All Chapters of Rules We Break: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Kehlani Two weeks later.Saturday morning. 7: 12. I slept peacefully and woke up so comfortably. Staring at the ceiling for a while. The sun hit my window, spilling into my body. I smiled, feeling like royalty, like a queen. Like it adorned my body. I tossed on bed, thinking about today's activity. Yeah, today is a big day for me. It's related to my photography work and I can't help but think about Kathy Jensen. It's been two weeks now. It's not yet a month or year, I thought I'd still be crying every single day over the breakup but I stopped by silencing myself with distractions, art and music. Two weeks since Trevor hugged me and left me on the spot. Two weeks since my hands stopped shaking. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. My gaze landed on the afterimage above my desk. My feet touched the cold floor and I walked into the bathroom for a hot shower. I'm wrapped in my towel and head towards the mirror. My hair was covered in a bonnet. I took it off, plugged the curling iron and it

Kehlani I tried my best to keep myself still but the shock made my knee tremble. Brent? Seriously. He's working here too? Oh my gosh. “Brent ... .this is Kehlani Cole. Winner of this year's Golden lens from your school. Kehlani, this is Brent Ziegler. I'm pretty sure you know him, right?” She draped her hands over my shoulders. Smiling and I was short of words. I was supposed to find happiness here. Peace of mind and a place to escape all the dangerous realities, now it's bad. Brent's hands were placed in his pocket. That medicated glasses he wore and his corporate button shirts, you'd think he's a nice person but he's just a demon trying to force himself on me. Asshole. Kathy tilted her head. “Come on. You know her, right? You're a history teacher in Brooklyn. Don't you teach senior year?”He chuckled, avoiding my gaze. “I don't know her.”I raised my head up from the floor. Anger and confusion bubbled inside of me. He just said he doesn't know me. This bastard. “Oh, really.” I

Kehlani “You always do this. What do you gain? Huh? Elliot. You know Trevor and I are over. Must you introduce him to any simple conversations? What is wrong with you?” My body flushed with anger. “Okay. Sorry. Just asking.”“Like you don't know.” I tapped my fingers on the glass. “Are you buying or not or you want to get out? Which?”He walked to the fridge and grabbed a parfait cup, then back at me. “Make it five conchas.”“I opened the glass and picked the conchas with tongs into a wax paper. I'm so disorganized I don't care if they fall off from the wrapping. Then I slide it into the white paper bag and the parfait into another nylon. “Nine.” I said angrily. He dropped the dollar bill on the glass. I counted it and it's ten. “Keep the change.” He sang, walking away.“Hey, you asshole. I don't need your fucking change.”But he was already out. I sighed and dropped the bill into the drawer. I just continued to work and as the hours went by, I got something I could occupy myself

Kehlani At this point, my head can't even process the chaos. I really hated what Brent was doing. It's so lame. I'm in shock from seeing it. First, it's my script being different and secondly, he's bullying Trevor. It's not right. The entire class watched like a movie cinema. Trevor just stood, watching Brent with a cold glare. And Brent also returned the exact stare. It looked like a fight. “Get out of my class!” Brent yelled, pointing his fingers to the door. “Why? I don't see any reason to leave when I did nothing wrong. It's either you give me my fucking paper or—’“Or what?!” Brent snapped. Trevor breathed deeply, then he smiled. “What's funny?”“I could easily break you here.” Trevor shrugged. The class had turned noisy with “oh my gosh.” Flying around. Brent hit Trevor on the face so loud, even Trevor's friend, Nolan stood up. “You're doing too much!”Trevor's head snapped back and he paused for a moment then his hands lunged forward, returning the slap back. This time, wi

Kehlani I climbed into the bus steps angrily and the air changed. There's about seven young students. Girls and boys. All around my age. None from my school. I slid into an empty row halfway back, not ready to mingle or make friends. Nobody looked at me. Good. They're all doing their own thing. Two girls in front kept talking about Instagram pictures and some guys arguing about best shots and angles for capturing. Brent's at the front seat close to the driver. Good thing he's away from all these students. Evil psycho. I wore my headphones and watched the road as they blurred. We're heading past the highway and out of town. The bus finally slowed down by a golden gate. We were here. The Golden lens Helix Building. I smiled widely. It's so pretty and wide. All glass and steel and the shape of the helix twisting towards the clouds. Damn. I'm proud of myself to be here. Honestly. It's a big name. As the bus stopped, we all came down and Brent started to announce. “Welcome everyone. Th