Chapter 2: 1. The Chance!
Anika's P.O.V~
"You've been crushing on me, you say?" He nods, anxious. I can tell from his body language.
His legs are stiff as if he can't move from the chair he's sitting on, his shy eyes struggling their best to disguise from me, as his hands fist themselves on his lap.
We're here in the detention room, with no teacher to be accountable for our further behavior. It might've taken a lot of courage to finally say this to me. I'm standing near the teacher's desk, pacing in tranquility.
"Y-yes!" He stammers, still not looking at me. "Hmm, what did you do to end up here, by the way? Aren't you supposed to be — the noble kid?"
I wait for like a few seconds before he shares his reason. "Bullies! They were — teasing my friend, and I pushed one of them, which lead him to fall and hurt his arm."
"Impressive!" My remark might have shocked him. He's looking at me with utmost surprise as he asks. "What did you do?"
"I punched a girl!"
"Is she hurt?" His soft, unsteady voice seems sympathetic. "Yeah, probably. Maybe. She was bleeding, so I guess, yeah."
"She was bleeding?" His eyes are almost popped out of his sockets, and his hands are now clinging to the desk. "From her nose, yeah! It's not a big deal!"
"How are you so calm about it?" I sense an urge in his voice to know why.
"Simple. Everyone already perceives that I'm a bitch. So, why not be one?" His words seem to have vanished inside him. He's so quiet suddenly.
"So, I'm your crush?" I ask as I approach his way, sitting beside him, shrinking his stiff figure. He remains away from my dense question, staring elsewhere from me.
"Can you please forget that? I don't want to get in trouble, plus it's of no point, anyway."
"Trouble? What kind of?"
"You --- you punched a girl for no reason. What would you do after knowing about this secret of mine?"
"First of all, she deserved it. She blamed me for flirting with his sucking everyone type of boyfriend. And second, it was a secret? I assumed you were pretty obvious with your poking eyes on me."
"What---what do you mean?" He immediately turns his head towards me, surprising me with his delicate yet startled appearance.
His demanding eyes, unsteady breaths, oversize white shirt, and brown fluffed-up hair as he bites his lips in confusion and fear. I started leaning toward him without realizing it, gradually reaching for his face.
He jolts back but couldn't run off. His tender bunny cheeks hue up, as his breaths pace up.
My fingers move on their own as my thumb presses his lips. His eyes are fearful and I decide to wash the fear abroad with my lips.
I reach forward, planting my lips on his. I wouldn't have done this if he hadn't told me about his supposed to be secret as he claims.
He whimpers under my lips, obediently receiving the rush as I yank him closer. His soft lips taste sweet, a taste of candy. He might've been eating those before coming here.
I release my lips from him, drawing us in a position so close. "That's what I was talking about. The way you look at me. I've known your secret for a long time. I've seen you searching for me through your classroom and shying away when I looked back at you."
"I've seen you walking dipped down whenever I crossed by you. So, I don't think you can even call it a secret." I gingerly speak in his ear as he writhes in his seat.
Rakshit's P.O.V~
Her hands on my face and her eyes glare at mine as she whispers in my ears, "you'll be such a good boy! —- You're the perfect fit for it!" What did it mean?
It's almost 10:00 PM, and I'm laying on my bed, quitting my homework to work on my imagination. Artistry, which reminds me of that very kiss in the detention room, happened today!
Abruptly, her phone number, which was like a dream to me, is buzzing on my phone, rinsing my aroused body to attentiveness.
Should I pick it up or not? — Should I or should I not? The repeating ring in my head blocks my vision when I snap myself out of it.
"Hello!" she booms, "hey, you there?" She demands, receiving no reply from me. Her tone is significantly strange, but why?
"Y-yeah! Hi!" I stutter out as I can hear loud noises from her side. Who's yelling behind her?
"Tomorrow early morning, 7:30, I'll pick you up! Send me your location! -- And yeah, if I'm late, don't wait for me!"
"O-ok---!" She didn't even let me say the whole word.
I don't know if what I did was right or wrong, but I accepted the chance I was given! I was offered a relationship which I got in without thinking twice.
My bedsheets crumble and I continue to squirm, repeating her words in my head again and again until I fluster myself. Good Boy! God!
"Rule no 1. You can't talk to me in public! We can't be seen together!"
She was late, the original time was 7:30, but she appeared at 8:00 after I called her, informing her I'm still waiting.
Yes, she was pissed because, according to her, I should've already left for school.
Her school uniform looks the same as usual. Her black hair is roughly tied in a ponytail, and her eyes with the same black eyeliner, which is so not tolerated in our school.
She speaks with the same disdain and same fierce tone, which may or may not be an ideal fit for her almond skin. Why did I fall for her? She's not even warm towards me.
We're both high-schoolers, yet we're so different!
So, now we're here establishing rules as I write them down, because she said so, "rule no. 2, try to maintain a distance from me at all times!"
I jitter my hand quickly, writing word by word. In a car, writing with a driver like her is very troublesome! I'm not yet fearless to advise her to drive slow. "Rule no. 3, you can't tell anyone about this!"
"B-but. —- Can I at least tell Sana? I promise she won't tell anyone!" I insist, being extremely careful of my words, as she adds. "Hmmm, well, you might need someone to confide. Only her! No one else!" I nod, savoring my survival.
"Rule no. 4, do not, I repeat, do not expect —-anything — from me!"
"And most important, we can never be more than beneficial friends! This can't go any further than sex. I know you have feelings for me, but do not let that come in between this arrangement, or we're done!"
Swiftly she stops, she looks like she's thinking something as I interrupt, "are there any other rules left?"
"Wait, I'm thinking! I had to think like a nerd to make these points apparent to you. Aghh, I forgot! Whatever — I'll tell you if there is more!" She states, halting the car two roads behind the school.
"Walk from here! I'll call you when I need you, okay?"
"Yeah — do not call me during school hours! And you still have two days to decide whether you're up for this relationship or not!" She drops me as I peer at her car, driving away.
I already made up my mind, but did I make the right choice?
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