Chapter two

I stood in front of the school, my eyes scanning everywhere with chatting students, this is it, I’m really in a new school, “we will call you honey, take care of yourself and your brother,” mom said behind me and I just nodded. “We love you,” she added.

I knew she wanted me to respond but I didn’t even look back at them, rather I took a step forward and then another. I heard the car leave and that was when I turned, “I love you,” I sighed and turned again to my new school, alright school, here I come. I breathed through my mouth and matched towards the school.

I passed three guys sitting on the pavement and heard them whistle, “my, my, dude you didn’t tell me we have a new chick in school?” One of them said.

“I didn’t know either,” another replied, making me roll my eyes.

“But it’s not too late,” I heard another say before I felt someone coming after me. I wanted to increase my pace but I stopped myself, what the hell? This new school isn't going to change me, nuh uh. If he dares anything, I’m going to tell him who Molly Davis is. “Hey there pretty lady, need a hand?”

I ignored him and he persisted, “you look new, I can tour you around, you know,” I continued ignoring and with time, he fell into steps with me, “are you dumb or maybe the shy type?”

I stopped and looked at him, he had sandy blonde hair and light gray eyes, “do I look like the shy type?”

He grinned, “of course not but I just wanted you to talk and it helped.”

“Indeed, so now I’m going to tell you, find another hole to insert your dick because this pussy here is unavailable.”

“Ohhh” I heard his friend behind us and he looked at them, before looking back at me again.

He licked his lips, “you have a pretty sharp tongue but I know where else it can be good at,” he took a step closer, “are you really sure the pussy is unavailable?”

“If you mama’s own is available then you will know it’s available,” I answered with a smile.

“Oh Kevin, that's a hard blow,” his black haired friend said. Students were already circling us and it wasn’t the situation I had hoped for on my first day.

Kevin glared at me, “you know what I hate the most, someone insulting my mother and I don’t care if you are pretty, if you try it again, you are going to hate what I will do to you.”

I smirked, “what are you going to do? Teach me how to moan in bed? Because looking at you, that’s the only thing you can teach a woman.”

“You are damn right about it and I’m going to make you scream in pain rather than in pleasure.”

“Your pencil has to be longer than my pinky finger to do that and from what I’m seeing, it’s an insult to my finger for comparing it to it.”

“Damn!” The students around shrieked, some laughing and some glaring at me, and most of the ones glaring were girls.

Kevin took a step closer to me as if to hit me but his friends grabbed him, “dude, dude, don’t make a scene. Come on,” they tried pulling him away but he shrugged out of their hold and approached me.

“You listen to me girl, this isn’t over and I’m going to give you a nice warning, avoid me whenever you see me,” he snorted on my face and walked away with his friends.

I look at them for a while before turning to the students who were looking at me strangely, “alright show is over, excuse me,” I said, forcing my way through them. Well, that was a strange way to make my presence known in the school, don’t you think?

Rolling my eyes, I found my way to the reception where I got my map and school calendar. My first class was calculus and I love calculus, so using the map, I found my way to my first class.

***

Stepping into the class, everywhere grew quiet, no doubt I have been remembered because of the stunt I played earlier with that Kevin guy, not that I care. I made my way to the only available seat and sat down, I noticed the look everyone was giving me and if I’m being honest, it was getting on my nerves. What is it with them? Haven’t they ever seen a girl defend herself from a guy with just words alone? Well if they haven’t, they should get ready because they will be seeing that a lot as long as I’m around.

I felt someone poke me and turned to gaze into the biggest blue eyes I have ever seen, it was stuck on a beautiful round baby face, with little pink lips and soft cheeks which by looking at it makes me want to pull it. She has beautiful long voluminous curls tugged in a very large bun. She beamed at me and waved, “hi, I’m Christiana but you can call me Christy.”

“Hi,” I replied and faced my front again.

“What’s your name?” She asked.

I turned to her again, “Molly.”

“Hi Molly.”

“Hi,” I replied again, turning back to my front once more.

“You know you have really made a name for yourself today, everybody is talking about you.”

“Are they now?”

“Yes, no girl has ever talked to Kevin like that before.”

“Then I’m happy to be the first,” I smiled at her.

“I like you,” she said, shocking the hell out of me.

“You don’t even know me.”

“But I like your personality, I like girls who can stand up for themselves, you know…since I can’t do so for myself.”

“Why can’t you? It isn't so hard, you just have to give it to them like they asked for it,” I shrugged.

“That’s easy for you to say, you know…”

“Alright students, settle down,” a man who I supposed to be the teacher entered, “hello everyone, we have a new student with us today which I’m sure some of you have met already. Molly Davis, please stand up so everyone can see you.”

I did as I was told and they all looked at me again, like they haven’t done it already. I sat back on my seat and the teacher began his teaching.

Few minutes into the class, the door opened and a boy stepped in. He has platinum almost white hair, a long face with a chiseled jaw, bright blue eyes almost like the ocean, his lips were light reddish in color and I must admit was tempting for a kiss. He was putting on a black turtleneck pullover and blue jeans, his backpack strapped on his shoulder. He was tall, more than a head taller than me, I supposed. He was muscular, I can see his abs from his pullover. I heard the girls sighed, including Christy and I knew immediately who he would be. He smiled at the teacher, a really dazzling smile and the man frowned, “Adrian Sanders, you are late again.”