Chapter 8

“Huh! You wish! Who do you think you are? You are not as handsome as you think.”

“Those words you said sounded angrier than you imagined. Truth is, you are just using anger as a disguise.”

“Fine. fine. You don't need to shout.”

“Take a chill pill. “

“Should I take back what I said? I feel so bad.”

“I'm okay, Jason. That was just so clumsy of us. Haha!”

“Yeah. That was. Haha!”

I know that both of us were just faking. It was not ridiculous. It was cute.

Well, another awkward moment for me. It's taking a couple of minutes of silence. What's wrong with me?

“Uhm, I want you to know that I will always be here, okay?”

What is he doing?

“Of course! Friends got each other's back, right?”

I haven't seen those eyes as pretty as how they were before. I'd lie to myself if I say I wasn't turned on.

I pretend to look at my phone to avoid the situation.

As I disguise your real emotions, I notice Jason slowly leaning his head on my shoulder.

“I will never get tired of looking after you.”

Those words strike me in my chest like a lightning turned into an electric current running through all my veins.

I froze - the kind of freezing that makes my thoughts go naughty.

His hair smells so good. Is this what women feel when they are turned on or it's just me?

My fantasies were interrupted by a phone call from Jason's phone. He quickly sits straight.

“Okay, okay, dad. I just didn't know that the driver is already there. Don't make a big deal out of it. I'm coming.”

Is he leaving now?

“I hate to say this but I have to go. “

“Dad called and the driver has been there for 20 minutes. I didn't know.”

He grabs his bag as he walks backward leaving the room and waving goodbye to you!

“Oh! O-of course. Take care!”

Then even before I seat again, the Principal came in.

“What now, Miss Witts? How many alibis and stubbornness do you have left for me?”

“Call your guardian. Now!”

“I'm trying but my phone shut down. “

“This is the kind of attitude that we do not tolerate around here.”

“Maybe you have that kind of attitude. Don't your parents give you enough attention? “

“You don't understand, I – “

“Maybe that is the reason why you were giving an attitude when you had that situation with miss Mills earlier, Isn't it?”

This is too much...

“With all due respect, Mr. Principal. I still emphasize that I haven't done anything wrong earlier.”

“Are you implying that I lack good judgment, Miss Witts?”

I noticed the change of tone of the principal and it sounded more trouble for me.

This sucks! I know I have always been kind and polite, but are these some sort of a curse?

“No, sir. I believe in your ability to be fair and objective.”

“We have already spoken sir and I sincerely accept your resolution.”

Oh, I hate myself for saying that. But what can I do?

“Well, honesty is something rare nowadays.”

“Do not flatter yourself, Miss Witts. That wasn't a compliment. “

“Need I remind you that what you did earlier was highly unacceptable?”

Only if he lets me explain myself. I cannot even say a word.

I stood in front of the Principal as I listened to him tirelessly preaching hypocrisy.

“It's either you were acting out or you just simply have irresponsible pa –“

Boom! I suddenly see the door fall off the doorway and a familiar figure in the shadows.

“Luke?”

I see Luke walking towards where I and the Principal are.

“Uhm, sir, e-excuse me. Are you the parent?”

Luke looks at his angriest for the first time. You have never seen him at this level of emotion.

I don't know what made the principal feel even more terrified but you know it wasn't the loud sound of the door opening.

That sulky-looking man who kicked the door open is someone very prominent in B city. The situation is getting worse.

“How dare you treat my daughter like that!”