Chapter 3

Mia's POV

"Easy man, we're just having fun here." The jerk wouldn't stop blubbering

"That's enough class," Miss Tere was holding her temper. I could see it through her deep glares.

"Bro, this is not the right place to have fun." Ken wouldn't stop either. "Go to a place where you can wank with some of your bitches and not with that innocent girl in front of us."

"Watch your words, class!" Miss Tere's voice was starting to get louder.

I wanted to smile. I felt like Ken was protecting me from the jerks. Maybe he wasn't that bad at all. Although the way he talks was intimidating. His voice sounded authoritarian and I was kinda uncomfortable with the fact that it sounded like I heard that kind of voice before. I just couldn't remember when or how.

I could still hear how he described me from those assholes. Innocent; I wasn't innocent. I may looked like an innocent girl but I wasn't. I know how complicated the world is and how it could turn upside down with just a glimpse of an eye. I just didn't know how would I manage life when that happened.

My heart jumped up when his gaze turned to mine. "And you, if you don't want to share anything about your life, you better put your ass on your chair."

I was taken aback

"Enough! Another word and I'll take both of you to the dean's office. Mia, just sit down and don't mind your classmates," Miss Teresa shook his head in dismay.

My feet were still trembling as I walked back to my seat. I could still hear the rudeness of his voice. It was like, first few minutes he was protecting me then boom he was annoyed at me too. Gosh, people here were complicated.

"Miss. Tere--" The asshole was about to speak but miss Tere cut him off immediately. 

"I said enough! You're wasting our time." Miss Teresa massaged his head. 

Claire was right. Miss Tere was good and had a long temper. Maybe if it was the other teachers, those assholes have been expelled already.

Miss Tere was talking in front, lecturing us but I couldn't even understand what she was saying. Her voice was just a backdrop and all I could think of was the way Ken talked to me a while ago. At some point, I felt offended. He didn't have to be rude. 

But what do I expect? He was a boy. Boys talked shit. Boys are jerks. Boys are rude, especially to girls. He was rude! The tone of his voice was hella serious that it could probably kill my heart. 

Ken was a cold-hearted guy. I knew that from the moment I saw him. I just couldn't figure out why he was that cold to me. As if I did something wrong to him. Even the way he stare at me, it was like he didn't wanna see me. Why was I even bothered? I shouldn't care! He didn't matter.

In the whole class, I met different profs and also nuns. The first day was busy although the whole time I was sitting in the classroom, I couldn't stop looking at him, his manly back. It felt like a magnet, hypnotizing me. I wanted to hold him. His firm body was fucking familiar and it frustrates me cause I didn't know how or when did I see him except in this school.

Finally, the bell rang. My favourite sound of the day; Ken quickly stood and walked out of the classroom. I rushed myself and put my backpack on. Something inside me was pushing me to catch him and talk to him.

I walked with big steps as I rushed. I was looking up and tiptoeing due to some students walking around. It was hard to catch him with his long legs while here I was, just a five-three girl.

"Hey!" I called as I saw him. "Hey!" I was still catching him with my big steps. Was he deaf or was he just pretending not to hear me? 

He kept on walking. His steps even got bigger. He walked faster. I bit my lower lip as my frustration was going high. I just wanted to fucking talk.

"Ken!" 

Then other students lashed out from their room. My feet were heavy walking as students in the hallway were starting to grow like we were on a market plus the noise and laugh irritated me even more.

He was walking away from me. He was kinda running already. What the hell was his problem? I just wanted to ask something. The way he was avoiding me made me even more anxious and confused like there was something about him that I needed to discover, that I must know.

"Wait!" 

I froze when someone blocked my way. His chest was firm, I looked up to see his face. Why were men born taller than women? 

The unknown guy was staring at me with a wide smile on his face. Looking at his olive eyes made me feel something. Anxious? What the hell is wrong with me? His stares were creeping me out. Also, his tallness and firm body were intimidating. 

"I've never seen you before? New student?" he asked.

He sounded friendly but mysterious. My brows crossed. I didn't wanna trust him. I looked around as I remembered Ken. I even tiptoed to look for him as many students were walking around. I puffed a breath when I couldn't see him anymore. 

"Looking for someone?" The creepy man in front of me asked with a smirk.

Seriously, what was up with this man? He was giving me goosebumps with his stares. I wanted to snob him and leave him like he was just air but I was just new here, didn't have any friends so I didn't wanna act rude. I might be bullied if I acted like a bitch knowing that I was just a transferee.

"A while ago, yeah." My voice sounded a bit sarcastic but I managed to smile, kinda awkward. 

"Stay away from him before you regret everything."