Lahat ng Kabanata ng Hated By The Bully King: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

CoraWhen I leave chemistry, I spot Colt leaning against the opposite wall, flirting with three girls. I head toward my next class."Cora, wait!"He bids goodbye to the girls and hurries to catch up with me. "Hey, what class do you have next?""History. Why?""With Mrs. Bartley? It's this way, right?" He tucks my hand into his arm and leads me toward the direction of the classroom."You don't have to do this, you know," I say. "I know the way."He gently taps my knuckles. "It's my pleasure."He smiles at many girls as we walk down the hallway, and I catch their hostile eyes looking me over, focusing on my ugly clothes that cover me from head to toe."You good?" Colt asks when we reach the classroom."More than good. Thanks. But you don't have to wait for me. I'll be fine."He's about to say something when a girl screeches, "Colty!" and flings herself at him. It's such a strong force that he stumbles back and crashes into the wall. More girls flee to him, shoving me out of the way.I e

CoraColt orders a steak dish, too, and soon we're all munching on our food. God, this is amazing. Maybe the best steak I've ever eaten. No wonder these things are so expensive. Colt grins when he sees me gobbling it down like I haven't eaten in days.Antoine returns to our table. "Can I get you anything else?"Alessandro just stares in front of him with his cold attitude, Ethan shakes his head, and Colt says, "A glass of apple cider. Please and thank you." He winks at me, which makes me smile.Antoine turns to me. "Anything, Miss?""Please call me Cora. And um...I don't know. Everything looks so good...""I'll give you some time to think it over." He smiles and heads to another table."I really shouldn't order more food," I say. "I'll get so fat."Colt's gaze drops to my body. "You're not fat.""You can't see anything under this nun outfit."He laughs. "I've seen you without layers. You're not fat at all.""I've gained a lot since I started school here. And someone at this table comp

CoraEthan returns a few minutes later with a badass-looking laptop. It's black and red, and the keyboard has built-in red and green lights behind the keys. Pretty cool. Lifting it a bit, he says, "My gaming laptop."I remove everything from the desk and he sets it up."I wish I had more time to play games," I say as I sit down next to him. "The only ones I play are at the arcade. But it's no fun when you don't have someone to play with.""You can always come to our private game room." He attaches a matching red and black mouse."I doubt Alessandro would like that," I mutter.He signs into his account and loads the game."Which game is it?" I ask."One that'll be released in a few months.""Ooh, am I getting special access to a game before anyone else?"His lips rise a little. "Yeah. We're not really allowed to show the game to anyone yet, but since I am the owner, I think I can make an exception.""I feel really special right now," I joke. But I'm not joking at all."The game's almos

CoraEthan doesn't stop by to offer to help me with homework. A part of me is a little disappointed, because I really like spending time with him and getting to know him. I don't understand why he showed me the game last night—I mean, he's not allowed to and he wanted to...share something with me? Maybe this was his way of letting some of the pain off his chest? I don't know if he has anyone to talk to about this stuff. I don't think the guys get all mushy gushy with each other. Though I can't forget the conversation I overhead last month in their private game room, where Alessandro told Ethan and Colt that his dad was auctioning his mom's clothes. Maybe Ethan doesn't feel comfortable opening up to them.I don't know if this means he'll open up to me or anything, but it was nice to get a small glimpse into his heart. Maybe he feels like he revealed too much, though, hence his absence. Not that he owes me anything. Still, should I text him? Nah, that'd be weird. I mean, I'm not sure we

CoraMy phone rings, wrenching me out of my thoughts. Glancing at the screen, I see it's Elissa wanting to video chat."Bestie!" she says when I take the call."Bestie!" I try to return the greeting just as enthusiastically, but my head is still a jumbled mess."Feels like forever since we talked," she says with a pout. "Sorry, I've been so busy with the dance and everything."Pushing any Alessandro related thoughts out of my head, I focus my full attention on Elissa. "How's it going, by the way? Ooh, did Jesse Hills ask you out?"She sighs wistfully. "Not yet. I don't know if he ever will. But at least I'm putting all my focus on getting the dance on its feet. I can't believe it's this weekend.""Elissa, why don't you ask Jesse out?"She blinks at me. "What?"I shrug. "Girls do it all the time.""Yeah, but..." She shakes her head. "I like him too much. It'll hurt like hell if he says no.""At least you'll stop pining after him."She thinks about it for a few seconds. "Maybe you're ri