𝗠𝗘𝗘𝗧 𝗠𝗘 𝗔𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗔𝗪𝗡 | ongoing

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Her eyes twinkle in amusement and at the same time in awe. "Yes, you dumba*s he did and if God gives you another chance to catch him red handed I hope the next period provide you," And damn the blush again reappears. I never thought that blushing will ever occur on my face and that too by a boy whose eyes brimmed with tears which made me feel worried. For the first time to someone whom I first met and barely knew.

We attended the next two periods but unfortunately that rich boy didn't appear to any of the periods. I gave up continuously turning back in hope of taking a glimpse of those hazel eyes.

"Hey," I look up from my book and found a girl with a deadly smirk. Okay, shall I take my last breath?

"Hello," I smiles unsure why she appeared in front of me along with her minions.

She bents down and the huge gap of her top made every everything visible, I quickly pushed my bag to hide the cleavage. She jerks back at the momentum but hey I saved the girl's asset.

"How dare you?" She grits out. I huff, fine if that's a certain way of thanking me.

"Your welcome," I say still smiling. Her minions furrows their brows while she stomps her foot.

"Are you joking with me?" Just when she is about to grab my top, I put my reflexes in use, blocking her hand that raised to touch mine and later arm locked her back.

"Listen Miss, your pretty little world hidden beneath your top got exposed. Thank me cause I saved your respect, next time touch me with your fingers I will teach you with my slippers. Oh, that rhymed however don't want to misuse my boots for a pretty face," The smile is in-tacked on my face and my eyes gaze at the two other minions who rush out hurriedly.

I chuckle leaving her hand and grabbing my books to put them inside my bag. I don't want to irritate my mind for these types of hooligans, so I quickly try to rush out but the small crowd that formed fused my mind.

"I think you should pay money before watching any live stunts. I don't work without getting any proper pay, so I guess open your wallet and shower me with my hard work," The crowd disperse some snickering while others rolling their eyes. I turn back and wink at the rich pretty Prada lady.

"That was awesome," I jump frighten at the voice in front of me. I make a quick scan at the girl in front of me. Her mocha skin shone in bright sunlight.

"Hi," I smile placing my hand in front of my chest as I take some deep breaths to calm down the shock.

Her eyes shine with excitement and she quickly grabbed my hand. "Hi, I am Eleanor Addison."

"Sapphira Ortega," We shake our hands and head out where my brother and my friend were located.

"I like how you protected her and also insulted her. She doesn't expect any love and care. She is an inborn b*tch."

"Well not everyone has every aspect of same thoughts. I helped her as form of humanitarian and even if she is a b*tch, I will still help until she pokes her head to my own obstacle there and then I will tackle her and give her my own homeopathic blows."

We both giggle and talk about her subject which is Psychology while I had History. She talks about how she wants to be a Psychiatrist. She too asked me and I replied her that I want to be a teacher. What I like the most of her is she didn't judge my profession unlike some people.

Suddenly I remember that I forgot to ask her who that girl was. I hold her wrist as she is going ahead of mine. She turns back smiling at me. "Didn't think a girl will hold me like that," I quickly release her laughing.

"I forgot to ask you what's her name?" She furrow her brows in confusion.

"Who?"

"The girl whom you apparently called a b*tch."