She a trouble girl. He disciplined.
She loves pranks. He loves order and respects the rules.
She is cheerful (at least it seems that way). He as hard as a rock (only on the outside).
She as cute as she is rude. He as neutral as the color white.
He doesn't believe in love. She will teach him to love.
Opposites attract? Or are they not really as opposite as they think?
_ Flores, an 18-year-old teenager, can't be said to be the typical problem girl since you hardly see girls like that. He loves to set his own rules without caring what others say to him. His eyes are a beautiful sky blue color, his hair is brown and reaches halfway down his back, his skin tone is white. It has well-defined curves and its beauty is "unique"; That is how most guys describe her, but she is not interested in that, despite being beautiful and having a good body, most of the time she wears tight jeans and tennis shoes, she loves jokes and likes to get on her nerves to anyone. Although she comes from a family of good social position, _ is not interested in the least, since for her "money is not everything", but her parents do not think so,
James Maslow recently got out of the military, he is 20 years old, anyone who looks at him can know that he is as hard as a rock and as cold as an iceberg and the truth is that they are not wrong, he is obsessed with order and the rules, but the strictness does not take away from his handsomeness, he is tall, his hair is brown, he has beautiful hazel eyes and he has a body that seems to have been sculpted by the gods themselves. James comes from a family with a good social position but he had to leave all those comforts of his home to go to the military, since it was always his dream since he was a child. When he returned he found out to a great surprise, his parents had died, keeping the great Maslow fortune and the mansion with the same name. Taking a break from his fellow Band bin time ruhe, his Friends Logan, Kendall and Carlos and the rest of them, he purchased a Small Island at the bottom of Spain to be alone and to live alone, since there are no other alive Family members.
"Ms. Flores, could you tell your parents why you're here? " Principal Cortez asked me as he looked at me over his glasses.
"I broke some rules" I answered trying to hide my smile.
"What?! What rules?! " asked my father quite annoyed.
"Please tell him what he has done" the director spoke to me.
"I've entered the boys' locker room and I've thrown all their clothes up the trees" I answered looking at the white wall that was in front of me, I didn't want to meet my father's furious look and the look of disappointment from my mother.
"What else, miss?" Director Cortez asked.
"Also cover the toilets in the bathrooms with toilet paper..." sigh" the one for men and women.
"How did you get into the men's room?!" My father asked, making me turn around to see him and my mother, but I just shrugged.
"That's not all, please continue" the director spoke again, and I turned to see a painting with a diploma that was hanging above the director's head.
"I dressed as a teacher and went with the elementary school children" I kept silent.
"Uhm uhm" the director cleared his throat causing him to speak again.
"And I've told them to tear the pages out of their books and notebooks, and throw them in the pool," I said, giggling. I turned to see my father who was rubbing his temple, then I saw my mother who was moving her feet and fixing her hair nervously. The director cleared his throat before speaking.
"As you can see, Mr. and Mrs. Flores, we cannot allow this type of behavior in an institution with great prestige"sigh"the lady here has broken more than 3 rules in a single day and without counting the others from other days..." my mother interrupted him
"Please don't expel her," my mother said pleadingly.
"Ma'am, as I said before, we cannot allow this type of behavior in this institution, therefore "I take a breath" Miss Flores is expelled from this school. In fact, you miss " he said looking at me over the top of his glasses " you should be expelled from all schools in the entire city " I just shrugged " so go straight to your locker and collect all your things and then retire and never come back" I finish saying, I noticed that he was making an effort to hide a smile but he didn't do it very well.
"How much do you want?" my father spoke.
"Excuse me?" answered the director.
"Yes, how much do you want so that I don't expel my daughter" my father said again with a completely serious face.
"Sir, you should keep in mind that not all problems can be solved with money and this is one of them.
Without saying more, my father asked my mother for the checkbook and then put an amount on the check, which I did not see, I gave it to the director who, when he saw it, only opened his eyes, I thought they were going to come out, but then he came back to its normal posture.
"Well, miss, this time I'll let you pass, but let it be the last time I pass by," the director spoke, trying to hide his happy face.
"I don't promise anything" I spoke, while smiling.
"_, my love, just say it"said my mother.
"Okay... I promise" I said.
"Are you sure?" the director asked.
"No," I said staring at him, he just took off his glasses and put them on his desk, then closed his eyes heavily. Making me laugh but I instantly covered my mouth with my hand.
I turned to see my father and saw that he was writing another check, I frowned, then handed it to the director.
"This is so that our conversation doesn't leave this room and that no one finds out what happened today," my father told Cortez, with a 100% rigid face, when he puts that face on he can scare even the devil himself .
"Don't worry, none of this will get out of here," he replied, as he put his glasses back on.
"Well, it was a pleasure talking to you," my father said, standing up. Mom and I imitated his action. "I hope to see you soon." Mom shook hands with the director while murmuring a "thank you", Cortez just smiled.
"Miss"he said referring to me" What class do you have after?
"I'm out Dec." I answered as I put my backpack on one shoulder."But they're not going to let me out until two more hours have passed.
"Don't worry, I'll talk to them so that they let you out, you can go with your parents" he said while smiling, he knew that happiness wouldn't go away until he spent the money my father had given him, it was always like that .
"Thank you," I replied.
I went out behind my mother, when I got to the hallway I turned to the bathrooms and saw that there was water spilled out of them, I kept walking and I could see several half"naked boys, but they were not upset, on the contrary they looked at me amused, then we passed by the primary classrooms and I could see the children writing on white sheets since they did not have a notebook. I tried to hide a giggle but it was useless.
We got to the car and my father started, no one said anything the whole way and the atmosphere was so uncomfortable that I just wanted to jump out of the car and go somewhere else.
We arrived, my father was still angry, my mother was worried and I... simply happy, I had never broken so many rules in one day, I felt so happy. My parents entered the room and I was ready to go to my room when I hear someone call me.
"_, come here" my dad spoke, in a serious tone.
I got to the living room and saw dad sitting on a sofa and my mom to one side.
"Mande"I replied as normal, for me it was no longer new that my parents call me to talk to me.
"_ we can't miss work, just because of your stupid idea of living life! We are tired of going to your school every two weeks just because you felt like making jokes because you were "bored"" my father spoke most furiously.
"Well, if you don't want it, don't do it and that's it!" I replied in the same way as him.
"You are our daughter! It's obvious that we have to go, we care about you"she kept talking, my mother just looked at the scene in front of her.
"Well, it doesn't seem like it, they pay more attention to their damn work than to me" I said, I felt my voice begin to fail me and my eyes burned, but no, I wasn't going to cry, I haven't cried for a stupid thing for years how are you.
"What doesn't it look like?!"I speak, letting out a sarcastic laugh"it is the most logical thing that we worry about you, we are your parents! And thanks to that "damn job" "he said while moving his fingers to form quotation marks" as you say, we have enough to eat and also to pay for all the damage you do.
"The money..." my father didn't let me continue.
"Do you know how much money and lost in this hour? Thousands! Thousands of pesos _!, just because the lady felt like having fun" I lowered my eyes but instantly I looked up again, I could see the vein that dad had on his forehead was very popped, it seemed like it was going to explode, he relaxed a little and sat next to mom, and I took her hand"your mother and I talked days ago and we came to the conclusion that you need a babysitter"he said looking at my mother. It was the last straw that they wanted to put me a nanny, I don't use it and I never will use it.
"What, a babysitter?! I'm not 5 years old to have one! " I said totally excited.
"Well, it seems so! Wait no, you're behaving like a 2"year"old! So tomorrow you'll have your babysitter here first thing in the morning! " my father spoke really angry.
"But..." my father interrupted me.
"But nothing, first thing in the morning I said." He said seriously, but I spoke again.
"How the... will you get a babysitter so soon?" I asked, I could hardly speak, I was very angry, not even when I was little did they give me a babysitter.
"_ Really? Have you already forgotten, do you want us to be?"I ask bragging, I just shook my head, my parents were well known throughout the country, so if they wanted a babysitter first thing in the morning, the babysitter would be here first thing in the morning.
"Ah! I can't stand them! " I yelled in their faces.
"My love, please, it's for your own good," my mother spoke at last, joining our discussion. do it.
"Mother, but a nanny? Isn't it unfair to them? " I spoke a little calmer, my mother always made me relax.
"_ my life is for your good.
"I hope and they don't get it!" I said, shouting even louder.
"That's enough!" my father spoke more furious than before" You're going to your room punished, I don't want you to go down to lunch or dinner, Silvia will bring you the food!
"I don't want to eat and I don't want to have dinner either!" I said as I walked towards the stairs to go to my room.
"You'll do it even if you don't want to!" my father yelled much louder so that he could hear it.
I went up to my room really mad, a babysitter, really? The safest thing is that she is a bitter old lady because she couldn't have children and wants to take it out on me, or a bossy lady who makes me do all the housework even though there are maids who do it. I got to my room and closed the door, locked it, left my backpack on a chair I had and went to my bed, lay down and slept.
I woke up because of a terrible noise, I had a hard time knowing what it was until I could tell that it was someone who was knocking on my door, I looked at the clock that I had on top of the desk 7:40 pm, I had slept a lot, then I remembered what my father said "Silvia will bring you lunch and dinner" but most likely when she brought me the food she was asleep. I went to open the door for him.
"I don't want to have dinner, Silvia, I'm not hungry," I told her.
"I'm sorry, miss, but your father told me to leave your dinner here, even if you don't want to and orders are orders," Silvia said. She was right and I didn't want to get her into any trouble.
"Okay Silvia, put it there" I said pointing to a table I had. When he put it on he retired but not before telling me to have a nice night, I just gave him a totally fake smile since I didn't feel like smiling.
Look what was on the plate, lasagna, I just made a face and went to change to sleep. I made myself comfortable in my bed and when I least thought I was already asleep.