Chapter 4

"Don't be vivacious, you two or else both of you might slip," mama advised us as we headed inside the bathroom. My lips parted as I stared at the huge bathtub. This was the first time I had entered Luxious’s bathroom. Compared to the bathroom I was used to at maid headquarters, his bathroom was more elegant, massive, and fabulous. I think it is even big as our room!

Mama departed and we were left inside. Luxious starts undressing himself, leaving some piece of his cloth. He casually entered the bathtub without any shame.

"I am so exhausted," he complained and lean on the wall behind him. He turned to see me and raised an eyebrow. "What are you still standing there? Strip and come here, kitty," he said it teasingly. "Afraid of water now? Did you really perhaps turn into a little kitten?"

I glared at him. Sometimes, I really wanna punch his face.

 

I averted his eyes and just undressed some piece of my clothes. I slowly entered the bathtub and sat in front of him.

 

It is really awkward especially now that I have felt his eyes on me.

Then suddenly, Luxious sprayed me with water. That hit my eyes!

"Hey! What the heck?!" I hissed in annoyance.

Sometimes he acts like an adult, but more often he is a child-minded!

He chuckled at my reaction. When I opened my eyes, I immediately reciprocated. We just ended up in a fight and of course... in laughter.

_

As the day passed, we became close and closer to each other. We became comfortable to the point that we no longer want to be apart. Wherever he is, I am always there. Wherever I am, he is often there.

I am already fed up with his face and presence honestly.

 

When we became grade five, we were both ten years old when I received my first love letter.

I really could not help myself but blush as I read what was written on the paper that I saw inside my locker room. This is the first time someone confessed their feelings for me.

Suddenly, someone grabbed the paper away from me, causing to interrupt my reading. When I saw who it was, I immediately frowned.

"Stupid Luxious! Give it back—"

"Woah, woah! Hold your horses... You've got some love letter now, huh?" He smirked devilishly. "From whom?" Luxious read it.

I approached him to retrieve it but he avoided it by raising his hand. I can’t reach that and it is too embarrassing if I would fight him here in the hallway.

"Luxious, you little moron! I said give it back—"

"Dear, Tiarra... Since that day I've laid my eyes on you, my heart suddenly start beating rapidly. You are so pretty that I couldn't take my eyes off you—" he read it teasingly.

 

 

"Luxious!" My cheeks heated as he read it loudly. It is too embarrassing! His voice is way too loud, the people in the corridor were looking at us already.

 

What a shameless bastard.

"What garbage is this?" He chuckled without humor. "It gives a massive cringe attack. Spellings are not even accurate. I could not even read it properly because of his poor hand-written. Do you have a pen? Let me revise this bastard's grammar," he asked.

I quickly grabbed the paper from him as he lowered his hand. My grip on it tightened and I looked sharply at him.

Luxious was stunned as he look at my expression.

 

"Who gave that to you?" he asked coldly as he stared at me with a stern expression. His expression is unreadable now. He's being unusual.

  

"It is none of your business, Luxious." My eyebrows met. "What is it to you anyway? The spelling and handwriting are not even important because the important thing for me is that I understood what he is trying to imply..." I let out and passed him.

"Woah!" Luxious chuckled sarcastically. "Don't tell me you like him?" Luxious followed me behind.

 

My cheeks heated.

"So?!" I glanced at him.

 

"Oh..." Luxious look startled while looking at my face. "You know what? Today is the first time I saw you blushing more than once..." He grinned playfully.

"What a disgrace, I'm not the reason behind it." He even added a joke. "You must really like him, huh?"

"Stop spouting nonsense," I responded.

I no longer listen to what he is going to say because I immediately entered the classroom.

 

Since then, I have not received a love letter again. One day, I found out that the boy did not like me anymore. He was the first and last boy who confessed his feelings to me. I do not know why. Maybe I am not that pretty enough for them to like? Or maybe because of the state of my life?

I just didn’t pay attention to that. It is not a big deal for me either.

_

It was already dismissal and both Luxious and I went to our locker room to get our things. As we walked in the hallways, I saw various of eyes staring at the boy besides me. It is almost like their eyes are in a heart shaped. I even heard some giggling when Luxious passed them.

 

"Won't you read it?" I asked when I saw those various of love letters inside Luxious' locker. Some even fell on the floor because of overcrowding. He also has a pile of gifts and chocolates in his locker.

"I am not interested and I bet it's all cringey," he spoke lazily.

 

I went silent. Luxious is really a weirdo. Some of my male classmates shared their love letters they received from the girls and even bragged about it— not all of them actually because there were others who were just as quiet and indifferent as Luxious.

Luxious is undoubtedly a heartthrob. A lot of girls like him, even in the other sections as well. I've heard that there are also high school students who stumble upon him. But neither one I have not hear of Luxious liking someone.

Perhaps because he is ungrateful? He is really ungrateful. He doesn't know how lucky he is for having tons of admirers!

"Here."

 

I glanced at the jar Luxious had given to me. They are chocolates, expensive chocolates that are from other countries. Imported actually. Not surprisingly, most of the students here are wealthy and loaded. Surprisingly, mama still made me studied here. Mama wanted me to experience this kind of living — even though I didn't ask for it.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked while looking at the jar he gave me.

Luxious glanced at me and scowled. "Eat it, you dummy."

 

"But they gave this to you..."  I spoke quietly.

 

Luxious sighed. "Yeah, yeah— I am aware of that. That's why I am giving it to you. Do you want me to throw it instead, hmm?" 

See? He is really ungrateful.

 

"You are wasting the things they have given to you, Luxious," I told him.

He rolled his eyes. "I didn't ask for it, my dear Tiarra. One more thing, I didn't waste it... that is why I'm giving it to you, isn't it?" He slammed the locker door shut.

He just stared at the letters on the floor and did not even bother to pick them up.

He treats those like a garbage...

What a bastard!

 

"It still belongs to you. They made an effort for you..." I said as I followed him. "You should learn how to be appreciative! You are treating these things as junk!"

"You can have it all, Tiarra," Luxious glanced at me, eyes were serious. "I really don't mind giving what's mine to you."

I was completely stunned by the words he said.

I went serious and stared at him. "What are you talking about, Luxious?"

"Hmm?" He smiled and put his arm around me. "You still don't get it, huh? I am your owner, Tiarra... remember? I am feeding you because you are my dog—" I gave him a reason to back off by stamping his foot. I was still not satisfied because I even kicked him.

"So you are trying to poison me, is that it?! You are aware that dogs are not allowed to eat chocolates, right?"

Luxious just chuckled while avoiding my attacks. "So you are not recognizing yourself as human anymore? It appears that you are eventually accepting yourself as my dog." He grinned playfully. "Can you bark for me though?"

My cheeks heated.

"Damn you, Luxious! You have not change at all!" I screamed, my voice echoed in the hallway. People glanced at me due to that but I was already furious to even care about that.

 "You're welcome, I guess?"

I had a love-hate relationship with Luxious. He was my closest friend and my mortal enemy at the same time. I didn't t expect that this kind of relationship will remain even in the future.

I love him... but I also want to kill him.