Chapter 2: Hating Oliver Prize

"How dare you steal my first kiss from me?" I hissed as I looked daggers at Oliver.

"And why do you ever feel so stressed about it when I can feel you enjoyed that kiss so much? It was just a kiss, Victory. Besides, you don't even know how to kiss." Oliver replied with a smirk that made me feel angrier.

"If you want, I can give you a kissing tutorial for free." He added, and he left me without taking a second glance, and I realized I finally met someone who would never worship me, and I promised to myself I would do everything I could to make him pay for what he had done to me.

"Hey! Are you alright, Victory?" Lana asked the moment we walked towards our second class.

"Are you kidding me? After everything that happened, you are asking me if I am okay?" I asked my best friend a question, and she shook her head

"I am boiling with anger right now, Lana, and I hated him with all my heart, and I will make sure Oliver Prize will pay," I replied, and I could see my best friend was smirking at me.

"Why do you look like that? Are you on his side now?" I asked in disbelief, and I saw my best friend shaking her head.

"Nope, I don't know him in the first place, but I am more on.." My best friend trailed off, and I could tell she had something on her mind that she couldn't even say because she was afraid I would snap at her.

"You know you can always speak your mind to me, Lana, and I will never hold you liable about anything," I said, and she hesitated before she continued to speak.

"Well, I like Oliver." She said, and I looked at her horrified.

"What? Are you fooling me? How can you say that when I am your best friend?" I asked.

"This is the first time that someone crossed the line to kiss you. I understand you were saving your first kiss for your one great love. But you are still young, Victory, and I think you have to enjoy our senior year and stop being like that." She said, and I am confused with what she means.

"Why, what am I, Lana?" I asked her, and she looked at me again, and this time my best friend was scaring me.

"You always act so primly and proper, and I think it is about time you should spread your wings and enjoy life." She said.

"You are unbelievable, Lana. This is who I am. You never complain about that. If you want, you can stop talking with me and join your other friends, and I enjoyed my solitude anyway." I declared, and I can see the hurt on her face.

"Victory, I know who you are, and what they think about you doesn't matter to me. You are the daughter of Mr. Nicklaus Winner, the richest man in the country, and everyone on campus thought you were the luckiest girl in the universe for being born rich. Yet, they didn't know how lonely your life is because you are always left alone in your mansion with the staff is your companion since your parents are both busy running their businesses." Lana declared.

"They envy your perfect beauty and glorious body, but you find it so hard to believe who is true because you have been fooled before, and that is why you have trusts issues, but you have to believe me, Victory, not all are wicked. There are genuine people out there who are willing to be your friends. They thought you were above them because of your status in life, but I know deep inside your heart you are the most down-to-earth individual I ever know." Lana added.

"I know you always follow the rules, and you are an outstanding student because you don't want to be in trouble, you always wanted your parents to be proud of you, but they never recognize your achievements, and I could tell you are hurting inside because you were hoping they will appreciate everything you have done. And I think it is time to think about yourself and stop pleasing your parents." Lana continued, but I shook my head because there was no way I would accept that everything she said was true.

"I have a perfect life, Lana, and I am happy with my life being the heiress of my father's empire. I don't care what they think as long as I continue to do what I think is best for me. I will not get angry with you because I give you a chance, to be honest with your opinion about me, but I regret to inform you that none of those things you said were true." I replied, and I could tell her face fell.

"Come on, Victory, for once, you have to get out from your comfort zone and enjoy your life. Yes, I could say you have a perfect life because you've got it all, but I am telling you, you are miserable," She said, and I just shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't know what you are talking about, Lana. I am happy with my life until Oliver Prize ruins my reputation. I didn't date the hot guys who have been bugging to date me, and they all respected my decision. How come someone like him do something like that?" I asked.

"I am sure I became the laughingstock on the campus right now," I said in more than a whisper.

"Hey, I am sorry, I know how important your first kiss is for you, maybe he likes you that is why he did it, right? We know all the boys here in our school is crazy about you; maybe the new guy is not exempted with your charm." She said, and I laughed, and I wished she was right because I would show it to Oliver's face. I am not interested in him, but at the back of my head, I couldn't stop myself from feeling nervous as I realized what Oliver said was true.

I did enjoy the kiss that until now, I can still feel his lips on my lips, and I couldn't deny I had been reliving that kiss. I can feel the knots on my stomach, but my pride took over my senses that is why I am so angry with him even if I can feel my knees got so weak after he kissed me, and for the first time, I experienced what they said on the books, the butterflies on the chest, and knots on my stomach. I experienced those things while I was kissing Oliver.

I became angrier, and I felt so frustrated when we got inside our classroom for the second period. I realized that Oliver Prize is still our classmate, and the girls and boys are circling him, and he looked like he owns the world now. It used to be me. Before the class starts, my classmates will surround me, and they will talk and praise me, and they will never get tired of telling me how perfect I looked and how beautiful my dress was; they appreciated everything I owned.

And right now, he took the spotlight from me since our classmates were talking with him, and they were all laughing, and I could tell he was having a blast on his first day in our school, while I was having the worst day of my life, and I could tell he will become the king of our school. I hate the way he raked his hands on his shiny black hair, and I could tell he was having a good time stealing everything I had.

"Hi, Victory!" He said when he caught me staring at him, and I wouldn't say I like it that I was precisely looking at his perfect lips when he raised his head, and to recover from my embarrassment, I grimaced at him and walked towards my chair without saying a single word at him.

"Do you happen to miss my kiss?" He asked, which made our classmates snicker.

"In your dreams Prize, it was a nightmare to have my first kiss with you," I responded when I couldn't take it anymore.

"Well, very well said, Ms. Winner, but I think you are losing this game." He said with total confidence.

"I am not playing any of your stupid games, Prize, so you better shut up since you are new. I never lose. Can you spell my family name? It is W-I-N-N-E-R. I am a winner Prize. And if you think about my name, it is Victory, so you are only a prize for my win." I said, and I hated him more when I heard his laughter reverberate the entire room.

"What childish thinking, do you think because of your name you can win, Ms. Winner? News flash, it is just a name. It is how you play the game." He said, and I fell silent because I could feel my entire body was boiling with anger. I was just glad our teacher arrived, or I couldn't control it anymore, and I hate that I am losing myself to Oliver Prize, and I became a different person because of him.

I could tell he was trying his best to provoke me, and I couldn't believe he was my classmate in all of my subjects, and I think the universe was playing tricks with me.