Mary
School scares me, Beverly Dale high scares me. I sank my teeth to my lips as I walked towards my locker. I could hear the whispers, my ear seems to have gotten used to them.I was wearing a palazzo pants and a off shoulder red top to match the black pants. It was new, not really new cause we got it from a thrift store. Mum insisted I wore them today.
Taylor was standing right in front of my locker."Good morning," she whispered, immediately she sighted me. "Hey, Taylor." I whispered softly, hugging her.
"I was waiting for you, so we could go to class together." She whispered again. I wanted to ask her why she was whispering, but I decided not to. To be honest, I was damn scared. Like really scared, the insults that were being thrown at us was not making things easier. "She is still here?" Someone said, pointing at me obviously. "Has she not realized she is digging her own grave. The queen and King doesn't want her here and she is still adamant." Another voice said. "What do you expect from a loser." "She might enjoy free things a lot, look at her wanting a free education." "She must have been enjoying dicks too, maybe getting paid after being fucked. Losers do anything for money."
"I feel so much pity for her. We all know Hawk Andrews. Her life is going to be a living hell." Those voices were provoking me, I felt like screaming. I wanted to make it stop, but I could not. "Please, make it stop." I whimpered. "Please... Please." "Oh my goodness." Taylor whispered, as she pulled me away hurriedly. "I'm sorry about that." "I told you all this was going to happen if you talked to me, this is all my fault." Taylor whispered softly. "I am a scholarship student." I whispered back, trying to make her feel better. She stared at me, with her eyes opened. "You are not going to last here, Mary. This has always been happening. Every scholarship student don't last a month here." "They get tortured, tormented and the bullying is going to get worst. You won't be ever accepted." "The queen bees won't let you breathe and Hawk...." She drawled out, face palming."You don't want to mess with Hawk, he is evil, I get he's good looking and yummy. But he is a monster in a sexy body." She rushed out. "I will survive, I will try to survive this. I just can't leave, Taylor." I replied. "I wish I could, but I can't." I added. "Hawk is worst than Jeremy, he is dark minded. I don't know how to explain this, but I think Hawk is fucked up in so many ways Mary. I've see him bully people and it never ends well." "He is going to ruin you." She whispered the last part. The sound of the bell for the first period cut off our discussion. "We need to get to class." She whispered. I nodded my head, following her behind. Her words kept echoing in my head. 'He is going to ruin you' We joined the moving crowds, blending in with them. "What's on your timetable for first period?" Taylor asked, playing with her fingers. "Literature." I whispered back. "Oh, mine is History. But I will show you to your class. Follow me." I followed her quietly, I was still scared. It was like a monster would come out from nowhere to eat my brain or something. "Here you go," she said, pointing to a class with opened doors. "Be careful." She whispered, hurrying away. I inhaled a deep breath as I walked towards the class. Cool air from the air unit caressed my cheeks. My hands began to shake as all eyes focused on me as I stepped in. "What is that?" I heard a male voice ask. "Trash," someone else replied. I sank my teeth into my lips, trying to ignore the eyes that were burning holes into my body. "Scholarship student," someone called behind me. "There is a sit right here," "Thank you," I muttered. I was about to turn around, but I landed face down. Loud laughter erupted, their taunts and laughter filled the air. I got up immediately, limping. It was like I just strained my knee. I felt like crying, I was so embarrassed. I looked down to find the cause of my fall, I wasn't sure if it was my untied shoe lace or the long legs of a boy smiling weirdly at me. "What a loser." Someone said out loud. "I know right," another person replied. I slouched my shoulders, playing with my fingers as I walked towards the two empty sits that was pointed to me. These empty sits were the only ones in the classroom, I didn't like the fact that it was at the back, neither do I like the fact that it was a joined sit, and it was meant for two, same with every other chair. One thing I noticed was that everyone kept quiet as I sat down. I was relieved they all kept quiet. I basked in the solitude for the time period. I placed my head on the table, shutting my eyes, shutting everything out, till I felt alone. I breathed a sigh of relief. A tap on my shoulder made me raise my head up, I raised my head up gently. I couldn't find who tapped me. But what I saw made me rub my eyes twice. I blinked my eyes repeatedly, trying to make sure I washed seeing things. "What the fuck are you doing in my seat?" He growled out, I couldn't find the right words to say. Staring into his dark eyes made the hair on my nape stand. He was closer now, I couldn't help but notice his red plump lips. His mouth was in a snarl. He was angry and I could imagine smoke coming out of his head. "I'm sorry," I whispered, looking around for help. But everyone pretended they were not watching, but they obviously knew this was going to happen. It was a planned work. They all knew I was going to be fucked up, that was why they wanted me on these seat. He suddenly grabbed me by my collar, pulling me out of his seat. His hands tightened around my neck, he held tightly on to it. "What did I tell you?" He asked, his eyes boring into mine, a hot splashy tears trailed down my cheeks to his hands. "I am so sorry," I begged. "I made it clear to you, but seems like you don't heed to commands, I will definitely have to change that about you." He growled. "What is happening here?" A deep male voice boomerang through the class, his hold on me relaxed and he stepped back.
I took in air, inhaling it in a rush, I sobbed quietly. I was weak and I hated the fact that I was weak. I was trembling, my fingers shook and my lips trembled."What is happening here?" The voice repeated again. I turned around to face a tall man with a rounded framed glasses."Young lady, are you okay?" The man asked worriedly. I nodded my head in response, I could see Hawk giving me a death stare with the corner of my eyes."Hawk, care to tell me what just happened in here?" The man asked."Nothing, I was just getting familiar with the scholarship student." He replied, rolling his eyes."Oh! She is the scholarship student. The smart lady who blew our records off. Come forward."The man who I assumed must be a teacher beckoned.My legs felt like jelly as I walked, I got the front of the class and at that moment I felt like disappearing. All eyes were on me, and I hate attention.&nb
"Hawk!" Mrs Andrews called out. "Mum, what is this thing doing here?" He asked, pushing me away with his shoulders. Mrs Andrews is his mum, you have got to be kidding me. "Hawk, this is Mary the new maid's daughter." Mrs Andrew replied her son. "A maid's daughter?" He asked, chuckling. "Damn! This place reeks of low lifes already." He added, sitting on the chair next to his mum. I bowed my head in shame, I was sure things were going to get worst now. I dread going to school, now I won't be comfortable staying here again. "Well, mum my room needs to be cleaned up." He said, taking a gulp of water. "I will go clean it up," my mum who has been quite for a while, offered immediately. "No, I was not talking to you." Hawk growled out. "I don't want you in my room." He added. "Ever!" He exclaimed. His gaze shifted to me, and I almost melted. "You." "I want you to clean up my room. And you are to clean it up everyday." He commanded. "Do you understand?" He asked. "Yes," I w
Mary When my alarm rang this morning, I refused to get up because today was a day I dread. I tried everything possible to make my mum give me the permission to take the day off in school today. But she blantly refused, giving me lectures about not missing school. I sighed heavily as I walked down the school hall which was empty. I felt relieved, I made up my mind to start coming late to school, that is if mum allows. Flashbacks of everything that happened flashed through my mind repeatedly. "Gosh! I hate him so much." I muttered to myself. I rubbed my forehead which already began to ache me, merely thinking about him was giving me an headache. I wished he could just disappear from the surface of the heart. I still could not believe he was the son Mrs Andrews has been talking about. Hawk Andrews, I scoffed, hissing loudly. The fear of him telling everyone in school that I was a maid's daughter made me retreat back into the hallway. I must not be found lottering around the scho
Mary I tried my best to let my mum know nothing happened last night, but she still believes something happened and I was trying to hide it from her. The time was half past seven in the evening, I was in the bathroom debating on wearing my panties or not. I left the bathroom and went into the closet to pick a jean trouser, if I wasn't going to wear panties, then this jean trouser should come in handy. "Come back here, young lady." Mum called me back. "What do you want to do with that jean trouser?" She asked, looking at me curiously. "Mum! What else do I want to do with a jean trouser. Obviously I want to wear it." I replied her, sighing. "And what happened to the skirt you are wearing?" She asked, removing her eye glasses. "Nothing," I replied. "Then return that jean trouser to where you picked it from? Are you trying to impress someone or even get noticed?" "Because you want to clean up a guy's room does not mean you have to impress him with your looks. I don't know if you
Maria DaviesI tried my best to avoid Hawk the next morning, I made sure he left for school before I carried my back pack. My mum knew something happened last night, but I could not bring myself to tell her all what transpired between Hawk and I.Fear settled in the pits of my stomach as flash back of what happened last night came into my thoughts. It was like I could still feel his touch lingering on my body, I was angry with myself, I enjoyed whatever he did to me, but could not understand what happened.I brought out my phone from my pocket as I walked into the school hall way. I immediately clicked on the Google App, but I didn't know what to search for. I had no idea of what he did to me, I sank my teeth into my lips as I began to imagine his long fingers in my pussy. I clenched my thighs together and an unknown feeling surged through me.I can't believe I wanted to experience the feeling of
Mary Davies The last person I was expecting to see was Hawk Andrews. "I didn't know you steal." He said, smirking. He began to walk closer to where I was standing. The Apple fell down from my hands and rolled to the floor. I felt guilty, I shouldn't have come here at the first instance. "I don't steal," I whispered. He began to chuckle, I looked down. I felt embarrassed, my mum was going to feel bad her daughter was accused of stealing Apples. "Then explain what you were doing with the Apples, or were you about to wash them?" I inhaled a sharp breath. "Please, don't tell anyone. Not even my mum." I pleaded. "And why should I do that?" "Please." I begged. "Okay," he replied smiling. "Thank you. Thank you so much." I said in relief. "On one condition though. You come to my room tonight." **** I felt so stupid for stealing the Apples, I was foolish and I knew it. I immediately regretted sneaking out of the room as I opened the door to his room, he even left it open for me.
This Chapter is dedicated to Sussiandersson, Hina and Tanya Lyn Gauthier. (I saw the voting gems and the comments.) It made my day. Thank you. Mary Davies If my mum noticed the change in my mood, and the bitterness I felt at the pit of my stomach. She wasn't saying anything, but I caught her staring on three occasions. Something was taken away from me and it made me feel incomplete. I felt empty, like something was missing from me. The air of tension that hung over me made me feel distressed. The hate I felt for Hawk Andrews knew no bounds. I have not even spent half a month here in Beverly Dale and this was happening to me, why was I ill fortuned, this was bad luck already. My mum must not find out about this. Last night still felt more like a dream to me, the more I think about it, the more heavy my heart gets. Nothing had happened between Hawk and I since last night. He didn't even try to apologise. He ignored me totally like I didn't exist. Then I knew and fully realized, I w
This Chapter is dedicated to Breanna Nickerson, thanks for reading. Here is an update. ❤️ Mary Davies I walked into the cafeteria, it was noisy as usual. At the back of the cafeteria is where people like me sit, it was tagged the losers table. A. K. A the nerds table. At right side is the cheerleaders table, it consists of the school's queen bees and the school's rich kids. Opposite the table we have the gangsters, each of them is said to belong to a particular bikers club, some of them are secret drug addicts and gamblers. At the left side, we have the four tables belonging to the jocks. The school's athletes; Football, basketball, wrestling, archery, swimming and so many others. We have the tech savvies, wing men, teachers pets, dorks and mean girls filling other places. I inhaled a deep breath, praying and hoping I don't get noticed. I didn't want to come here. But Principal prescott saw me staying alone in the class and he made me come to the cafeteria. Suddenly, I felt eyes o