Bring it on, Nasty!!

Chapter 6

Maira

" All eyes will be on you today , Won't it be great? " Renee says excitedly as she drives us towards the Alham high school . I swallowed trying to look enthusiastic but unlike Renee I don't do well with attention.

Being the center of attention makes me uneasy. Rachel understands this and gives my hand a little squeeze. She is can be so unlike her twin sometimes.

Although when the twins offered to drive me to school today morning I insisted that they don't but secretly I'm grateful they hadn't listened to me. I can use some more time in their warm and familiar presence to beat my anxiety about sticking out like a sore thumb in my new school because Renee keeps raving how the arrival of a new person in the school is a big deal in this small town high school.

" You'll have to make a grand entrance, " Renee says looking at my clothes from the driver's mirror " You should have worn something better, You really should have let me help you dress up " She says, and not for the first time

" I think I'll pass " I tell her politely declining. Renee is the kind of girl who follows the latest trends even if it means wearing uncomfortable looking deadly high heels. Though I have nothing against fashion or high heels I'm more of a person who dresses for comfort. A cute T-shirt, jeans and a pair of sneakers doesn't seem bad to me. And maybe I'm not much updated with the latest fashion but I would like to think I have a decent sense of dressing.

When the car stops I really wish they could come to school with me but as it is ,the timing of their special course starts after lunch until then I'll have to be alone. I sigh dejectedly getting out of the car.

"Don't worry, we will see you by lunch " Rachel says.

" Enjoy all the attention you get today! " Renee says cheerfully and I force my self to smile as I wave them away.

Well, they both might have behaved like I was a toddler going to school for the first time in my life but I adore both of them, even the crazy Renee.

I find my way to the front office of the school and the red-haired receptionist gives me a broad smile "Welcome, Ms .Gracemer " She doesn't even bother looking down at my documents confirming my worst fear that arrival of a new girl was indeed a pretty big deal in this small town school. " Umm...Hi " I say awkwardly.

Her smile doesn't falter one bit as she hands me my class schedule and school map" I really hope you will like being here at Alham High "

I walk out of the office giving her what I hope was a pleasant smile.

As I walk inside the school building I try not to feel weird as people stare at me

Seriously! what's such a big deal about a new girl ? Like every normal person, I have two eyes, Two hands and two legs . Fortunately, I don't have to walk around school much thanks to the map clenched in my hand I find my classroom pretty quickly.

My first class is Organic Chemistry, One of my least favorite subjects.

The rest of my classes are pretty much normal except for the one that stands out, Astronomy.

I was more or less forced to choose this elective.

Though I very much wanted to choose Mass communication. But the class was full and no other was available except Astronomy and it was a compulsion to choose an elective.

I quietly walk into my classroom. But there are no empty seats in the back for me to avoid the stares of my classmates so I take one of the two empty chairs in the middle of the classroom.

And just to avoid their stares and with the hope that maybe people will lose whatever interest they have in staring at the new girl if they see me doing totally boring things like pull my books out of my backpack, place them on my desk and flip open my new notebook with a pen clenched in my hand.

By now some of them do lose interest maybe the others would have too....

I feel a tap on my shoulder " I think you owe me an apology "

Bewildered I look up at the person standing in front of me and blink, Is this incredibly hot guy talking to me?

Apology? what Apology? I think confused.

"Well, What are you waiting for ?" He demands in a smooth arrogant voice.

I frown " Excuse me, Are you talking to me? "

He arches an eyebrow " I guess I am ,but maybe I should be louder if you are deaf "

I immediately stiffen in my seat .

What is wrong with this guy?

Hot or not, He has no right to talk to me this way. Awkwardness be damned!

" I'm not deaf but you..." I say looking at him pointedly " Whoever you are, you are disgusting "

His eyes narrow sharply as he takes the empty seat beside me and leans in closer " You threw up on me and you say I'm disgusting "

For a few seconds, I'm speechless.

This is the guy I threw up on!

A river of apologies rushes up to my mouth but I clamp it shut.

I would have apologized If he had asked me politely .but now, there was no way in hell he would be getting an apology from me.

But apparently, He takes my silence as my willingness to apologize and makes himself comfortable in the seat beside me as he slides his books up on the desk and gives me an expectant look.

'No Dude not gonna happen In a million years', I think and coolly turn my face away from him.

" What ? " he says with impatience.

" I might have apologized if up haven't been so mean "

More than seeing it if feel his glare sharpen at me, I suppress a smile.

There is no doubt from his arrogant attitude that he is used to getting what he wants, but if he thinks he can get an apology from me he will be sorely disappointed.

" You heard me right " I say looking back at him " Or should I be louder? " I say sweetly, parroting his own words to him.

The way his face turns to stone it is clear he picked on it too " Apologize " He demands.

This guy has a huge ego !

" No "

" Apologize " He repeats glaring

" No " I say matching his glare with my own.

" Those could have been my favorite pair of sneakers " He says angrily

"Were they? " I question

" That's not the point, " He says dismissively " Apologize "

" Nope " And before I knew it the pen I'm holding is out of my hands and is in his as he quickly scratches a line on my empty page.

For a minute my mouth just drops open, Seriously ! How childish I almost laugh but then I realize it isn't actually about drawing lines on my new book, at all. It's about taking revenge on me!

And as petty as this was and I know I'm too mature for this, I can't stop the irrational fury I feel

" What the hell did you just do now ?" I ask my voice shaking with suppressed anger.

"This, " He says calmly and moves his hand across my desk and scratches another line on the paper.

'That's it! ' I snap .

As fast as lighting I grab my other pen, I flip open his book . I don't care if it is his textbook and scratch down a long line myself.

After that......

All hell breaks loose.

He reaches out quickly to scratch down lines in my book and I dart towards his book at the same time trying to push his stupidly strong hand away from my book.

The i***t moves his pen across the page so forcefully, The entire page rips out of the book and before he can do any further damage I half jump out of my seat towards his already covered in scratches book, but before I can succeed in my mission I feel a strong jerk around my waist as he pulls me away mid-air.

With one strong arm around my waist he somehow succeeds in grabbing both my wrists in his other hand.

His stupid hands are too damn big !!

And not to mention strong too. Nevertheless, I fight like a wildcat to free myself.

But soon realize it won't do me any good. So I change tack-ticks, I try headbutting him.

He moves his face away easily " Whoa! Relax Princess " He says mockingly and it makes my blood boil " Don't you dare call me anything " I jerk my head towards him in an attempt to hit him when suddenly I realize how close our faces are.

He practically has me sitting on his lap, my side is plastered to the front of his chest. An involuntary gasp escapes me when I see his ridiculously handsome face and his perfectly chiseled features in HD version . A sudden jolt of warmth races through my body and by the way his eyes widen slightly I knew he felt it too.

Those eyes of his are such deep, dark shade of brown they could be mistaken for black, Yet not. There are flecks of black amidst the sea of brown and the deep brown orbs of his iris are surrounded by a black outline

And For the first time I realize what the term ' Mesmerizing ' eyes, that I have read about so many times in novels mean.

A loud sound of throat clearing snaps me out of the haze and I see a teacher standing in front of us with a deep scowl on his face

" I would say the new student to introduce herself but it seems like she had already made acquaintances " He looks at us pointedly and I realize I'm still in his lap. I leap away so quickly I almost trip in my hurry and have to grip the edge of the desk to prevent myself from kissing the floor .

Blood painfully rushes to my cheeks almost burning them as all around myself I hear chuckles and sniggers.

I very much want to dig a hole in the very floor of this classroom, crawl inside and die.

'I don't like this world anymore ' My mind whines.

Despite my wishes and feeling like I'm drowning inside an ocean full of embarrassment, Pacific size. Holding on to whatever little scraps of dignity I have left I walk over to my seat and sit down, trying my best to pretend nothing super embarrassing had happened to me.

The teacher moves away to start the class.

But thanks to the spectacle I just made of myself, I guess I have reserved a permanent place for myself as the class clown.

I try to bury my face in the book so no one can see my flaming cheeks but ,not before I shoot my death glare to the person responsible for this.

Who is obnoxious enough to wink at me with a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

Damn him!

After my fist class I'm convinced I'm the most unlucky girl in this whole school.

I made an enemy , embarrassed myself in front of the entire class , embarrassed myself in front of the teacher and also became the laughing stock of the class. All within an hour!

Bravo!

But my spirits lift up a little when the second class starts , Botany. It is one of my most favorite subjects and by the third period I'm quite used to people staring it me and I have completely stopped feeling awkward about it.

My spirits lift up drastically when I see the library. Though it turns out pretty quickly that it is not as good as my previous school's library, it is decent enough. I find out few latest books that are on my TBR list in the new arrivals section and decide to borrow them I soon as I get my library card made.

It has been quiet a while since I read a book and uploaded a review of it my blog, which deals with book reading. With all the things going on my dad lately I was stuck with the book slump.

' But not anymore ' I think to myself with a smile .

My smile turns into a grin as the lunch time draws near. As soon as Rachel finds me she drags me to the cafeteria and I give both of them my day's ( Or rather half the day's ) update.

Though none of them eat they insist I eat something.

"Jeez! You landed in a guy's lap on the very first day of school ! "Though both the twins exclaim at the same thing, their expressions vastly vary .

Rachel looks horrified whereas Renee looks excited.

I nod my face coloring with embarrassment even now.

" Was the guy cute? " Renee asks on the edge of her chair, Rachel gives me a pained look.

I snort at Renee " Seriously ! you are impossible "

" Oh come on! I just want to know if he was cute " She whines and then her eyes widen in horror as she gasps " Or was he a total creep? "

" Does it matter ? " I mumble

" Yes ,Yes It so totally does ! "

Unable to comprehend her logic I look away from her and my eyes land on a table at the far end of the cafeteria. There he is, with his friends. My tormentor .Laughing and chatting with his friends like every other normal person in the cafeteria

As if sensing my eyes on him, the guy looks my direction.

I duck my head down quickly " Three o'clock ! Three o'clock !" I say to my cousins hurriedly under my breath. They both look at me bewildered as Rachel looks down at her wristwatch

" Maira, It's not..."

" I don't mean the time " I say irritated " I mean the guy who tortured me "

" The one in who's lap you landed on? " Renee supplies helpfully.

I resist the urge to roll my eyes at her " Yes he. The one in green t-shirt ,Don't..." I try to stop Renee and Rachel as their heads immediately together turn in his direction.

You would think the girls could use some discretion.

Fortunately, He doesn't see them.

Only half a second later after looking at him, Renee lets out an excited shriek " That's Ambrose Wilde! "

Me and Rachel both hurriedly ask her to calm down as I quickly look around to make sure no one has heard us. I think I have suffered enough humiliation for today.

Thankfully, Nobody is paying any attention to the blonde girl who is gushing about a disgustingly rude boy " Oh my gosh ! Oh my gosh ! You were sitting in his lap "

I grimace " It was an accident "

" Why can't such accidents happen to me ?" She pouts.

I roll my eyes at her " If you haven't heard a single word of what I have said until now , Let me give you a short version of it, he is a really big jerk "

" He is gorgeous! " Renee says dreamily.

I glare at my cousin sister doubting if we really do share the same family tree.

" Will you stop drooling over him? " I question after long minutes of failed discussion with her.

" Umm....Not possible I guess " She replies genuinely.

" He is single, you know, " She says unnecessarily " All his friends are in committed relationships"

And she goes ahead naming his friends for me, " The one with brown hair is Shiki "

As discreetly as possible I look at the guy and Whoa! despite myself, For more than a complete minute my eyes remain glued to his face.

He is beyond handsome. With that dead drop gorgeous face of his, he can make any male model feel like he is covered in boils and though he is sheer perfection like a living breathing Greek God , Ambrose has the wild kind of roguish handsomeness that seems dangerously alluring and insanely magnetic and attractive at the same time.

I honestly have never seen a guy rock close-cropped dark hair as he does, and those features.....I frown at myself what the hell is wrong with me?

I don't find Ambrose Wild handsome.

Nope, Not at all.

The other guy who is so extremely muscular I'm surprised his shirt didn't tare up is Brandon, he was good looking too the other one who was slightly lean was Raze, the girls on the table were no less in the looks department

The blonde goddess was Reema , The one with an exotic olive complexion and long dark hair that fell to her waist was Tess and the one with curly brown hair and the most petite waist I have ever seen was Zuri .

Where they all models who ran away from the runway ?

Ran away from the runway ? Did you get it ?

Sometimes I slay myself !!

I'm laughing to myself when the bell rings announcing the end of lunch and Rachel and Renee get up hurriedly to get to their class.

" A Word of caution, " Renee says before slipping away " Stay away from Celeste "

"Who's she? " I ask confused

" Ambrose's Ex , Who is still not over him "