My Sister’s Crush and I

My phone’s ringtone woke me up. Groaning, I reached for my phone on the bedside table. It was Stephanie.

"Sarah," she yelled, making me flinch. I wondered why she was calling early, as she was supposed to be with her friends, having a sleepover.

"Damian is back! My childhood crush is back!! He has returned! Turn on the television, Sarah. They’re broadcasting his arrival at the airport!"

Her excitement overflowed as she spoke.

I scoffed. She didn’t just wake me up for this.

"Everyone is tuning in. Oh my! I'm looking at him right now. He looks so adorable.” she gushed.

I rubbed my eyes and let out a sigh "You're very dramatic, Steph, " I remarked, ending the call.

If it wasn’t that she's my sister, I would’ve yelled at her. I don't like my sleep interrupted. I grabbed the remote for the flat-screen TV in my room and switched it on. True to her words, they were still airing a live video of Damian’s return at the airport.

I tried not to roll my eyes. Like what’s so special about him?

Damian Delance was being swarmed by reporters at the airport. The media praised his global awards and status as the top eligible bachelor at 22. He mentioned returning to complete high school, then left with his bodyguards.

I turned off the Tv to prepare for school. I had my bath, and changed into our uniform; green blazer, white sleeve and skimpy skirt.

Then Nanny Linda gave me breakfast of pancakes, and smoothie. And as usual, Daddy had gone to work.

Ever since mom died of cancer, dad gave himself to his company. Stephanie became more wild, and I stayed at home being the introvert I was.

I got into the car so my chauffeur, Mr Idris, would drive me to school.

In less than 10 minutes, we arrived at Euphoren High School. Idris highlighted from the car to open it for me. And he bade me farewell as I walked along the premises. The whole school was buzzing also with the news of Damian’s return.

Students were scattered across in pairs and groups, talking about Damian while staring at his pictures on their phones.

“He is so cute,”

“I heard that he’ll be coming to our school,”

My eyes widened at that. I didn't want him to come.

“Oh, gosh! If that ever happens, I will scream my lungs out. Just imagine attending classes with the iconic Damian Delance everyday!” some girls giggled

I almost groaned. Breathing deeply, I took the stairs and entered my classroom.

Suddenly I felt a tight bear hug- Stephanie?

“Stephanie? You came to school!” I squealed, hugging her back. We kissed each other’s cheeks. I had missed her so much.

“You left me to have a sleepover with your friends,” I accused with crossed arms

“Sorry about that, anyways I came to witness Damian’s entry to our school.” She giggled. We are a fraternal twin.

“Yes, girl. You’re going to be star of the moment.” Her friends, Tasha and Kelvin came to give her high-five. I forced a smile. My sister, and her squad call themselves “The Refined.” They are the most dangerous clique at Euphoren High.

Stephanie kept talking with her friends, having forgotten about me.

Just then we heard a scream and stamping of feet, the school went into an uproar. Mean-looking hefty protocols in black suits ushered someone into our classroom. Everyone hurried to their seats.

I gave my best friend and seatmate Zara, a tight-lipped smile.

“Settle down, everyone!” Mrs Vanessa, the headmistress entered our classroom. Beside her, was the  Damian Delance, dressed in an all black outfits. He gave a very bad boy vibe.

I looked around to see some girls began unbottoning their shirts to reveal their cleavage.

They purred “Oh my goodness! He is really here!”

“He is an absolute Greek god!”

I shuffled uncomfortably in my seat.

“Everyone meet Damian Delance, your new classmate,” Mrs Vanessa introduced. The class erupted in another uproar.

Meanwhile, Damian looked bored with the whole frenzy of him. Like he was used to it.

When it was time for him to sit, he went to the back of the class.I turned to look him, and eyes met with blue sapphire eyes. I knew I had seen them somewhere.

Right there and then, I felt uneasy… I stood to my feet.

"Where are you going?" Zara asked

I said quickly, "I need to use the restroom,"

Zara nodded, and I hurried out.

I literally ran all the way to the restroom, and pushed the restroom door hardly. As I stared at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn’t help but shiver.

“He can’t be the one. I am safe…”