More than a game episode 4

🎲🎲🎲 More than a game 🎲🎲🎲
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🀄 Book four 🀄
 
 
🎊 Lee 🎊
I tapped my foot on the ground as the music pla-yed into my ears. I tapped my th!gh,l-ips twisted and head being nodded. I was waiting out for Iris, since I was the less busy one, I was to show her around. I expected her to be an early riser, but I expected wrong. I started snapping my f!ngers, dancing slowly to the song; rescue me by One Republic. I shook my head, I probably looked like an idiot dancing in front of the school, really pathetic but when have I ever cared. It was like that with me, something in my head always make me do crazy things. It’s like the crazy things kept me from overloading my awkward nature.
It’s ha-rd to explain.
I twirled around but bu-mped into someone. ‘Oomph!’ I gr-unted. Whoever the person was held me from falling and humiliating myself, – not that I care – his grip was ti-ght. ‘I’m sorry,’ I apologized, straining my n£¢k to see who held me ti-ght by my shoulders. ‘You can let me go now, plea-se?’
‘Humph,’ his de-ep voice made his gender known. I cleared my throat and wiggled out of his hold. I jumped around with a big grin, my signature grin. My grin got stuck to my face as I saw who I was looking at.
Standing in front of me was the cutest guy I have ever seen – beside my brother – and the first to make my heart skip. His hair was perfectly tousled, falling all over the place in razor spikes. He had a flawless, chiselled chins and plump shocking pinkl-ips. Tall, bulky and oyster like skin. He had a pretty little beauty mark right on his nose. Mouth watering.
‘Hi,’ I said with my grin, moving my earphone to my n£¢k.
‘You should look where you are dancing and be careful,’ he spat coldly. I frowned.
‘That was rude,’ I said frowningly. ‘Hi again, my name is…’
‘Don’t care, just stay away from me, you look like a crazy one.’ For some reason, that hurt.
‘Well this crazy one takes offense and insulting me because of a mistake is not acceptable. Who do you think you are to talk to me like that?’ I snapped, folding my arms intimid@t!ngly. He scoffed, glared at me and walked off. I gritted my teeth, I usually don’t get mad but he scored that goal. ‘Nice, very nice,’ I said with displea-sure.
‘Lee,’ Iris’s voice called. I looked at the direction of her voice. She had parked her car, most eyes on her. I was surprise she actually looked different. Casual but her clothing looked expensive. She went with jeans throu-gh and throu-gh and her violet hair and purple make-up stood out in the sunlight. She was wearing that small smile she always have on, nothing more, nothing less. ‘Good morning,’
‘Good morning, you look stunning… Where did you get the expensive jeans from?’
‘Since your brother is paying my bills now, I spent my own money changing my wardrobe. Is it nice enough… Wait, I don’t care.’ She waved her own concern off.
‘You honestly look everything I want you to look like; decent but yet expensive and S-xy.’
She chuckled lightly. ‘There is nothing about what I’m wearing that is S-xy.’
‘So you say,’ I drawled out. I took her hand and pu-ll-ed her in with me. She’s very beautiful, a little bit on edge when ma-king physical contact with anyone but she knew I wouldn’t take no for answer. ‘Hans went to see the doctors treating your mother…’ Her head snapped to me. ‘Yeah, he had a paper signed to transfer her to our family hospital. She’ll be taking very good care of there.’
‘Why wasn’t I informed?’
‘Oh, he wanted to surprise you after school today by taking you to the hospital. She’ll be transfered in three hours…’
‘Didn’t you say he wanted it to be a surprise?’ She asked gigglingly.
‘Yeah, it’s suppose…’ I g@sped, my hand flying to my hand. ‘Oh, I ruined the surprise,’ I cried. ‘plea-se, pretend like you didn’t hear me, plea-se pretend or I’m going to get killed.’
‘Hmmm, should I really keep quiet?’ She asked thoughtfully, a hint of pla-yfulness in her tone.
‘plea-se, new in-law,’ I pleaded, squee-zing her hand. She chuckled and bu-mped her h!ps with mine.
‘Does this look surprised enough?’ She asked, ma-king a dramatic shocked face, opening her mouth. I laughed.
‘That’s too obvious,’ I whined, nudging her rib. She chuckled.
‘Don’t worry, I’ll act very surprise when he takes me, trust me, I’m a good actress.’ She win-ked at me. I nodded my head. I showed her around the school; the gym, libr@ry – her first favorite p@rt – clubs, laboratory, – she loved it – computer club… I wasn’t surprise at her likes and the clubs she chose to join.
‘And this is the cheerleaders indoor practice room, we work most of our secret routines here. This is my favorite place in the school, next to the music section.’
‘Is it possible for me to join the cheer squad? I really want to join since I couldn’t back at my school. I was always so busy with work, I really wanna make use of my time now.’ She asked as we head out of the building for cheerleaders. I was leading her back to the main school building.
‘I never saw you as a cheerleader person,’
‘Yeah, I don’t look like a lot of things. I also want to join the dance clas-ses available in this school, is that possible?’
‘I fear you don’t have that kind of schedule, you have to work, right?’
‘Can I at least join one?’ She asked calmly. ‘Ballet to be precise.’
‘You like ballet?’ I asked with wi-de eyes.
‘Bun haired girls in ti-ght leggings and tutus, no, I don’t like it.’
‘Then why do you want to join?’ I asked curiously.
‘I did my homework, Maggie is in ballet clas-s, right?’ She sm-irked. ‘I’m pla-ying my p@rt very w… Isn’t that Hans?’ I trailed her eyepoint to Hans who had a girl pinned to a locker; one hand at the side of her head and the other one in the pocket of his denim jeans p@n-ts. The poor girl was blu-shing convulsively, her n£¢k flu-shed from sheepishness and nervousness. She was giggling like an idiot, not daring to look into his eyes. ‘So, I’m dealing with a flir-t,’ Iris chuckled. ‘Why am I not surprise.’
‘I’m sorry about this, Hans isn’t usually like this… flir-ty,’ I said apologetically.
‘I don’t really care but it is in my character to act like as the “girlfriend”, bit-chy huh?’ She smiled. ‘That’s the Maggie? The one staring at Hans like a lioness?’ I roamed my eyes around the hall and found Ivan in the midst of his new gang and Maggie and her three idiot wannabes. I chuckled at the look on Ivan’s and Maggie’s face. Ivan looked annoyed, Maggie was jealous.
‘Yes, those are the tits,’
‘Alright, now it’s my turn.’
‘Light, c@m£ra…’ I started saying pla-yfully.
‘Action!’ She said with me. She chuckled while I giggled.
Drama time.
⚡ Hans’ standpoint ⚡
Who knew being flir-ty could be so fun, I should have done it more often than less. The girl – whose name I was still yet to memorize – was blu-shing, her face a light carmine. Her giggles were soft, annoying but bearable. She was hvgging her books so ti-ght her hands were turning pale. Poor books, wouldn’t be able to breathe.
‘Ahem,’ someone cleared her throat. The voice was slightly de-ep but very plea-sant and quite silky. I turned my head to look at the owner of the voice, my flir-ty smile rising to a big bur-sted grin. She rolled her eyes and folded her arms, a incredulous look on her face.
‘Morning beautiful,’
‘Don’t even start with that cute attitude,’ she said in annoyance.
Wow, is she really mad? I thought this was just a game.
‘Fine,’ I pushed myself off the locker my hand was, raising both hands up in surrender. ‘It’s not what it looks like, we were just talking.’
‘Oh is that now? Should I lean on a locker and have a boy talk to me the exact way you are doing then,’ she said ironically. ‘I’m sure you would be so plea-se about that.’
‘I’m sorry, I wasn’t going to do anything with her, she’s not my type anyways.’ I glanced at the girl as she g@sped.
‘Don’t insult her, she didn’t beg you to flir-t with her… You know what, I’m not going to do this right now. This is my first day here and I’m alre-ady noticing nons-en-se. Thanks for the grand welcome b©yfri£nd.’ She spat venomously. I was torn between deciding if she was faking or for real.
She pushed me aside aggressively, showing her irritation and annoyance. I looked over at Lee who didn’t look plea-sed at all. I grit my teeth against my bo-ttoml!pgently, turned and jogged after her. ‘Come on Unicorn, I’m sorry!’ I shouted, loving the way everyone was noticing her. Honestly, with that hair and outfit, who wouldn’t. She gave me her middle f!nger, intentionally walking pas-s Ivan and his group of hooligans. ‘Unicorn!’
‘St©p calling me that,’ she snapped. ‘It’s annoying,’ I broke into a run to close the distant between us. I snatched her wrist and pu-ll-ed her into an empty clas-s. She didn’t argue, just let me pu-ll her in. ‘What was the meaning of that!’ She flared, immediately I closed the blinds.
‘Meaning of what?’
‘That flir-ty thing you did out there with that girl,’
‘Wait, you are genuinely mad?’
‘Of course I am,’ she huffed.
‘But, you aren’t suppose to get attached. This isn’t real. I can’t have you falling in love with me so soon.’ She face palmed herself, drawing it down her face. She snapped those f!ngersand exhaled.
‘Falling in love with you is never going to happen, always remember that. Two, don’t you think ma-king me look like the girl you claim to love but can easily cheat on is bad for my reputation? Many would use that against me and that would make annoying them almost impossible.’ She spoke calmly. I itched the scruff of my n£¢k.
‘I didn’t think about that, I’m sorry.’ I apologized. She gave me her small smile.
‘Just st©p flir-ting for now. If you wanna flir-t, flir-t with me only when the tits are looking. Hope my acting was good.’
‘fv¢k, I almost believed it myself.’ I laughed. She nodded a little, her smile wiped out of her face. She don’t smile too much, just a small one.
‘I am a clas-s lower, eleventh grade. What do we do about that?’ She asked softly, leaning on a desk.
‘Nothing much,’ I shrugged. ‘I help you carry your bag and books to your clas-ses everyday, when I have time. We eat lunch together at the cafeteria and make enough love sick drama each day. It would be like normal couples. You are free to have friends, mingle with anyone you want to and no other ear must know about our deal.’
‘I don’t nee-d friends, they are waste of my valuable time. And if I do nee-d any friend, Lee is enough acquaintance.’
‘Are you sure?’ I asked with concern.
‘There is nothing to be concern about, I am fine the way I am,’ she tiled her head cutely. ‘Should I be worried about any other girl here?’
‘Skipper Leighton, Leslie Louis and Tamar Wine…’
‘Wine,’ she chuckled. ‘Anyone else?’
‘There are like eleven more girls that fight themselves over me,’ I said, not being able to hide my sm-irk.
‘Just eleven?’
‘The ones I know. I think they are more but I am more aware of these fourteen girls,’ I said coolly, my correction in my tone. She nodded in un-derstanding and exhaled again.
‘I can do this,’ she said more to herself than to me. I watched her stand there, gritting her teeth on herl-ips. Her fists were clenched, beautiful brown eyes somewhere other than here. ‘Of course I know it’s going to be ha-rd , I’m fighting it.’
‘Iris,’ I called softly, snapping my f!ngersin front of her face. She j£rked and looked at me flvstered. ‘Are you afraid?’
‘No, just nervous. Never in my life did I expect to find myself pla-ying such game. When would this end? What is the point?’
‘It has no point,’ I said honestly. ‘I just want to make him feel a lot of pain. Sorry if you feel like I’m using you.’
‘I don’t mind, my mother is more important…’ She trailed off, leaving her words hanging. I studied her b©dy language; the way it shuddered with excitement, nails twitched, eyes sheening with happiness and many other different emotions. Herl-ips raised in a half sneer like smile, it was amazing how cute she looked with that look.
With a knowing chuckle, I shoved my hands into my back pockets and swayed myself on my foot with a bounce at the end. ‘Lee told you, didn’t she?’ It sounded like a question but it wasn’t. She g@sped, her eyes snapping to mine. ‘Don’t worry, I wasn’t really expecting her to keep her mouth shut, she’s Lee.’
‘Can you pretend like I don’t know? I don’t want Lee to be upset.’
‘Trust me sweetheart, Lee never gets mad.’
‘Can we go now?’ Don’t wanna be late.’
‘Okay, shall we milady?’ I asked with a low bow, stretching my hand to her. She rolled her eyes and stood up from the desk she was leaning on. ‘Come on, take my hand,’
‘Rule number two, social distance, let’s practice that.’
I snorted and walked to her, she shifted back to get away from her. ‘St©p commenting on his look, that’s annoying.’ She snapped at herself?
I chuckled. ‘Are you seriously thinking about my looks?’ I asked amusedly. She squealed. With an unexpected speed, she ran around me and out of the clas-s. And Melody said she’s more worried about me?
🔷 Ivan 🔷
I stood far away from Iris’s clas-sroom door. I wanted her to come out so I could talk to her. It was a clas-s before lunch period. Ten minutes to go, I was growing nervous. The teacher stepped out of the clas-s with her bag, heading the other way. ba-rely two seconds later, she walked out in a hurry.
‘St©p it Violet, you are bothering me,’ she huffed. She’s fond of talking to herself like there is someone there. ‘I don’t care if you think he’s S-xy, just leave me alone.’ Her eyes met mine. She rolled it away and made to walk past me but I held her back by her arm.
‘We nee-d to talk,’
‘Too bad, I don’t want to talk to you.’ She spat.
‘So you are d@t!nghim,’ I said bitterly. She wh!pped her hand away from mine and flexed her muscles.
‘Yes Violet, I know he’s annoying too.’ She said to herself again, looking at her side.
‘Iris, you can’t d@t£ him, I love you and he doesn’t. See how he was flir-ting with that girl earlier?’ She tilted her head with a sm-irk.
‘He’s hor-nyand S-xually starved. I guess I would have to finally give him my b©dy to keep him to me,’
‘Don’t even think about that,’ I growled. ‘Your b©dy is mine!’
‘Keep telling yourself that over and over again, and maybe then it would come true,’ she paused and looked at her left. ‘In ten thousand years.’
‘You will break up with him or else…’
‘Or else what,’ she said with a threatening tone, c0cking her h!ps and folding her arms un-der her brea-sts. Her bo-ob s pushed up, her cle-avagebecoming more apparent throu-gh her V-n£¢k lilac t©p. I wiggled my nose. ‘Do you pay my bills? Are you my father? fv¢k, never. That $h!t can never occur. Stay away from me.’
‘I would never do that,’
‘Then that’s your own bad luck,’ she made to walk out on me but I held her back and spun her around, pushing her against the wall. ‘What the fv¢k! Let go of me!’
‘No,’
‘Ian, let go of me this moment or you’ll be sorry,’ she threatened again, her calm voice turning icy.
‘My name is Ivan!!!’ Student were alre-ady gathering, watching the scene.
‘I…don’t..care,’ she spat. I was hurled backward with a great f0rç£, colliding into three girls. My head bu-tt with one, pain surging throu-gh my head. I stood up re-ady to attack the person. My nostrils flared when I saw that it was Hans who had thrown me away.
‘Piss off Mould,’ he snarled, his golden brown eyes completely black. I knew fighting him would be a hopeless turnout. With my pride trampled on, I turned and walked out of the gathering crowd.
The fight would be for another day.
 
To be continued.