Chapter 10: Old friend, new enemy
"Get away from me." Musa narrowed her eyes at the boy who was walking beside her.
"Oh, come on. You know you want to go out with me. Everybody does." he chuckled and slung an arm on Musa's shoulders but she shrugged him off.
"No. I've said it once and I won't say it twice."
"Well then, go on a date with me." he grinned.
"Look boy, I don't even know your name but I'm already fed up with you." Musa stopped abruptly and turned towards him. "If you don't get the hell far away from me, you'll never see tomorrow."
"Jason. My name's Jason." he introduced himself. "Every girl in this school wants to be with me. So, why don't you? I like you, you're feisty and definitely tasty too."
"Arrogant perverted self-centered boy." Musa muttered and started walking away but not before she said, "Look here, Mason or whatever you say your name is, I don't want to go on a date with you. Go find some other innocent girl to pester and quit those perverted thoughts from entering your head. Seriously."
Jason, not knowing when to give up chased after her and tried to ask Musa out on a date, again.
"No." Musa eyes flashed dangerously and she punched Jason in the gut.
"Oof." Jason doubled over and crouched down.
"Don't say I didn't warn you."
"I saw what you did to Jason." Riven congratulated Musa as soon as she met up with the others under the oak tree.
"Good punch." Timmy commented.
"Awesome. Maybe he's learned his lesson." Stella said.
"I doubt it. Jerks like him don't know the word 'give up'." Musa said.
"There you are, Riven." the girl from Music came up to where the Winx and Specialists were.
"Who's she?" Musa whispered to Tecna.
"Veronica." she replied.
'Veronica!' Musa thought darkly.
"What's she doing?"
"She have a crush on Riven." Stella explained.
When Musa heard that, she smirked and went up to Riven and Veronica.
"Veronica, it's been a long time." Musa greeted her with fake sweetness and leaned in for a hug.
"Oh Musa, long time no see." Veronica replied with the same amount of sweetness in her voice and hugged Musa briefly. "I thought you went to boarding school."
The Winx, Specialists and Riven watched with confused expression at this strange exchange between Musa and Veronica.
"Yes, I did. But I came back because I missed you oh so much."
"Really? Or was it you were expelled? Again?" Veronica smiled innocently but her voice had a hint of nastiness in it.
The Winx and Specialists gasped but Musa didn't even bat an eyelid when she replied, "As a matter of fact, yes. I was expelled."
"I knew it."
"Oh really?" Musa raised her eyebrow and grabbed Riven's hand.
Veronica saw this and she does not look happy although her fake smile was still plastered on her face.
"Oh!" Musa pretended she didn't see Veronica's expression and looked at her watch. She turned to Veronica and said, "I'm afraid you'll have to excuse me. As much as I love to chat with you, I still need to eat lunch. Come on, Riv." she turned to walk away but was stopped by Veronica.
"Why are you holding his hand?" Veronica hissed, all hint of sweetness gone and Riven flinched but Musa just smiled sweetly.
"Oh, don't you know? Riven's my boyfriend."
"What?"
"What was that for?" Brandon asked as they were walking away, leaving a fuming Veronica behind them.
As soon as she had walked out of Veronica's sight, Musa dropped her smile and Riven's hand - much to Riven's disappointment.
"Nothing. Come on, let's eat. I'm hungry."
"Seriously, Musa, what was that for?" Brandon tried again.
Musa stared at him for a long time before replying, "Veronica."
"What? I don't get it." Riven said.
"She have a crush on you." Musa looked at Riven.
"Yeah she does, and she's annoying. But you two spoke like you know each other."
"Oh, we did. Once upon a time. I'm just using you to get revenge on her."
"What do you mean, 'once upon a time'?" Flora said.
Everyone looked at Helia for some answers but he shrugged, as he have no idea what was the deal between Musa and Veronica.
"She was one of my old friends." Musa explained. "When we were in 6th grade, I had a crush on this guy, Dave. He was my best friend."
When Riven heard Musa had a crush on someone else, he felt a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach; jealousy.
"She knew, but she took him away."
"What are you doing here?" Musa asked. "You nearly gave me a heart attack."
Musa had taken a snack and a shower after she came home. When she came out, she saw Riven on her bed. He had also showered.
"Boyfriend?" Riven smirked.
"What?" Musa went to her dressing table and brushed her hair.
"What do you mean? When you said I'm your boyfriend."
"What do you want it to mean?" Musa smirked at Riven.
"I dunno. Do you mean it?"
Musa opened her mouth, about to reply but her phone rang at that moment.
'Saved by the phone.' she thought in relief.
She answered the phone and shooed Riven out of her room.
'Damn it.' Riven thought as soon as he left Musa's room. 'I nearly got my answer. Curse that bloody phone.'
He went downstairs to the kitchen and make some toast for himself. When Musa came downstairs a few minutes later, she sat down beside him at the island and he offered her some toast.
"Thanks." she took one and bite into it. "Yum. Chocolate and peanut, my favorite. How did you know?"
"I have my ways."
Musa gave him a look.
"Okay, fine. I like this too. And you don't have any other jams in this kitchen of yours."
"Right. Speaking of jams, have you gone shopping?"
"What's shopping got to do with jam?"
"I dunno. You tell me."
"You were the one to bring it up."
"I didn't have time to register them in my brain before they were out of my mouth. Blame them, not me." Musa shrugged.
Riven leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips. This took Musa completely by surprise and she froze, her toast still in her hands.
'Why did I do that?' Riven mentally cursed himself.
"What was that for?" she asked after the kiss.
"You said blame your mouth, not you. So I kissed you - well, your mouth." Riven shrugged and went back to eating his piece of toast as if nothing just happened.
Musa looked at him for a second before she, too, continued eating - with a smile on her face.