I went into the class and saw it was already in session. I stopped near the door to stare at the teacher's back waiting for him to finish erasing the board and turned to me. While waiting I saw everyone was staring at me, I immediately looked down. Feeling uncomfortable being the center of attention. The teacher finally turned around and noticed me standing awkwardly in his class.
"Ah and who might you be?" he asked.
I came forward and gave him a slip of paper. He read through it and smiled at me. "Well, isn't this pleasant? We rarely had newcomers. But welcome anyway." He said to me. He turned to the class, clapping his hand making almost everyone jumped.
"Well, class. We have a new student joining us today. Her name is Sang Sorenson." He then turned me again. "Ms. Sorenson we have a seating arrangement in this class and since you came in late, you can sit next to Mr. Lee. He's the only one with an empty seat left. He's also our brightest student, I hope you can learn a lot from him." I nodded. "Mr. Lee please raise your hand," he called.
A pale hand shot in the air. And I held in my gasp when I saw one of the most handsome guys I have ever seen. I saw how some of the girls looked at me in a hostile way. Makes sense, since this guy even though he looked like a nerd he could also pass as a GQ model. I walked over and sat next to him.
"Alright guys, we're going to watch a historic movie to begin our lesson. I expect none of you to sleep during the movie since there will be a quiz tomorrow regarding this topic." The teacher said. Most of the class groaned. The teacher just smiled and laughed evilly. "Enjoy."
I leaned my back to the chair and wince when it touched my wound. I almost forgot about the fact that my mom whipped me three days ago because Marie 'accidentally' made a glass fall off of the dining table. And since I was near it I was the one who got blamed and punished. I only put some warm cloth and healing gel over it, just to prevent infection. It was still healing and leaning back against hard surfaces are not one of the ways to heal it. I gritted my teeth and took a deep breath.
Surprisingly, it was not only me who took a deep breath. The guy next to me also breathing really hard. I put my hair to the left so it will cover my face from him. And I peeked from between my strands of hair and frowned when I saw him hardening his jaw and looked tensely at the front as if he was seeing something he doesn't like. I looked at the scene of the movie and deduced he probably doesn't like guns and shooting. I kept on staring at him, admiring how smooth his jaw was, how the black spectacles rested gently on his nose, how green his eyes were...
"Can you please stop staring at me?" his mouth suddenly moved and turned to me.
My eyes widen at being caught. "I'm sorry." I said and blushed. He looked at my cheeks and my eyes. He took a deep breath and flinched.
I frowned at his weird behavior and looked at the movie. The whole time I could feel his breathing got harder. Worrying about his health, I turned to him.
"Are you okay?" I asked quietly. I looked up and gasped a bit when I saw his eyes were already staring at me.
"I'm fine." He said tensely. My eyes teared up a bit at how harsh this guy is. I nodded at him and looked back at the movie. What did I do? Why was he being such an ass? Was it not okay of me to ask how he is? I mean, the guy looked like he's one second way before dying seeing at how pale his skin is.
"I'm sorry, that was harsh." He said.
I ignored him and continued watching the movie.
"My name's Dakota Lee. And you're Sang Sorenson?"
I finally looked at him. "How do you know my name?"
His eyes were surprised that I talked to him but went back to being emotionless.
"The school's rumors."
I scoffed. "Of course," I said.
"You don't like being the center of attention,"
I shook my head. "Nope."
"Why?"'
"It's uncomfortable."
"Most people would like that,"
"Well, most people are not me,"
"Sang Sorenson, you..."
"Please just Sang."
He raised one of his eyebrows. "I know it's a weird name," I said.
"No weirder than Kota." He said making me smiled.
The movie was finally done and when all of us were preparing to leave, Kota stopped in front of me. "What's your phone number?"
I gaped. "Pardon?"
"What is your phone number?" he repeated slowly.
"I... why do you want to know?"
"Well, tomorrow's history quiz and you came in here just today. I would like to offer you some assistance so you could catch up. Giving me your number will allow me to send files to your number or maybe visit your house so I could give you my notes."
Why was he talking so formally? I looked down and sighed. "That's very nice of you," I said and looked up. "Sadly I don't...have a phone. And my mother doesn't really like it when I invite friends over. But thank you for offering though," I said.
He nodded. His eyes showed concerned after everything I said. It was like he understood the hidden meaning behind my words. I hope he didn't. No one can know what's going at my house.
His eyes suddenly went emotionless again and his body froze. He suddenly made fists. I frowned, "Kota?" I asked.
He turned around as if protecting me. I looked at his back and saw Silas standing near the door. But I frowned deeper when I saw Silas glaring at Kota. I shook my head and called him.
"Silas," I said. He looked at me and the way Kota is positioned in front of me and took a deep breath as if he was controlling himself.
"Aggele, let's go. The others are waiting," he said. He was smiling at me but his face was unsettling since he kept on looking back and forth between me and Kota. His voice was also tense. I didn't like it but I followed him. Well, I would have followed him if it was not of the fact that Kota suddenly reached my hand. I flinched but stayed. I hope no one saw that. I looked up and knew I was doom when I saw both of them looked down at me with concern and pity in their eyes. Kota immediately released me but the deed was done.
"Sang," he said.
"Aggele," Silas said at the same time.
They glared at each other again. Seriously? "I've gotta go," I said.
"Alright," Silas said.
"No. By myself. I assumed you guys know each other by the way you guys are glaring. And... I don't wanna be part of it. So I'm gonna go, I'll see you guys after you made things cool between each other." I said. I left them and felt guilty since I didn't give them a full answer. I left them mainly because they saw one of the signs of my abusive life. I can't have them know.
Without someone guiding me, I had trouble walking through the hallways. I kept on getting pushed at since there are many people at this school. I kept on walking until I reached outside and found a big tree. Since there isn't anyone there, I quickly walked over and sit underneath the shadow of the big tree. I grabbed my history book and started reading. Failing means beating. And I do not want her to have more reason to beat me.
"Hey new kid!" since there wasn't anyone near me, I looked up. There were three guys walking towards me with bad written all over their vibe. They might look like they have money and maybe to certain people it's attractive but not me. I immediately closed my book and stood up. I did not want to deal with this. I was going to walk away when I realized they were already standing in front of me.
I looked up at them and saw one of them grinning at me while the rest were smirking and looking at me like I'm something they can eat. I had to get out of here. I smiled tensely at them. "So uh, what are you doing here?" the one who was grinning at me asked.
"Uhm, I was just about to leave..." I said hating the way he leers at me.
"Why would you want to leave so fast? We just got here sweetheart," he said. His friends still stayed behind his back while licking their lips. Gross.
"It's almost bell time, my free period is almost over," I said.
"Almost is not yet sweetie. Just hold up, my friends and I want to hang out with you for a bit. Only until the bell rings," he said stepping forward.
I took a step back. I did not want to stay with these kinds of people. "I'm sorry, I don't even know who you guys are,"
He palmed his forehead and laughed. "Of course, thanks for reminding me. I'm Greg and these are my friends Jack and Kevin."
Jack the one with a scar on his chin raised his hand while winking and the one called Kevin, who has long unhealthy dark hair gave me a blow kiss.
"And what's your name sweetheart?" he asked stepping forward again.
"S-sang," I stuttered. All of my mother's warnings came flashing through my head, about how men will hurt you and rape you. I did not feel this with the guys I have met before them but this group of guys, they are all giving me bad signs.
"Sang? Can you sing a song?" he asked making the other two laughed.
"I've...gotta go," I said and was about to step away when Greg suddenly grabbed my hands and pushed me to the big tree behind me. "Let me go please," I said, tears were already in my eyes.
"Oh, but we haven't even had fun yet sweetheart," he whispered to my ear. His hand that wasn't holding my hands went under my skirt. My eyes widen. I closed my eyes and hit my head to his. I heard a crunch and saw Greg falling, his hand was holding his nose that was bleeding profusely. I held my head when I felt a headache coming. "You bitch," he said and slapped me. I held my check feeling the burn already. "Grab her," he commanded to his friends. I could feel one grabbing my hands and one grabbing my body.
I struggled. "Help!" I tried to yell but my mother's punishment held me from doing that and all that came out was a pathetic croak.
Greg immediately put his hand over my mouth. "Shut up," he hissed. All three of them brought me to the school's field, but they kept on walking until they reached a shed near the field. I shook my head and began to struggle more. "Stop please!" I said.
They ignored me and walked into the shed. I saw a bed in the corner and they dropped me there. "People will see you," I whispered trying to make them come into their senses.
Greg just grinned evilly at me. "Don't worry about that, this school is very big and the shed isn't even close to the school building. In the past, we used it for storage but now..." he said coming towards me and kneeled the bed. "now it's abandoned." He said.
"Why me?" I asked when he began to trail his fingers on my thighs.
"Don't you know sweetie? Everyone wants you and I always get what everyone wants," he said and began to kiss my thighs. I tried to get away but he was stronger than me and when I used my hands the other hold them and began to kiss them.
I whimpered and closed my eyes. I could not believe this is how I was about to lose my virginity.
Just when I felt the first sign of my sex getting a kiss, the door opened. I was still closing my eyes when I heard men roared and fought. Even though my hands were released, I felt like I was about to pass out. I felt my body being cradled and struggled once more. The hand tightens and I opened my eyes staring at cerulean blue eyes. And then I closed them again.