Bring it on, Nasty!!

Chapter 12

Maira

I open the locker and hear a banshee screaming.

A whole minute later , I realize two things :

One : Banshee's don't exist in real life

Two: It's me screaming

I snap my mouth shut .

But it's too late, people in the hallway are giving me 'She is super weird ' looks .

With my heart still hammering wildly against my chest like it would jump out of my body any second I look at the suspiciously motionless snake that had jumped at me when I opened my locker.

With my jaw clenched tightly and my body still trembling I slowly gather my courage and nudge the snake with the edge of my sneakers.

It doesn't move.Not even a single hiss.

I do it again .Nothing

Frowning and feeling a little more courageous I tap on the snake's body with my foot. It lies looking extremely realistic and unresponsive.

It's a rubber snake!

My fear turns into fury.

I know just the person responsible for this

Ambrose freaking Wilde !

Extremely pissed off I stomp my way to the class ,and there he is , sitting in my seat looking like he doesn't have a care in the world as he smirks looking at me standing in the doorway

" Hi , Princess "

He says in a loud voice and everyone's attention in the class turns in my direction.

I stiffen feeling all those eyes on me .

That jerk had figured out I hate attention .

'Don't react' A small but wise voice in my head say 'He want's you to react ,don't give him the satisfaction'

And though I give myself the permission to visualize whacking him on the upside of his smug head with my backpack repeatedly, which certainly makes me feel a little better ,I pay heed to the wise voice in my head and start walking towards the other empty seat in the classroom now that he has taken mine . The empty seat is only a few seats behind Ambrose.

Though I would have preferred him to be an entire planet away from me for now four seats away from him will have to do.

But to get there Unfortunately, I'll have to cross My ex-seat ,Which Ambrose has taken.

Slime bag

Head held high I start walking.

Alicia who is sitting beside Ambrose gives me a sympathetic smile. I give her a small wave and completely ignore Ambrose . Keeping my eyes fixed on the empty seat behind, maybe that's why I hadn't noticed it until I'm suddenly falling face first towards the floor and just as quickly a strong arm wraps around my waist.

My bag had slipped down on the floor unceremoniously. And my position brings my ear absurdly close to the side of his mouth as he holds me suspended mid fall.

" How many times will you try to kiss the floor, Princess ? Your sense of balance is horrible"

I turn my face and glare at him ordering the butterflies my stomach to go away whenever I look into those captivating brown eyes of his " Don't call me Princess " I snarl " And my sense of balance isn't horrible "

" Of course it is, " He says amusement written all over his face as he conveniently forgets to mention he was the one who stuck out his foot to trip me in the first place " I have to be your savior all the time "

" Yeah! Right " I snort pulling myself free of his grip and standing up " If by my savior you mean a sadistic psycho with nothing for a brain , Then I guess yes"

He says " Ouch " In a fake hurt voice as I walk past him and slump down in my chosen seat with a sinking feeling that the rest of the day in school won't be any good either.

And Boy am I right !

Forget the day , My entire week passes horribly.

My locker has turned into a Pandora box and The classes are no good either.

Especially, The chemistry practicals class.

Given that I have been paired with a smart looking girl who looks like she knows what she is doing in the practicals I had a feeling my lab partner would be reliable. But no ,Molly is anything but reliable

So much for wishful thinking.

Ambrose tortures me even in that class. The moment I turn my back to get the required chemicals noted down in my workbook he messes up with my pipettes, Beakers ,compounds and whatnot.

And by the end of the practicals when the entire class is holding out test tubes that are giving off a fruity odor, I am the only one who holds a test time the contents of which smells like rotten eggs.

No matter how many times I tell my lab partner to keep an eye . I don't know how he does it , but once he gives her a smile her brain goes on vacation straight to the Bermuda triangle and in the end I'm always the one who is on the receiving end of the teachers ' You are such a looser ' look .

If things were worst, They turn super worst in Astronomy class.

Ambrose volunteers to pair up with me in the project works !

I kiss my peace of mind Bye-Bye .

Day after day, My plight increases.

Ambrose being the biggest jerk in my life, howerver I continue clinging desperately to sane part of my brain that tells me not to react.

Until one day ,

I don't know what he has slipped into my test tube after charming my once- upon a time -smart but now no- more -smart Lab partner.

The moment I add required chemical to my test tube (as mentioned in the workbook ) The liquid inside my test tube turns from being colorless to yellow and with a hissing sound starts bubbling up, vigorously coming out of the test tube .Panicked I drop the test tube.

It shatters making the glass pieces flying everywhere and the yellow liquid staining the floor.

My lab partner's head snaps in my direction " You broke it " She says accusingly, as if I can't see that for myself

I glare ather annoyedd " Oh ! Now you are bothering to see the damage .What happens to you when Ambrose messes up things here ?"

Molly opens her mouth as if to say something but then shuts it again and walks away with a huff.

I stare down at the broken tube.There goes my hard work.

Ambrose comes over from his work station " Oops ! Poor test tube , may its soul rest in peace "

My restrain on my anger shatters . Screw not reacting !

I whirl towards him fuming " What the hell do you think you are doing ?"

" Mourning the loss of an innocent test tube, " He says cheekily

If it's not clear by now , I'm in no mood for jokes

" You moron I don't know what you did to the chemicals but it started bubbling up and coming out of the test tube " I can no longer control my anger " You could have hurt me "

" Hurt you ?" Ambrose asks looking geniuenly surprised " It was just a little---"

"Whatever " I cut him " You can say all you want but I won't...." I stop abruptly when I feel something get into my left eye. I raise my hand immediately to rub it when he reaches out and takes my wrist ," Don't you will only make it worse "

Perplexed I look at himas he steps closer to me

" What are you do----" My words stop when I feel his hand rest gently my faceas the thumb of his other hand tenderly brushes my lower eyelid,making Warm tingles spread all along my body because of the soft and gentle contact .

" Its just an eye las,h " He says looking at me ,and for some reason when our eyes connect I feel my heart beat pick up speed.

And I guess I'm imagining it but his eyes soften as he looks into mine and his warm hand remains on the side of my face a little longer as he softly brushes the top of my cheek with his thumb " I will never hurt you "

His words all but steal my breath away as much as the sincerity in his intense eyes does.

But the moment passes as quickly and as abruptly as it has come. He steps away from me with a devilish smirk on his face " That chemical would have just turned your fingers yellow for a while and nothing more "

I blink

Yellow fingers !

Whatever unknown feels I have been feeling get swiftly replaced by anger.

To hell with not reacting ! Enough is Enough !

If Ambrose Wilde wants a war so be it......

Seconds later I frown at myself.

Why the hell does my hand keep touching the spot where he brushed his thumb on my cheek ?