Rich Boys Academy

CHAPTER SIX

"What was it again, Rick?" I asked teasingly with a huge smirk plastered on my face.

Everyone groaned saying, "C'mon, Rick! Just say it!"

"Yeah, say it, Rick! My body's killing me!" Drake whined as he continued to plank.

It's been three weeks already and yet no one have guessed my name right. Today's Friday and instead of making them guess my name, I made them plank for the whole two hours since they were always wrong.

So everyone gave up, finally saying they're sorry, except for Rick; but I told them that they cannot stop planking until Rick says he's sorry too.

I evilly smirked as I saw their arms tremble from the pain. They were yelling at Rick to say sorry.

"Come on, man! Say sorry already!"

"F*ck you, Rick! Just say it!"

"Rick! Say it!"

Rick groaned inwardly and sighed. "Fine. I'm sorry," he muttered under his breath.

"What was it, Rick?" I teased. "Did you say something?"

"B*tch," he muttered again.

I smirked and said, "Plus thirty minutes."

Everyone groaned loudly.

"The hell with you Rick!" Henry exclaimed.

"Okay, okay!" Rick yelled making everyone's groaning and whining stop.

"I'm sorry. I was wrong..." he trailed off and gritted his teeth, "Teacher."

A huge grin made its way on my lips and I grinned proudly at them as they all fell to the floor.

"Good job, guys." I beamed. "Finally, you learned how to say you're sorry. It wasn't that hard was it?"

"This is t*****e," Cremo whined as he breathed heavily, lying on the floor.

"So, tell us your name," Kirt demanded as he sat up in a lotus position.

"Yeah, you promised us that if we all said sorry, you're going to tell us your name." Sky added.

I nodded my head. "Yeah, I did."

"Then what the hell is your name?" Kido spurted out.

I smiled and said, "Everyone, my name is Sarah Greene, your GMRC teacher for the whole semester. It's nice to finally meet you." I ended with a little bow.

They softly chuckled and some snorted at my introduction.

Then as if on cue, the bell rang indicating the end of the class. Everyone stood up and took their bags as they left the gym.

"See y’all next week! Have a great weekend!" I chirped as I walked to pick up my backpack. I was the last one to leave the gym.

* * *

I glanced at my wrist watch and it says 8:27pm. I sighed and stood up. I stacked the papers on Mr. Bryne's table before I went out the faculty's office.

If I wasn't good enough to help Mr. Bryne check his student's papers, I wouldn't do it. But I saw how much work he had and I couldn't help myself but ask to help him since I wasn't doing anything anyway.

As I passed the fountain walking towards the dorm building, I saw a guy sauntering towards the gate.

The guy was wearing a white shirt and a black pair of jeans with a black cap on his head. His hands, on his jean's front pockets.

No one should leave the school premises at this hour, I thought.

I scrunched up to clearly see who that guy was. And my eyes widened when I realized that it was Mr. Scary Devil.

"Xavier Walton," I whispered to myself.

"Hey, Mr. Walton!" I called but before he could hear me, he was already out the gate and I found myself following him like a quiet mouse.

He was heading into the woods and he was walking fast. Maybe he sensed that someone's following him.

"Mr. Walton!" I called but he ignored. Or maybe he was quite too distant to hear my voice. "Hey, Mr. Walton!"

"Wait!" I called again.

He was walking faster and faster that it was hard for me to follow him in the dark. Good thing, the moon was shining brightly tonight.

"Mr. Walton! Where are you?" I called again when I realized that I wasn't following him anymore. I lost him.

Then the information crept into my head. I am alone in the woods.

In. The. Woods!

Dark woods!

An owl flew past me and I screamed in shock. I ran as fast as I could still screaming in fear.

I stopped when I think I heard a growl from the bushes. My heart started to race faster and I was trembling in fear. I closed my eyes and whispered to myself.

"Please, don't eat me."

"Please, don't be a wolf."

"Please, spare my life."

Just when I opened my eyes, a white rabbit hopped in front of me and I sighed in relief.

Aw, what a cute rabbit.

But when the rabbit whipped its head at me, I screamed in great fear when I saw his eyes were deadly red.

I ran as fast as I could away from the rabbit and I didn't even know where I was going but I was too scared to notice.

The trees looked like they were alive and that they were going to eat me, so I ran faster until I tripped into one of the tree's big root.

I was expecting my body to hit the ground but to my surprise, I was caught in someone's arms.

I looked up to see the image of the person who was now carrying me but my vision was too blurry to even notice the person's face.

"Sh*t," the person cursed. "Don't you dare passㅡ"

And everything went black.

* * *

I woke up smiling, but still with my eyes closed. It was all a bad dream. I pulled the sheets closer to me and I sighed in relief. I was in my room.

I opened my eyes slowly and got up as I rubbed them.

I blinked and rubbed them twice.

Oh, geez!

This isn't my room!

I got out from bed and I realized that it was still dark outside. I also realized that I was in a tree house. A beautifully made tree house to be exact.

But I couldn't care less because I was freaking out!

I looked over the window and saw a guy sitting on the ground as he skipped rocks on the lake.

My heart started to beat faster than its usual pace. I am still in the woods! With a guy!

Am I kidnapped?

Oh my gosh!

I sat back down on the bed frantically and fidgeted with my fingers as I processed my surroundings. Then I remembered that I passed out.

I gasped.

Who could this guy be? I thought.

Xavier Walton?

OMG. This guy could kill me!

But what if it was someone else—someone scarier and deadlier?

What if he's a murderer!?

Or a cannibal!?

If he was a cannibal, you were already fried by now, my subconscious said.

Yeah, you got a point there.

But still! He's spelling DANGEROUS!

I stood up and looked for something to defend myself with and I found a baseball bat, surprisingly.

I slowly and quietly climbed down the stairs from the tree house while grasping the bat tightly.

I walked closer towards the guy and was ready to smack him with the bat when suddenly the guy looked at me over his shoulder.

"You could put that down," he said with a smirk on his face.

My eyes widened and glared at him, still pointing the bat to him. I took a step backwards as I try to compose myself and not tremble.

"No! You're dangerous, Walton! You could even kill me by now!" I spurted out.

He softly chuckled and turned his face back to the lake and continued skipping rocks.

"If I wanted to kill you, I could've done that in your sleep." He said and glanced at me then skipped a rock.

I raised an eyebrow and nodded.

He's right. He could've done that when I was asleep.

"But that doesn't mean you're no danger to me," I retorted and unconsciously put the bat down.

He shrugged and skipped another rock. I sighed.

"How long did I pass out?" I asked, still not moving from where I stood.

"About an hour," he replied, not even glancing at me.

I nodded.

"You know, you don't have to be afraid of me." He added as he played with the small rock on his hand.

"And why is that? You were all dog mad at me the last time I saw you." I utterly detested.

I can sense a small smile on his face even if his back was faced towards me.

He didn't answer, instead he skipped another rock.

I sighed and sat on the ground, a good distance away from him if he was thinking of doing something scary and/or deadly. He was still skipping rocks and I didn't realize that I was staring at him until he spoke.

"You should stop staring at me like that. I can feel my back burning from your stare," he teased and glanced at me.

I sent him a glare and looked away.

"You wish!" I snorted.

He chuckled.

Silence crept around us and all I could hear was the sound of the night and his rock skipping.

"Where have you been?" I asked, breaking the silence between us. He didn't answer.

"I mean, why aren't you showing up in my class anymore?" I added.

He was silent for a moment and he threw the last rock towards the lake then he sighed.

"I don't know," he said.

"You gotta give me more than that," I demanded. "Your grades are on the line, Mr. Walton."

He sighed again and I saw his back slump as he did.

"Will you stop calling me that?"

"What? Mr. Walton?"

"Yes!" He exclaimed but not too loud. "That! I hate that name!"

I swallowed the lump in my throat and said, "I'm sorry."

He sighed again.

I groaned. "Why do you keep on sighing?"

He didn't answer.

"Hello?" I added, waving a hand at him even though he couldn't see it.

"It's because you're here!" He muttered and let his head down. He rubbed his hands on his face and sighed again.

"Will you just sit beside me so I don't feel so bad about myself?" He said, more like demanded and he glanced at me.

My eyes widened, making me swallow. He sighed again, looking back to the lake. He took another small rock from the ground and skipped it again.

"You don't have to if you don't want to," he added.

I stood up and I don't know why but I sat beside him. His eyes widened a bit in surprise. His eyes looked a bit happy and calm but he masked it off quickly as he looked away.

I didn't realize that I was examining his face for a while now. He's got long dark eyelashes and his nose was perfectly formed, his eyebrows were quite thick but it was also perfectly formed. I wonder if he pricks his eyebrows. And his cheeks look so soft that I felt the urge to touch it.

He's just too handsome for a human being.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" He teased, but he wasn't looking at me.

"Because you're too handsome," I said and he looked at me, surprised at my sudden reply.

Then my eyes widened at what I just said. "Oh my gosh! I did not just say that! Ew!" I exclaimed as I looked away.

He laughed. And it surprised me because it was not just any laugh. It was a real one.

Xavier Walton's real laugh.

"Are you a vampire? I think you compelled me because that was clearly not me saying you're handsome." I added and he continued to laugh as I rolled my eyes.

"That was obviously you, babe." He said and sent me a wink. I sighed and rolled my eyes again.

"Don't worry, I know I'm too handsome to handle." He added smugly and smirked.

"You wish!" I snorted and I punched him playfully on the arm and he fraudulently winced. Then we both laughed.

Wait, did Mr. Devil and I just share a laugh?

What on earth is happening right now?

Why do I feel comfortable with this devil?

I was so scared at him a while ago and now, I'm talking and laughing with him like we were friends.

Weird.

Like totes.

"Look," he said like a whisper as he pointed towards the lake.

I looked up and followed his gaze but I saw nothing.

I furrowed my eyebrows looking at him and said, "There's nothing."

"Wait for it." He smirked and I looked back to the lake in front of us.

"And the countdown ends in three, two..." he trailed off.

"One," he whispered.

My eyes widened in amusement when fireflies started flying around us.

"Wow," I said in awestruck. "I haven't seen fireflies before."

"They're beautiful!" I gushed as I engulf myself with the beauty of the little creatures.

"I know," he said. "They come out at exactly eleven at night."

"Wow," I gushed again. "That is so cool."

He nodded and smiled at me.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw his smile for the first time. His real smile! It was a beautiful smile. And I felt like I was perfectly stunned by it.

His smile has the same beauty as the fireflies around us. And I've never seen a guy who looks way more attractive with just a simple smile. It makes my heart flutter.

He really should smile more often.

He looked so charming and endearing.

He chuckled and I was too star struck to move.

Am I in love?

No. No way.

Too fast. Too fast, Sarah.

Love at first smile doesn't exist. Get a grip of yourself!

His chuckle faded and before I could get a grip of myself, he gazed at me with a dreamy and soft look on his eyes and I think I just swooned over it.

He took a strand of my hair away from my face and he smiled again.

That smile.

His eyes never left mine and his face softened as he stared at me. His fake facade of a bad boy slowly went down to the drain as he inched closer towards me.

All I can see is a softhearted guy who only wants happiness in his life.

And before I realized what was happening, he captured my lips with his and sealed it with a sweet gentle kiss.

My first kiss.

And I kissed him back gently while butterflies filled my stomach.

Too fast?

Definitely, too fast.