High School Rivals
Authors note: ...a lot of things are happening which is really taking a toll on my patients but i managed to update...
Warnings: Swearing! A lot of cussing. Please take note of the rating of this story since there is sexual reference in some places. There's a mild lemony-goodness in this chapter. It's in the dream! So if you don't want to read then just skip the dream part!
Disclaimer: Beyblade isn't mine.
Chapter 8:
"Miss Reveene, where were you after school? I had clearly stated that you are to serve detention every day after school for the next month." Ms. Doubo, Ozuma and Blaires homeroom teacher, said sternly, refusing to show any fear in front of the blonde girl and stood in a pose that all her other students would sweat balls from. She also stared down the girl, intending to intimidate the molten eyed girl with a glare that made even teachers crumble.
"Meh." Blaire let out with a bored expression and decided to paint her finger nails with white-out, she didn't even spare a glance at the angered woman. Ozuma sat beside her, who wore a smirk on his firm pink lips and continued to twirl his rip-cord between two fingers. The class had remained silent and watched with sympathetic faces as the new student was about to get her ass chewed by one of all the strict teachers of Viclion Private School.
"Excuse me! Ms. Reveene, you are new to this school but that is no excuse to this show of disrespect. Now, you will serve a double detention after school to make up from the one you missed yesterday. Is that clear?" she put her hands up on her hips and pursed her lips together.
"Yes."
"Good now-"
"No, you don't understand." Blaire extended her hand and gently blew on her wet fingernails. The teacher was just turning around to strut to the front of the class but turned slowly back to face Blaire, with a scowl that only got deeper as her student continued to speak, "yes, you have made it clear. So clear that I can still literally wipe it off my face. But now let me make this clear, don't expect me in detention hall, ever. You'll just be wasting a shit load of time. Respect is for those who have earned it, not just by those that yell bullshit orders around like a military sergeant with a stick so far up her ass that when she sits, it scraps against her kidney." Blaire glared at the teacher with a challenge in her golden eyes, challenging her to try and counter that, Ozuma started to chuckle beside her, feeling the vibrations as she let her head fall on his shoulder and gazed mock-innocently up at the teacher with a smirk. Ms. Doubo was standing shock still with disbelief showing on her face but then went red with anger and embarrassment.
"Ms. Reveene, to the principals office now!" She screeched as her long dainty finger pointed to the door. Ozuma let out a snort and shook his head from left to right. "Mister Tisamatta, you too!"
"What! I didn't do anything!" he shouted and sent a mild glare at Blaire for getting him in trouble which she returned with a sheepish grin.
But the teacher didn't seem to be listening anymore, standing there with her finger pointed to the door and other hand on her hip. Blaire got up like it was no big deal and in a leisured pace, gathered her books to stuff in her bag. Flicking her blonde hair over her shoulder, she looked over at Ozuma who is standing with his back pack on and was still fingering his rip-cord. Blaire and Ozuma walked towards the door which was where Mrs. Doubo was standing watching intently at the two rebels that dared to defy her. But what she didn't expect was for the blonde one to pull something out of her pocket, a zippo (lighter), flick the steel cap open, run her thumb against the small textured iron wheel, efficiently creating a large yellow, orange, and blue flame. All of this happened in a well practiced and fluid motion that once the flame was ignited, flashes of her hair on fire was all she saw in her mind, causing her reaction which was to scream and dive under the desks of the first row, head first. The class erupted to laughter as the two new students continued to walk down the hall towards the office with satisfied smirks of revenge.
Mr. Liven was putting up sheets of over-heads for the class to copy out for over half hour now, and only one word described how the last half hour has been, "this is so boooooring." Lily moaned as twirled her hair around her fingers and stared blankly at the back of Kirby's two hair bun-ed head with nothing better to do. She sat beside Rei who had fallen asleep using his arms as a pillow. He was purring every so often and would mutter his girlfriend's name then giggle.
"Urgh, if he starts growling and cums all over himself, I am so going to make fun of him. Damn guys and their perverted wet dreams." Lily muttered under her breath and looked over at Tala, he was sitting there looking at something no one else can see, in other words, spacing out. She looked at the other boys; Spencer and Byran were copying down the notes, Ian and Tyson were arm wresting, Kai was sitting in his seat with his normal 'Kai-pose' (closed eyes, one leg over the other, arms crossed in front of his chest) and Kenny was on his laptop typing away.
"Destiny," the computer wiz-ette spoke softly as she poked her friend with a finger. Destiny had her head down, using her arm as an impromptu pillow and drool running down from her mouth on to a piece of notebook paper. "Destiny." Another poke. She wanted to let the violet eyed girl sleep some more since she didn't have a good sleep last night being slightly grumpy this morning but she need to give her this message. Kirby defiantly didn't want to be the one to wake her up because on top of not having a good sleep Destiny had a run in with the leader of DB which pissed her off even more than it should have…
-Flashback-
"This shit doesn't open! Open, you stupid locker!" Destiny had entered the lock's combination but the door seemed to be jammed shut. She had been yanking at the pale green metal door for what seemed like hours but really for 5 minutes. The others were probably sitting in class waiting for her or had other classes to attend to.
"Hey baby, a beauty like you shouldn't strain yourself." a deep voice whispered in her ear, she could feel the heat from his breath which sent a disgusted shiver down her spine, an arm snaked it's way around her slim waist, making her stiffen at the unwanted touch, and pulled her against his muscular body. He was one of the few that didn't follow the student's silent code; Know your role. Deadly Blades and now New Breeds were above everyone else so you have to just respect that.
"Remove that appendage from my being or I'll remove it from yours." as she narrowed her now stormy dark purple eyes at the tall guy with black spiked hair and a cocky grin on his face.
"Now, now, a little feisty aren't we-"
"Gibson, leave." Kai's dismissive voice was calm and cool as he walked towards them with his hands in his pockets casually. The halls were still littered with students some walking but their head was turned towards the pair.
"Fuck off Hiwatari. This doesn't concern you." Gibson said angrily as he tightened his hold on the girl.
"She's out of your league. Now leave." Kai growled the last word as he took a step closer, crimson eyes ablaze as the other boy still had his hands on her, the insolent whelp will be punished for this later.
"Che. Fuck this." Destiny had enough of the guys talking like she wasn't even there, she can handle herself, she hadn't grown up in one of the toughest neighborhoods without picking up a few tricks to stay alive. Taking hold of the arm firmly placed on her hip, she turned her body so now his arm was in front instead of behind her, she used her other hand to grab his neck and smash his head into the locker beside hers, hearing a satisfying crack.
"Bitch." Gibson snarled and was about to lung at her but Kai stepped in with narrowed red orbs and shielded her from his view. Now he wasn't stupid, he knew if he and Kai fought that he would lose, badly. So with a glare at the two toned haired boy, he slowly backed away holding his bleeding nose until he got far enough and then sprinted down another hallway.
"I didn't need your help." Destiny said as he turned around to face her, but had to look down since she only reached his chin. Her only reply was a careless grunt. Crimson met a now pale violet as the storm settled. Her eyes were the first thing that caught his attention; they're always so expressive and always betray her true feelings. Windows to the soul. How cliché. They locked gazes and seemed to be pulled into each others depth unable to look away. Kai was first to regain his composure, berating himself for doing something so sappy that he believed to be only seen in movies and soap operas. He hit her locker quick and hard with his fist, there was a click and the locker sprang open like it was never stuck with fricken super glue in the first place.
"Then be grateful for my assistance." he said smoothly as he side-stepped and was about to start walking away but her sharp tone stopped him.
"You arrogant bastard! I could've handled him, so don't expect a thank you with me throwing myself at your feet. I'm not one of your whores." She yelled and poked him in the chest with a black painted nail.
"Don't. Touch. Me." he grabbed her hand, easily covering it with his much larger one, Kai was ignoring the waves of electricity going up and down his spine. Her small hands were so soft and fit so perfectly in his, feeling her shiver made him inwardly smirk but slowly brought her hands down to her side before completely letting go.
"What? Cuz you're out of my league?" she said with bitter sarcasm and a cocked eyebrow.
"Yes." he said like it the most obvious thing and walked way.
-End of Flashback-
"Destiny, wake up" Kirby kept poking her and calling out to her softly but with no success, she only caused the girl to mumble something and then re-adjust herself to a more comfy position and effectively resuming her deep slumber.
"uhnnnn….mmmmm," the teens around Destiny all looked at her sleeping form hunched over on her desk with a weird expression on their faces since the girl was making some pretty interesting noises. Kai gritted his teeth from his seat in the other aisle on the right to her and one row behind, her moans were driving him mad since his imagination was working overtime to fill in the missing movie as to what he was doing to her to force her to produce those passion fill moans. The only thing missing was her screaming his name in mind numbing ecstasy. Ah fuck, great now he was sporting a very large, very hard, throbbing hard-on that was confined in ever tightening black slacks.
'I wonder what she's dreaming of…' Kai thought as his crimson gaze remained fixed on her, his hands clenched together tightly, he didn't know how much more he could take of this, little did he know…Destiny was going through the same ordeal…
-.-.-.-.-.-.--ripple effect-.-.-.-.-.-.-
She saw him sitting there in all his glory.
Blue two tone hair mused and spiky.
His deep crimson orbs were fixed on the lines in "How to Beyblade Without Killing Your Opponent".
The novel alone was worn and falling apart from the constant use.
It was his favorite book.
The pages had creases from where he bent the edges used as book marks.
His refine facial features were calm and relaxed with twin blue shark fins marred both sides of his cheeks.
A stub in his left ear with a silver hoop pieced on the upper area of the same ear shined brightly against the morning sun.
He was sitting in the first class compartment of a train to Tokyo.
It was his private section where he sought solitude and peace.
He wore a pair of loose black sweat pants and a white wife beater.
His bare well-toned arm muscles rippled every time he turned the page.
There's a vine like tattoo on his right arm that went around like a ring on his bicep.
The white top clung to his muscular body loosely but one can clearly see the six pack of abs under the shirt.
Simple, comfy clothes never looked as appealing as it did now.
Knocking softly, she entered his section, pushing a cart full of varieties of drinks and food.
He glanced up at the service girl with indifference and in one fluid motion, folded the edge of his page, closed the book, and placed it on the small coffee table.
"What would you like for breakfast sir?" the girl kept her head bowed with her hair covering her face.
Her voice was heavenly; so soft and gentle.
She had called him sir when she seemed no younger than 18 the same age as himself.
But he was rich.
He was isolated.
He was alone.
Halting the pity-party, he regains his composure and regarded the girl with a second glance.
She was petite.
About a head shorter than himself but he was a little taller than average.
She has long silky black hair that was dyed red at the tips.
She wasn't gorgeous but wasn't ugly either.
She held a beauty that was simply her own.
The black pants and white blouse she wore showed her curves but didn't do them justice.
"What do you have?" his voice was smooth and calm. His eyes tried to get a glimpse of her face but her hair was preventing any clear view.
"Bacon, eggs, toast, pancakes, french toast, sausages, and fruit salads. There is also a choice of orange juice, coffee, or tea." She spoke while looking down at her shoes.
Frowning slightly he said, "why do you not look at me while speaking.? Let me see your face."
"I'm sorry but I really prefer not too. So what would like for breakfast?" she asked again.
He could clearly hear the hidden fierceness of her voice she so carefully trained herself not to show. She was gentle when she needed to be but could hold her own ground if it was necessary.
"What's your name?" he remained calm but his eyes betrayed the slight interest this girl has ignited within him.
"Look, if you don't want anything to eat than please would you tell me so? I have other people to attend to." The girl looked away, out the glass door which she had just come through only moments ago.
"Why do you act the way you do towards me? Am I that unworthy of your acknowledgment?" he asked quietly.
He seemed so small.
So vulnerable.
His voice seemed so uncertain.
Sighing softly almost inaudibly but he had heard it in his quiet section. She raised her hands slowly from there spot on the cart's handle and almost seductively but not purposely she brushed her raven tresses back and behind her ears. Turning fully towards the other, she raised her head and their eyes met for the first time.
A soft gasp escaped from his light pink lips that were slightly parted in anticipation but he could hold back the surprised intake of breath.
Time seemed to freeze when scarlet colored eyes met pale purple orbs. She has a pale complexion compared to his slightly tanned one. Her almond shaped eyes wore dark black eyeliner and light purple eye shadow. Her full lips were coated with light pink lip gloss.
Beautiful was the only coherent thought that registered in his mind.
"My name's Destiny Moon."
"Kai Hiwatari."
"Are you happy now? So would you please tell me what you would like for breakfast so that I may get on with my other duties?"
"Uh…yeah…yes. I would like bacon and eggs with toast and a glass of orange juice." He mumbled absently as his gaze seemed to be trying to remember every inch of her face.
"Alright." She fixed his order on a plate and set it on the small dinner table on the other end of the room. She walked back, making sure she looked anywhere other than where the man that had she had once despised sat.
She always held a great dislike towards people like him.
Just because they had a lot of money, they think they can do whatever they please.
Regardless of others feelings.
Gritting her teeth she brushed back her hair so it was once again covering her face.
'How can I be so stupid as to forget who this is! He's rich and snobby! He doesn't care who you are!' the girl chided herself mentally.
His trance was broken when the girl once again covered the beauty of her face from him.
He was disappointed but trained his face to show indifference.
She seemed to have a negative outlook on him.
Yet he has never met this girl in his life.
So that can only mean she was one of those many people that chose to judge him from his wealth.
It wasn't his per say but his families.
"I thought you might have been different from the others." he said quietly almost with hints of sadness.
"What?" her head snapped up and around to face him in a matter of seconds.
What did this boy mean by what he just said?
"You don't like me because I'm rich."
It was a simple statement.
But his voice was cold and bitter.
His dark crimson eyes now so dark it was black.
But his face remained impassive and blank.
This made her angry.
So angry she walked over to where he sat with her hands on her slender hips and full lips in a tight line.
This guy had some nerve!
Making accusations that was put so bluntly.
Well…they were right.
But that didn't matter now.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Putting words in my mouth like you have a right to speak for me. You don't know how I feel, towards you or anyone at that."
She towered over him and her voice was barely contained fury.
Not liking being looked down upon, he stood fluidly.
They were close.
Invading personal space close.
So close that her small but curvy frame was pressed firmly against his hard and muscular form.
She refused to move away since it would seem like she was backing down.
He refused to move since he was simply trapped between her and the chair he was previously sitting on.
She had to look up since he towered over her.
She barely reached his chin.
"Am I wrong?" his voice was in a soft whisper and his warm breath caressed her face making her breath hitch.
"…no." she whispered breathlessly as she searched his dark orbs.
Like a little kid, she tired to look at both eyes at the same time making her own beautiful violet orbs move back and forth rapidly.
Her mouth was pouty and was screaming to be caressed, sucked, and licked.
Moving on impulse, he closed the little space between his and her lips with more intensity than he intended.
She tasted sweet and her lips were so soft it made his toes curl.
She didn't know how to respond.
Her mind was telling her to push him away and stomp on his sorry ass.
But her body reacted on its own and pressed more into him than she already was, molding their bodies together.
Her arms slid up his hard chest and wound around his neck.
Groaning as he felt her pushed against his hardening erection, he slid his hands down her frame and settled them on her slim waist.
Licking her lips, she complied as she opened her mouth allowing him entrance.
Diving in greedily, his tongue explored her hot cavern as his and her tongue moved against each other teasingly.
Moaning softly, her knees were feeling like jelly and gave out under her causing them to tumble on the cushioned one-sitter.
He sat with her sitting in his lap straddling his waist.
They pulled apart for some much needed oxygen and once again their eyes locked.
"…we-we can…stop if you…want." he said breathlessly but wanted to make sure that this was what she wanted also.
"…I-I…don't…want too." She blushed prettily and avoided his eyes.
A small smile graced his features as he sensually trailed his fingers lightly up from her waist to her face causing the beauty to involuntarily shiver.
He grasped her chin lightly but firmly and turned her face towards him so they were once again facing.
He smiled at her with no hesitation and licked her sweet lips playfully making her giggle.
Then a mischievous smirk marred her face which made him want to claim those full lips once again but groan as she started to wiggle brushing frequently against his member.
"stop." he whispered huskily as his hands went back to her hips and stopped her movements.
"huh? Stop what?" she asked in mock innocent but her smirk gave it all away.
Not being able to contain the urge anymore he grinded his hard member into her sex which caused her to grasp in ecstasy,
Using the opportunity his tongue dove back into her hot mouth as he continued to grind against her creating delicious friction.
Her hands moved up his chest, pass his broad shoulders and gripped the back of the chair.
Using it as leverage, she met each of his thrust that were growing more harsh and desperate.
One of his hands remained firmly gripping her hip as the other moved up and cupped one of her ample breast.
She arched her back into his caress as they finally broke apart from their passionate kiss as he started to trail hot open mouth kisses down her pale neck.
Not liking that fact that he seemed to know when and how everything was done.
She was never one to be dominated over so easily.
So she grabbed both his hands that were running free over her body and placed them on the cushioned arm rests.
She was met by confused and curious eyes but he only received a saucy smirk.
"No more touching until I say, ne?" she whispered in his ear, feeling a satisfying shudder.
She had to replace his hands back on the arm rest once they gripped her waist again.
His eyes widened but he succumbed to her rule though not sure how long he would last without touching the cunning little vixen.
He stifled a groan when she slid her curvaceous body down his, feeling his member harden even more so than it already was.
He looked down at the raven haired beauty with half lidded lust filled eyes,
She was down on her knees and reached up grasping his shirt, pulling him forward with force.
She kissed him with an intensity and skill he never experienced before that made his mind swirl.
She boldly slipped her tongue in his mouth and met his,
There was no battle for dominance only the pleasurable intimate strokes of their soft tongues as they erotically danced the dance of tongues.
When she knew he was currently occupied, her nimble fingers made quick work of his pants by sliding them down enough to slip out his steel hard cock.
His eyes snapped opened once he felt a warm sensation around his pulsating heated flesh.
Breaking the kiss and looking down he saw the girl's devious intentions which had him now promptly sprouting pre-cum.
"Unnnnnnnh…" was all he could get out before his eyes slid shut as he thrust further into her hot mouth that now fully sheathed him.
His hands wanted to touch her all over but he kept them busy by gripping the cushion tightly.
Her hands slid his pants the rest of the way down since his body was practically off the couch,
Once those were pooled down by his ankles she pushed him back down and gave slow sucks while running her tongue up the velvety slit before going back down.
It was a torturous pace and he knew she was just teasing him.
It was painful pleasure and was slowly driving him over the edge.
His eyes opened slowly as her soft hands held his much bigger ones with care, her touch was almost timid and uncertain.
He would have called her shy if she wasn't on her knees between his legs sucking him off.
Her hands moved his to both her ample breast which he caught on as a signal to touch her.
He gave a squeeze and started to massage her mounds that overfilled his palms extracting a feminine moan from the raven beauty.
He unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off her creamy smooth shoulders exposing her lacy black bra and flat wash-board stomach.
He leaned forward and unclasped her bra letting it pool to the ever growing pile of clothes on the floor and not once did he loose eye contact.
Gently pushing her shoulders she released his hard erection and he kissed her hard while his thumbs coaxed her pink nipples to perk to life.
They lowered to the floor with his body covering hers.
He let her have her fun but now he would take hold of the dominance once again.
He grinded into her sex while one hand cupped her breast as the other supported his weight.
He trailed wet hot kisses down her neck going lower until his mouth latched on to a hard nipple.
He sucked and teased it enjoying the moans of pleasure she was creating.
Her hands gripped tightly onto his being, one within the depths of his blue hair and the other held on his bicep as the heat grew.
He wanted skin to skin contact and her pants were the only thing that stood in the way so his hand left her soft mounds to removing the troublesome pants.
Slipping off her pants along with her matching black lacy panties he sat back on his knees and simply admired her.
Her every curve on the pale but healthy was flushed and she shyly tried to hide herself with her hands.
"Gorgeous." the word was whispered as he grasped her hands gently and placed them above her head as he lowered himself slowly…
-back in the classroom-
"What's wrong?" Lily's body was practically on her desk as she leaned forward to inquire what was with all the poking.
"Des has a U.E." she replied as her laptop screen flashed red with the words, 'Urgent E-mail'
"Gotcha." Lily smirked and just for something else to do, saving her from her boredom, she sneaked both hands under the unsuspecting girl's armpits, knowing perfectly well that she was ultra-ticklish. And with an evil smirk, the red head wiggled her fingers rapidly.
"Eieeeeeeeeyaaaaaaa!" the raven haired girl screeched and jumped up as her body shook to get whatever it was that was tickling her to stop which effectively shattered her dream. "What the fuck!" she shouted but then looked back at an innocent Lily, she was doing her work but knew right away that that was all an act. Ian and Tyson were still holding hands in the middle of their arm-wresting but stopped playing to see what was going on, only to start laughing. Tala and Rei woke up from whatever world they were previously in, the other boys simply looked over then went back to what they were doing. Her scream had woken up everyone in the class that had been dozing off. Holy fuck! She was having a hot sex dream about Kai while she was in class with him in the same fucken room!
The short girl gave a good heated glare towards Lily and sat down with kissing her teeth. "You know your gonna pay for that, Lil." she sneered over at the laughing red head.
"I didn't do anything, Des." was her reply extra sugar-coated but her smirk gave her away.
"Yeah and-" but was cut off by Kirby calling her name. "Yeah Kirbs?"
"You have a U.E."
"Who?"
"Blaire. She's getting suspended."
"Che. Do they know who she is? They can't suspend her. Fucken idgits." Destiny said casually as she pulled all her books together and shoved them in her bag before slinging her bag on her shoulder.
"Where're you going?" Lily said as she looked up from her tic-tac-toe game with a now awake Rei.
"To go have a little, chat, with the principal." with that said, the short girl headed down the rows of desk towards the door, not even sparing a glance at Mr. Liven. She felt a familiar pair of crimson eyes that followed her every movement until her petite form disappeared once she turned the corner. She was glad to get out of the room, it felt like everyone could feel the moisture between her thighs, she groaned, a long and pain filled one, her thong was probably soaked! 'FUCK YOU HIWATARI! GAH!' he mind screamed as she felt his eyes on her until she was finally out of sight. How was she going to face him now, when she just had a disturbingly enjoyable dream with the shark fin boy.
-back, once again at the classroom-
"Why's she going to talk to the principal?" Rei asked curiously as he lost again at the damn X and O game him and Lily were engaged in since said girl's scream woke everyone up and he knew he wouldn't be able to go back to sleep anytime soon.
"Oh, she just needs to clear some stuff up with them I guess. No biggy. Oh, hey Tala." She greeted the said boy as he walked over and straddled Destiny's vacant chair while rested his arms on Rei's desk, which clearly ended the discussion of her raven haired friend.
"What's up, cutie?" as he smiled charmingly.
"Oh, nothing. How bout you big boy?" Lily burst out laughing since Rei decided to answer Tala's question for her in a girly imitation as he batted his eyelashes and flipped non-existing hair over his shoulder. (Rei's hair is in a low-pony tail) Tala's left eyebrow twitched and he punched Rei in the arm as the Chinese boy also started to laugh.
"Now, Rei, I stopped calling you cutie when you stopped giving me booty," Tala played along with a grin.
"Oh Tal, that's all I ever am to you! A piece of hot chinese ass. Well, you have a small dick." Rei continued with his valley girl voice, causing more laughter to spring from the red haired girl.
"I do not have a small dick! It's huge!" Tala yelled, just a little too loud, causing the whole class to look back at him. His friends laughed as Tala grinned at the rest of the class and their teacher. "Yeah, y'all heard me!"
-Office-
"What happened?" Destiny said instantly as she stepped into the beige colored office with too many house plants. Blaire and Ozuma sat on the leather couches in the waiting area of the office the school provides. It wouldn't be proper for the D.A's to walk in without seeing a finely furnished waiting area, since this is the hardest school to be accepted into.
"What do you think?" the dry rhetorical question was from non other then the liberty spiked haired boy, rolling his pretty eyes at Blaire. The blonde molten eyed girl stuck her tongue out at him and smiled sweetly at her raven haired friend that stood before them with crossed arms and a frown.
"Was anyone killed?" inquired Destiny as she dropped her bag at Ozuma's feet.
"No." the blonde girl shook her head as a negative.
"Was anyone burned, scorched, in flames, set ablaze, used as a birthday candle, turned to ashes, cheap imitation of the sun, in other words; hurt by your lighters in one way or another?"
"No."
"Was anyone hurt at all?"
"No, well not by me, it was kinda self-inflicting when she jumped under the desks." Blaire answered, this was kind of a routine that they go through. She knew not to lie to her friend since it'll screw them both over, it was best to be real the first time around.
"Wow, this is pretty good for you Bee. Fucken pussy school. I'll be just a sec." with that she waltz into the principal's office without knocking and closed the door behind her. The secretary was yelling at her that she couldn't go in there but then silenced as the principal's head popped out and said it was fine and then went back in, closing the door firmly behind him.
"What can I do for you Miss Moon?" he seemed to be in full 'suck-up' mode as the principal of the school, a tall white man with many bags under his grey eyes, motioned for the girl to take a seat. Destiny sat down with her back straight and one leg neatly crossed over the other and hands resting on her knee. Her head was held high as her face remained neutral but her eyes were only half mast to make her look more 'royal.'
"Mr. Xillis, I assume that you know of Miss Reveene and Mister Tisamatta's earlier…situation." her tone was sharp and professional laced in a low careless voice only to portray a false uncaring attitude but was meant to be seen through. It was like playing with a dog, it may seem cute and cuddly but when tempted it can bite you in the ass with a vengeance. Few can accomplish and master the art of speaking. Many don't even know there is a skill to communication. Only those of royal and traditionally wealthy use such techniques, knowing how much emotion to put in ones words to get the point across but not to seem weak and needy. It was excellent for manipulation since it was cunningly deceiving.
"Those two, they are nothing but a nuisance and-"
"They are my very good friends and it would be wise for you not to belittle them in my presence or ever again. Is that clear?" she didn't even try to hide her contempt towards the now pale fidgeting man under her hardened stare.
"Y-Yes, Miss M-Moon."
"Good. Now, their teacher had acted irrationally without a cause towards them. They are not at fault for your staff being inadequate and insufficient."
"Oh of course, I was not aware that-"
"Of course you weren't, if you were then we would not be here having this discussion that could have been avoided. No matter, I assume that their schedule will be rearranged and this misunderstanding is resolved."
"Yes! Of course, I will do the necessities myself."
"That was already expected of you." with that stated, she left, walking out the way she came with the cold indifference that would have made her father proud.
"Let's go." was all she said as she walked up to her two friends, slung her bag over her shoulder once again and waited for them to exit the office first before walking out herself.
The principal came out after the group left while wiping his brow of sweat with a tissue. The secretary hurried up to him with a glass of water, "sir are you alright? Who were those people?"
"That, Janette, was the former heir to Moon Corps. She's also well known for being the former leader of a notorious gang. Do you know how much back-up that small girl has under her belt? Best to stay on her good-graces or you might end up in some ditch for the crows."
Janette remained silent and just nodded her head in understanding.
End. Wow this chappie was pretty darn long! –sigh- reviews make me happy so im a sad authoress. My hits r fucken high but ppl won't take the time to say nothing, if they like my fic, or they absolutely hate it. Gah…I'll update soon.
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