AMANDA POV]My mood is a pain in the ass. All day and this cropped up for the first time. It's her choice if she doesn't want to talk to me for good, but I hope she returns to school. That's all I'm concerned about in her. My soul ceases for a moment, thinking. Wait! Is that really the reason? Why do I make an effort like this?! Oh shit! Nevermind!"Jaz, I'm glad you're here now. How's school?" my nanny asked with a sheepish smile. A crooked grin takes over to hide my moodiness as I lied, saying it's all great. The truth is, all I could think of was Anika, the headstrong girl I had ever met in my entire life."Nanny, I'll just get changed and rest for a while. Maybe I'll eat later. Besides, it's too early," I stated, acting as expected. I don't want her to figure out that I'm not okay. Nanny Cynthia knows me very well, aside from my parents. It won't help if she worries."Okay, my dear. Just let me know. I'm only here in the kitchen." Nanny Cynthia responded. I went to my room af
[JAZ AMANDA POV] "Hey! Good morning!" Her voice sounds fruity. I don't know if I'm dreaming, hallucinating, or just going crazy. Did I hear correctly? Anika Hodgens greeted me. But hell no! I will not let my guard down, at least for a moment. She tortured me for days. I started without emotions, acting rudely, but many butterflies flew inside and about to come out of my mouth. Anika sat in her chair, and I could even see her smirk. She knows how to smile now. Annoying. Why didn't this girl even think to call me back? Anika didn't even say thank you. I took all the risk just to have her back. I mean so that she could come back to school. I can't believe I did all that. [ANIKA HODGENS POV] I wonder why Jaz ignored me. Is she still mad at me? At least I can't blame her because I didn't treat her accordingly. Settling on my place, I peeked at her, tempting to tap her back. "Good morning, class!" Ms. Gonzales showed her presence. That's the only time my eyes averted to Jaz. "How
"Alright! You won! I was looking for you," hesitated, but Jaz bravely admitted it. My eyes narrowed. Supposed to thank her for saving me, but no guts to dare to come out because I had mistreated her. "Hey! Anika. Are you still there?" she asked, pondering. My lips seemed to harden and lock. No words! Thank goodness our break is almost done. "Let's go back to our room," I let her step first after saying that. I can sense her wanting me to say sorry. I liked that too, but how? Damn! I had never said sorry in my whole life. [JAZ AMANDA POV]I don't know if she's numb or doesn't care what she told me. I don't need her to thank me, but at least say sorry for how she made me feel, but she's also not at fault. I just feel like I deserved it. While walking back to our room, disturbing sounds made me stop. Oh shit! I didn't have my lunch yet. My hand deliberately rubbed my tummy, and I swallowed. My throat is also dry. "Is there a problem, Jaz?" I get annoyed, feeling like I'm becoming ca