I raced down the stairs of our mansion furiously when my phone started to buzz as it vibrated in the pocket of my new school blazer.
“Hello?” I asked in a hurry.
“ELLA! Where are the hell are you? School is going to start in 30 minutes! Do you want to be late on your last year back?” screamed a frantic voice. Angelique Castillo.
My sister from another mother.
“Whew! Hold your ass Castillo I’m coming.” I answered calmly and ended the phone call. I quickly picked up my shoes and jumped inside the driver’s seat of my orange Jaguar F type.
I was about to shut the door when someone swiftly entered the passenger seat, and by that, I mean the only person who would be dumb enough to enter-my little brother.
“Fuck! Ivan, why aren’t you at school yet?” I asked in surprise as I shut my door firmly and buckled the belt while starting the ignition.
“I overslept,” he answered, lazily, as I reversed the car out of our family’s driveway. If I hadn’t been in a hurry, I would’ve kicked him out already.
“No, you just wanted to mess up my last year of high school starting from the first day and make me even later,” I snapped, already in a bad mood. Damn, this was why I never trust alarm clocks. “Or, you were too busy fucking a girl that I can still smell her scent on you?”
“What!? No, I didn’t! I’m still a virgin for God’s sake, sister, and this was an accident. Mom came into my room this morning and left her lavender perfume on my vanity. I wasn’t bothered to turn on the lights, took the wrong bottle, and sprayed that on instead,” he explained grumpily, watching the buildings fly by.
“And also, yeah, I wanted to ruin your mood, but it looks like its already been done.”
I rolled my eyes.
Ivan was two years younger than me and still is a brat. For God’s sake, he even had his car given before me.
“It’s just a month different,” Dad shrugged.
No big deal-he said.
Well, it damn is considering your 15-year-old brother gets his first car before you do.
“Why didn’t you use your perfume before leaving?”
“I was already running late, and besides I have some extra ones in my locker, I’ll just do that at school.”
“Whatever you say, kid.” I chuckled as I sped us away to our school.
“Oh, and by the way, dangerous car you got here, sis,” marveled Ivan as he touched the soft surface of my seat. I grinned happily. “How are you getting on with it?” he wondered.
This car was given to me for my 17th birthday a few months ago, and I have been using it on the asphalt tracks. Ivan’s never been in here before nor anyone else as I never allowed them to even stand near my car. Looked like today was his lucky day.
“Like a baby.”
♚ 𝔻𝕃 ♚
My eyes squinted twice as I looked at the bulletin board and bit my inner cheek hard that I thought I tasted a bit of blood.
“Stop brooding Gab before you get wrinkles,” teased my best friend.
“Shut up,” I grumbled, my eyes roaming at the many names listed on different papers searching for my first class. The class indicate whether you’ll land either on the dumb section or the smart one. Cruel world, yeah?
“Just because you’re already in the top class for Math doesn’t mean I will.”
“Calm down, Gab, I’m sure you’ll make it to the First Language class. You’re great at Literature,” comforted Angel as she gently patted me on the back. Angelique uses the nickname Gab when she feels too lazy to call me Ella complaining it’s too long for her tongue.
“Tsk. Not great enough to be the top.” I mumbled, making her roll her eyes. “AHA! There’s my name. It’s on the ... English as First Language class. Oh my god!” I squealed and leaped into the air with Angelique’s hand in mine as we both cheered.
“See? I told you so!” she exulted and nudged my ribs. We then walked away from the board to let other people find their names and continued talking about our schedule when the bell rang. “Come on! We’re going to be late for assembly. Race you!”
I chuckled and couldn’t help but join her.
As usual, she almost slid, and I was two steps in front of her.
Just one more bend, and I’ll - OOPH!
“Shit! Gab you alright?” asked Angelique in a worried voice as she came running around the corner. “Oh, fuck.”
I tripped and fell on top of someone!
I didn’t even have time to scream when I felt my legs falling and my face crashing onto a hard wall.
After a few seconds of recovering, I took up the courage to lift my face from the wall that hurt my nose terribly.
“Shit.” I groaned slowly as my curls moved apart for me to look at the person who I collided with painstakingly.
My heart began to race as I found myself staring at a pair of piercing emerald eyes. I was so amazed by their unique shades than I haven’t noticed that people were crowding around me. Those startling eyes just kept me captivated that I could stare at them forever.
“Ahem,” a husky voice coughed, snapping me out of my trance. I automatically blushed, feeling the heat rise on my cheeks spread fast. My heart pumped so hard from the embarrassment that I think it might explode. How I disliked these awkward situations.
“Aa-a-ouch!” I cried out, acting like my head winced in pain as I brought my hand up to my forehead for a more realistic effect.
Angelique smirked, knowing very well where this was going.
But those eyes didn’t seem to be falling for my trick. Instead, an eyebrow rose. My nerves turned cold as ice.
“Urm, Gab?” Angelique chuckled as she asked. “I think you better stand up and umm...from ... that angle.” I slowly looked up to the person’s face only to find that the eyes belonged to...a guy!
“Are you alright, man?” a boy asked among the crowd, but it sounded more like teasing. That’s when I attempted to look at our position.