RECKLESS

[Bel-Air, Los Angeles In The US]

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"Who do you think has the biggest dîck in campus?"

That question bounced around the roofless Ferrari car, waiting for an answer which didn't come cos all the girls are busy with their phones.

As the car grinded the smooth LA road, other cars halted, waiting for it to drive through before they'd move.

No one wants to step on the tails of the most influential girls in the city—Glitz Society.

Five rich-ass girls. The richest girls in RIDE University whose names top any discussion.

Tania sat comfortably on the passenger seat in front of the car, her long leg hung on the open window. Her heel faced the road.

Tania is a footballer—a big ace in the campus football club.

Behind her is Tasha.

Tasha is Tania's twin sister. She's the only bookworm of the society, and it shows everywhere. She's with an handout right now, reading.

On the driver's seat is Zendaya... driving. Zendaya is the big one—a thick, plus-size girl. She stepped on the gas, adjusting her bucket cap.

Behind her is Kehlani—the social butterfly. Kehlani's green eyes makes her the second prettiest in the gang, she's the slender one.

She's currently taking selfies.

In the middle of that backseat, sat the queen bee herself.

Stacy Montana.

She's got the shiniest makeup on.

Long acrylic nails, bold lashes, heavy liner. Her hair is dramatically styled. Round face. Pink lips, and commanding presence.

She's cutely short.

She looked up from her phone, glancing beside her to see who asked that question.

"I asked the darn question," Kehlani hummed.

"You seriously woke up on a Monday morning to ask about boys? Homegirl, you better be kidding." Stacy smirked, her lips twitching.

"She's the only one with a boyfriend in this bunch, I wouldn't be surprised," Zendaya replied from the driver's seat, her long nails glinting.

"Just focus on your relationship, Lani." Tasha chirped in, still not looking up from her book.

"I'll answer your question, Lani." Tania answered beside Zendaya.

"It's Scott," She said.

"Tania wipe your mouth, Scott? Sounds like a humourless joke! Scott is gay!" Tasha dropped her handout.

"Twin, gays have the biggest meats," Tania laughed.

"And how would you fuckin know that? Like..." Stacy shrugged.

"Homegirl, I'm a footballer, and Scott's the football Captain. I've visited their bathroom a lotta times, and I see sizes, but none can beat Scott's." Tania laughed again.

"Oh...so you're ranking based on what you saw in the footies bathroom? Go beyond that, maybe we can listen to you," Zendaya said, driving slower.

"Thanks for that statement, Zen," Stacy raised her phone with the overly decorated porch.

"I thought no one was interested in this topic?" Kehlani said, looking up from her phone with a corny smile.

She stabbed the side of her mouth with her tongue tip.

"You sure love dropping bombs then leaving us to settle the smokes you little slût!" Stacy's lashes batted.

Kehlani chuckled hard.

"Topic switch, I heard unclear rumours about the two new Special Transfer students," Zendaya said, driving into the airfield.

"Spill the darn rumours," Tasha responded, closing her handout.

"One of 'em is someone unexpected, heard he'd leave students gasping for air, but I dunno about the other one. They're both boys, and second year students like us." Zendaya winked through the front mirror.

"They better be ridiculously hot. We don't do uglies at RIDE," Stacy said proudly, fingering the extension curls in her dark hair.

"They better fuckin be!" Kehlani supported as Zendaya stopped the car in the middle of the airfield.

The girls stepped out, all in her personal style, but they're all on excessively tall heels.

Stacy adjusted her cortex body-hugging gown and earrings.

Their helicopters are already waiting in the airfield.

Four helicopters. One for one person, but the twins will share one.

Noticeably, Stacy's helicopter is the most expensive.

Hers is a Sikorsky Vip Variant.

Each girl began strutting to her personal helicopter, but then another car drove into the airfield.

Scott—the football captain climbed down moodily.

A tall, toned guy who's definitely one of the hottest guys in RIDE. Girls are crazy about him, but he's gay.

Trinidad is expressionless beside him. She's a tomboy, another female footballer like Tania, but she hates Tania and the whole Glitz society.

As the only two female footballers in campus, students compare them a lot, so they never get along.

They both roll with Scott as their Captain, but that's where it ends. They're sworn enemies.

Trinidad has her own girls crew too, and everyone in that crew also have this gnawing hate for Glitz Society.

Tania was already glaring. Trinidad stayed expressionless.

"Why the hell is Scott here in my airfield?" Stacy smirked darkly.

"Leave Scott, the hell is Trinidad doing here?" Zendaya scooped.

"I told Scott to come," Tania replied angrily. The anger is directed at Scott cos she's already stalking to him

"I said you could come use this airfield. I never said you could bring Trinidad!" She barked.

"When the fûck are you both gonna stop this stupid feud? My best football players always at each other's horns?" Scott glared.

"Are we flying here or not?" Trinidad asked, nonchalant.

"Fly to hell, cûnt!" Kehlani slammed.

"I asked what Scott's doing here, Tania." Stacy muttered. As calm as she sounds, her anger shows.

"Scott's got daddy issues, so his dad banned him from using his family airfield. As Tania's captain, Tania told him he could come use this place. She just didn't expect him to come with an unwanted garbage," Tasha spoke up, defending her twin.

"Yunno what, Tania? You screwed up, ruined my morning," Stacy shook her head delicately, giving Trinidad a hateful glance before climbing into her helicopter.

"Hey Stacy, stop acting like I'm your enemy!" Scott shouted.

"Look i don't fuckin care, Scott. So far you're with that Trinidad bîtch, I don't see you!" Stacy declared as her helicopter lifted off the ground, the blades whirring loudly.

Kehlani rolled eyes at Trinidad before getting in her own helicopter too. Zendaya followed.

"Can't grant any damn wish for you again, Scott. You fucked up." Tania said disappointedly and got in the last helicopter with Tasha.

Tasha gave Trinidad two middle fingers before settling down.

As the four helicopters rose to the sky, Scott's helicopter landed at the far end of the field, so he started trekking there with Trinidad.

"You have a airfield, Trinidad, but you insisted on coming here with me instead of letting us use yours. You're a damn troublemaker," Scott scoffed.

"I wanted to see the intense anger on the faces of the puxxies especially Tania, and I got that I wanted. It's a win." Trinidad angled her chin, pocketing her hands.

"What fuckin ever," Scott's face went sour as he climbed the helicopter.

Trinidad followed, scrunching her nose with that intentional nonchalance.

--

[RIDE University, 10am]

The university spread over thousands acres of land in the axis of Bel-Air. Biggest university in the US.

Beautiful, popular, and wealthy.

No scholarship students, only for nepo babies.

Even the lowest cleaner needed deep-rooted connections to actually get a job in there.

Salaries are huge, so it's a whole package.

Only the Elite students come in cars. The Ultra Elite ones come in helicopters at the school airfield.

The new freshman are left in awe, and lots of them are wide-mouthed as they watched the arrivals.

On first days like this, students are required to wear the University uniform formally.

The girls changed inside the helicopters, and as their helicopters landed, they made their dignified appearances one by one.

Zendaya was first. The buttons in front of her shirt is struggling cos of her huge breàsts, but thanks to her dark blue suit, she looks sèxy as fûck.

Fishnets under her pleated skirt. As she walked, her ass walked too. She's heavily endowed with both.

Her appearance made the students gasp.

• Glitz Society!

• My girls are here!

• Oh my gawddd!!!!

• Glitz?

• That's Zendaya Brown! Oil and Gas in this Los Angeles? Her father is in charge!

Then... The twins appeared next... aura farming.

They flipped their blonde hairs, then carried their backpacks, strutting down the helicopter.

When the school press club came over to snap pictures of them, they stayed frosted.

• Fûck!!!!

• Oh my gawd the Delgado twins!

• They're daughters of a Political Kingmaker, real money!

It was Kehlani next. Her honey-colored hair followed the direction of the air, blowing over her perfect face, but she brushed it away with the side of her fingers.

She smiled a little at the paparazzi and press club.

• Kehlani Beckett!!!

• Know Senator Josh Beckett? She's his damn daughter!

• Oh my...the green eyes draws me in everytime!

• Too bad she has a boyfriend!

• Even if she doesn't? You think you can ever get the attention of any of these girls? They're too richly spoilt and can't be impressed.

As usual, Stacy was last. Her skirt is even worse than Zendaya's. Thanks to the fishnet covering her nakedness, but she's too beautiful to even look away from. She smiled with her lip corners, but even the smile is cold.

• Stacy Montana! The damn queen!

• The Media Mogul's daughter?

• Correct!

• She's so fuckin beautiful!

• I know, right?

"Come here," Stacy waved one of the field guards.

The guard rushed over, going down on his knees and hands like a dog.

He understood the assignment immediately.

He's to be the footstool.

Stacy stepped on his back before getting off the helicopter completely.

She joined her girls, and they began their walk out of the field, attracting screams from the students.

The attention? They fuckin love it.

But it didn't last today though, cos the next helicopter to land in the airfield is exactly the same as Stacy's.

A Sikorsky Vip Variant.

The girls stopped, and the screams from the students stopped too cos it's an abomination.

Everyone knows only Stacy's father is rich enough to buy Sikorsky for her daughter, so no one else uses it.

Even if your father can afford it, don't just fuckin buy.

It's like an offence.

"The hell is that animal?" Kehlani muttered.

"Waiting for who the Chihuahua is gon be," Stacy's eyes stilled.

And when the person inside the helicopter stepped out, the students who have stopped screaming before picked it back.

Now the scream is louder.

• Dorian!!!

• It's a lie!!!

• That's Dorian Wesley, the Metal Soloist Singer?

• Fûck, yes! My Riri!!!

• Dorian!!!!!!

• Isn't he supposed to be in San Francisco?

• What's Dorian doing in Los Angeles? What's he doing in RIDE?

• Goodness! Don't tell me he's here to school!!

Dorian stood on the stairwell of his helicopter, taking off his black shades before flashing a boxy smile at the students who went more insane immediately.

He's of average height—buff. Kissable thin lips, hair dyed maroon, attractive fingers, well-sculptured nose, beautiful smile, gorgeous face.

There's a dark tattoo of a guitar on his left forearm.

He habitually bit his lower lip, and they screamed harder. Even students who weren't in the field before ran inside to behold him.

Reporters filled the campus, running their ways into the airfield. No idea how they heard about his arrival.

The helicopter was surrounded. No space for him to even come down.

Angela—his manager, came out behind him, and she gasped, calling for guards to protect him.

Dorian maintained the sweet smile, and at the same time, his left hand went into his pocket to get a cigar.

Before he could pull it out, Angela stopped him.

"You can't smoke publicly, Riri. I know you're loved by your insane fans, but at the same time you've got haters who're waiting to drag you. You're only just returning to public after a year. Don't jinx it." She whispered in his ear gently.

"Genuine thank you for the reminder," Dorian replied, his voice melodiously deep.

Then... questions from the reporters.

• Dorian, you took a one year hiatus from music last year. Are you finally back to your fans?

• What was the reason for the one year break in the first place?

• You left for a year, and still...no one could take your place. You're still the richest—most popular metal singer globally. How do you feel?

• Why did you come to Los Angeles?

• More importantly, why are you in RIDE today?

• Is it true that you're one of the two Special Transfer students the school is expecting?

• Are you really gonna become a Mass Comm student here?

• It's rumoured that you're hosting a concert tonight. Is it true?

As Dorian answered the questions, the girls stayed paused at their side of the field.

Stacy nodded, lifting her polished fingers.

"That's him? The first Special Transfer student? And he dared to come in that helicopter?"

"Bold," Tania's head titled.

--

[Mass Comm Lounge, An Hour Later]

The lounge at the back of the mass communication building is dry.

First day of the semester is majorly for getting schedules and listening to boring orientation at the big RIDE hall, but the girls didn't do any.

Their schedules were sent to their mails directly by their lecturers, and the orientation?

They didn't attend during their first year, so it's not their cup of tea this year again.

All the girls are Mass Comm students except Zendaya who's in Computer Science, and she's the only one who's not here as the girls made clean checks on Dorian.

"He's a Ultra Elite like us," Tasha nodded.

"His mother owns Wesley Global Network in San Francisco. A Private Banking Network." Kehlani said.

"But his family Net worth is below Stacy's family with two million, so why the hell is he already behaving like the richest?" Tania made faces.

"Sometimes, dogs would wanna be foxes too, disrespectful. I'll teach him a lesson." Stacy muttered, drinking from her glass of sparkling water.

Zendaya joined them at this point with a tricky grin.

"Guess what, homegirls. This semester is already so unconventionally promising! I just saw the second Special Transfer student. He's so darn hot, but too cold at the same time." She announced.

"Cliche," Stacy muttered, lowering her cup.

"He's in my Major. A Computer Science Wizard. They call him Silent Wizard in his former campus like I heard. Dude has been maintaining a 5:00 GPA since his first year!" Zendaya continued.

"Sounds engaging," Kehlani scoffed.

"Silent Wizard? Cringe." Stacy smirked.

"Tell me about it," Tania sighed.

"Say more, Zen," Tasha encouraged.

"So he's arrogant as fûck, and the sickest news? He's a scholarship student!" Zendaya finished.

Stacy choked on her water.

"Wait...girl?"

"I'm telling you! He's a scholarship student! A complete street guy! He works in a repair garage!" Zendaya laughed mockingly.

"Like...a mechanic?" Kehlani gasped.

"Exactly!" Zendaya grinned.

"Eew!" Tasha pulled back, closing her communication handout.

"What the fûck? Like the actual fûck?" Tania dropped her leg from the table immediately.

Stacy turned on her electric handfan, fanning herself.

"Whatever the fûck is going on this semester is yuck. A scholarship student in RIDE? When did they start taking cheap people in? I'm gonna have to fuckin call my dad, tell him to call a board meeting with the authorities. I can't breathe in the same air as a mechanic!" She ranted, picking her phone.

"No. That should come after we take care of Dorian. He has to pay for flying the same copter as you," Kehlani said.

"Right," Stacy lowered her phone, a sinister smile on her lips. "He has a concert tonight, doesn't he?"