Stuck Between Billionaires

I ran fast toward my classroom. Shit!!! I was late, again, for the third time in this week.

I opened the door of the classroom with a loud dash. And BAM!! Hundreds of eyes turned into my direction with a pair of angry eyes of my professor. I bit my tongue in embarrassment and said a quick sorry before running to take a seat.

I took the seat and after a moment of silence, the class resumed. I blew out a sigh of relief. My car was gone for servicing that's why I had to come college by train today. Thank god, I was just 10 minutes late.

The bell rang indicating that the class was over. I went for my next class but I got to know that the class had been cancelled for today. I couldn't even comprehend in the relief that I felt because truthfully, I was dead tired from my dash from station to collage. And I definitely needed a break to catch my breath. After thanking the havens, I started walking towards the cafeteria.

I don't have many friends at collage. Reason? Well, I like to stay alone, enjoy the world of dark fantasy and stories of a prince charming. Though I also want some good friends, who doesn't? But I don't want to have some gossiping, jealous bimbos as my friends, so I'm happy to be with only one. Rose.

I entered the cafeteria and started to look for a seat. But suddenly a hand grabbed my hairs from the nape and I was pulled in for a quick feisty kiss by someone. I pushed whoever it was off me and without thinking my hand flew up & slapped him. My reaction was so instant that I couldn't even understand what the fuck happened in last 30 seconds. The whole cafeteria went silent.

The victim of my slap stood in front of me with a hand on his red cheek. I looked angrily at him. Guess what? He was the most popular alpha douchebag of our collage. Eric Knight.

And here I had thought that my day couldn't get any shiteir.

His green captivating eyes opened to look straight into mine. His dark brown hairs were ruffled (but I hated to admit, in a good way) and his eyes were spitting fire.

"You bitch! How dare you slapped me?" He asked with his teeth and fists clenched tight in anger.

"Oh man!! Eric Knight got slapped by a girl- new breaking news." Someone said while laughing from the crowd that had started gathering around us.

He looked angrily at the crowd but didn't say anything.

"How dare you kissed me?" I asked him angrily.

"I don't have a habit of kissing ugly bitches like you. You should feel greatful to god that you got a chance to receive a kiss from me. If it wasn't for that stupid bet, I would never even spit on your face."

I stood shocked for a moment. What the fuck?

"Well the feeling is mutual, you asshole. You are an horrible human being, let alone a kisser." I replied in a sweet sarcastic voice.

He came near me to come face to face and said in a shaking voice- "I swear, you'll regret this slap. You'll regret crossing my path."

"Whatever" was my muttered reply before walking away from there.