🇫 🇦 🇻 🇴 🇺 🇷   ’🇸  🇵 🇴 🇻 

•𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄•

“Fuck! It's so tight!” I moaned as I adjusted on the bed.

Sweat dropped from my head, to my neck and I breathed heavily. 

“Fucking open!” I screamed at the drawer that I had accidentally jammed my hand into. 

The door opened to reveal Mr Vaswell standing with a file in his hands. His eyes flickered to me then to my jammed hand.

“Ugh…fuck… please help me out.” I pleaded and he dropped the file immediately rushing to my rescue. With a small budge, the drawer opened and I pulled my hand out, blood lacing on my knuckles as my hand reddened.

“How could you be so careless, Miss Wayne?” He scolded, picking up the first aid kit that laid under the bed. 

“Y-you know my name?” I asked, surprised. His grey eyes glanced at me before bandaging my hand.

“Of course I do, you are in my class. I also know you are the cousin of Miss Overland who is also in my class.”

I winced as the bandage wrapped the finger, “Oh no, trust me, I'm nothing like my cousin.”

“Yes, You are clumsy and she is not.” I stared at him again, he could honestly pass off as a teenager. He must be really young.

I frowned, biting my lip in anxt. “But you are also calm, don't hurt your pretty fingers again.” 

He leaned in, leaving a kiss on my injured hand. His eyes lingered on my chest, before he coughed leaving the file on the nurses table and walking out.

I looked down, what could he possibly be looking at? 

My button had popped open, revealing the red lacy push up brassiere I wore.

Jesus.

I smacked my hand on my head. And today was one of the days I chose to not wear a singlet.

How will I ever face him now??

I got up and walked out of the health bay after stitching the open button of my shirt. Everyone else were either in class or in their dorm rooms.

“Vaping is prohibited in school.” I said to Samuel who sat on the pavement, headphones on as he exhaled the substance.

“Want some?” He stretched the vape to me but I pushed it away.

“No thank you, I love my lungs.” He chuckled, inhaling again. 

“You should head to class.” He urged, pointing to the school building in the east wing. I shook my head, remembering my encounter with Mr. Whose name will not be mentioned.

“No, I have the red dragon today.”

He puffs, “Red dragon? What the fuck is- oh!” His eyes drifted down to my skirt and he chuckled again. 

I hid my injured hand perfectly in my pocket. “Come on, escort me to my dorm.” I tossed my bag in his laps and he raised his head staring at me.

He had a good tolerance for vape due to years of experience. His eyes were barely red. 

Samuel Cole Adebayo, one of the richest and most influential kids in Brynnica, also part of the elites. He was one of those introverts with his daddy being a major shareholder in the school, the teachers didn't stress him. They dared not.

“Is that your way of telling me to stop vaping?” He asks with a smirk as he hangs my backpack over his shoulder, following me from behind.

“Of course not, why should I care if you roast your lungs?”

Of course it is. He is the only heir to his father's legacy, it would kill his father if anything happened to his 𝑔𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑒𝑛 boy.

“Walk faster, escort and no vaping around me.”

🇦 🇩 🇪 🇲 🇴 🇱 🇦 ’🇸  🇵 🇴 🇻 

•𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐋𝐀 𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐋𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐖•

“Pretty Boy!!” 

I groaned as she came to my view. Moyosola and I had just finished our study session and she stood beside me gripping my hand tightly as she stared at her.

The only person who called me 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝑩𝒐𝒚 when she was giddy and 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒘 when she wanted to be serious, i guess.

“Yes, Princess?” Moyo glared at me before staring at the hazel-brown eyed elite in front of us.

“Hi Moyo…”

“Treasure.” She replied before pecking me on the cheek and walking away, leaving Treasure and I alone.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” she asked, folding her arms. Today, her faux locs were wrapped in a doughnut bun.

“huh?”

“Its rude to stare.”

“Youre literally in my fucking view.” I explained and she pulled my arm towards the recreation building. 

“Where are we going anyway?” 

She was dressed in gym outfits, leggings that reached her ankle and a long sleeve compression shirt that hugged everything in her body.

“Does your brother know you're running around in this?”

she turned to me, “Who? Michael? He sent me to call you. Apparently you guys are having training in the gym today.”

Fuck, ive been tricked.

I hated Gym training so I always called in sick. Now Michael sent his sister to bring me in.

I tried to pull my arm but her nails dug into my skin. “Pretty Boy, I wouldn't try that. Besides, it's just a session of lifting weights and maybe running.”

“Lifting weights…hm…would you let me lift you?” I said, smirking, earning a shocked gasp from her.

“Me? Weight? I'm not fat! Or heavy.”

“Yeah, you're thick. Perfect for weightlifting.” She slapped my back as we entered the recreation building.

I loved teasing her, she was too stuck up. Too uptight. I loved helping her loosen up, even though it was only around me.

I stared to see Moyo also in her gym clothes watching Treasure and I. I gulped.

“I told you i was gonna bring him.” Treasure said to her brother who gave her a high five. 

“I hate you bro.”I muttered to Michael who just chuckled, staring at his sister whose hands rested on her hips.

Michael and Treasure were very identical twins. The only difference was  their voices and Michael was inches taller and more manly while Treasure was inches shorter and endowed.

“Your pretty hips would look better in weight lifting.” I teased again, making her gasp, hitting her brother’s arm to defend her.

“Okay, my twin sister is not fat and is not an object for lifting.” I nodded, walking towards her and pecking her forehead.

She hated it when I did it.

And that made me 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 doing it.

🇹 🇷 🇪 🇦 🇸 🇺 🇷 🇪 ’🇸  🇵 🇴 🇻 

•𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃•

I ran some meters, breathing heavily as I stood near the other girls, who rested around the pool area.

“That's a new record,” Omowunmi told me, handing me a bottle of water as Moyo and Cherish stalked towards me.

I hissed, trying to catch my breath as moyo kept glaring at me.

“What do you think you're doing?” She asked me and I stared at the bottle of water in confusion.

“I dont quite u-”

“You know he is betrothed to me. right?” 

Oh.

“I am too tired for this, Jealousy makes you look disgusting.” I spat the words at her struggling to breathe normally as I walked away.

“Treasure! I'm talking to you.” She gripped my shoulder pulling me towards her as I slipped, hitting my head on the tile, submerging in the cold water.

I could hear their screams as I struggled to swim up, but my lungs already failed me. The water pulled onto my body, echoes calling me.

𝑱𝒐𝒊𝒏 𝒖𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌.

𝑯𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒉𝒂!!!! 𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆!

As my eyes struggled to close, I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist, pulling me up. I recognized the figure, Short dreadlocks and striking blue eyes.

I gripped onto his neck, my lungs burning. 

“S-save me, please…”