End of Tyranny

It's my second day at school. I decided to make a scene regardless of Kylo's threats. Speaking of, the door opened and revealed her who was looking at me from the back.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

"I've never been this ready," I replied as I faced her.

She examined me from head to foot. Her mouth flung open.

"What did you do to me? I look… beautiful" she said.

"I transformed you into a human being."

I put on some makeup and lenses. I also got rid of her glasses.

"I don't know if this is a good thing, but don't show-off too much," she said.

"You should be thanking me, kid. If you were my daughter, I would also do the same thing."

She looks at me for a minute. I feel like she's tearing up.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said and looked away.

"How did you learn how to put on some makeup? Have you been gay?"

"No. I have to learn it for undercover purposes. Impressive, right?"

"Yeah, whatever."

"Are we done with the interview? I have to go. Bye," I said and flipped my hair.

The usual thing happened. Their eyes were following me as I walked down the hallway. The students were whispering some gibberish. With my heads up, I passed by them like a model. I entered the room and the same thing happened. They all look at me from head to foot.

"What's up? You look like you've seen a ghost," I said and smiled.

"You look different, Kylo."

"Yeah. You're gorgeous."

"I've always been. I just don't have the energy to keep myself low," I said and sat down.

I love this feeling. The feeling I get when people look at me with amazement like I'm no other. Funny how teens are impressed with physical beauty like it's all that matters in this world. You know what matters? The belief in one's self.

Our teacher entered the room with a pile of papers in her hand. Ms. Mariosa was a living doll. She seems to walk on a red carpet every day with her fashion sense. She's beauty and brain. I must say that she could be a candidate for my wife. If only we've met earlier. She could melt my heart of stone.

"Good morning, Class. Today, I'm going to announce who got the highest score on our long quiz yesterday. In fact, she got the perfect score," Ms. Mariosa said.

I glanced at the elites. They were smiling from ear to ear. I could hear their annoying whispers.

"It's always been me. I'm getting bored sometimes," Rhein whispered.

I like the spirit. She should donate some of it to Kylo, she needs it more than anyone.

"Clap your hands to the person who got the perfect score. Please stand up, Kylo Morris."

The claps faded when I stood up. Again, the room was filled with whispers. Most of them were against me. I gaze at Rhein and saw her distorted face. I smiled in satisfaction.

"Excuse me, Ma'am," Rhein said while raising her hand.

"Yes?"

"Haven't you heard the rumor? She's a cheater. I bet she cheated again," Rhein said and grinned.

"Yes, Ma'am. She can't possibly get a perfect score. She barely passed tests," Jasmine said and they all laughed.

"She could wear some make-up and lenses, but it won't hide the fact that she's dumb," Agatha said and they laughed louder.

Oh, Agatha dared to speak up after I warned her not to. Well, she left me with the best choice.

"If you firmly believed that I cheated, hand me a proof," I said.

"We don't need anything like that. You're records are enough," Jasmine said.

"It's all in the past, Jasmine. I've changed for the better," I replied.

"That's enough, students. Kylo's right. It's all in the past. It's good that she has improved a lot. Change is constant. Everyone can do better. Kylo, please sit down," Miss Mariosa said.

Before I could sit down, Rhein spoke again. She can't keep her mouth shut, can she?

"This is unacceptable, Ma'am," Rhein said.

"Cut it off, Rhein. Accept it, your reign is over," I said and smirked.

She rolled her eyes.

"Wow. It's just a perfect score in one subject, Kylo. Don't feel too proud," Rhein said that made everyone laughed.

"Really? Then why are you so threatened? Care to explain?" I replied.

"Gosh, I know it's hard to live without a father. I understand why you're acting like this," she said sarcastically.

"Thank you for your understanding, but I can't understand you. I'm not an orphan," I said.

Rhein was frozen. Apparently, no one knows that she's an orphan and was adopted.

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

She pretended not to know when her voice was shaking.

"Tell me, what does it feel, Rhein? How does it feel to be thrown away by your own parents, your own blood? It feels horrible, right? That's why when a rich family picked you up, it overwhelmed you. Remember this, Rhein. Your wealth is not yours. You will always be trash. Well, not exactly because trashes could be useful. But with your attitude, you're worse than trash," I said.

A tear escaped from Rhein's eyes.

"Kylo, that's enough," Miss Mariosa said.

I sat down with poise. I gave her what she deserves. Her horns need some cutting.

The discussion went smoothly like nothing happened. I have to behave, or I might destroy their lives in a matter of seconds. These kids think that they're above everyone else. Unfortunately, I was too high that they couldn't see what's above them.

When the bell rang, our teacher went out of the room. I was about to go out when they locked the door in front of me. I could sense a bad omen.

"What are you up to?" I asked and faced the elites.

"You're being too much, Kylo," Jasmine said.

"Me?" I replied and laughed.

"Why are you acting like the victim? Let me remind you that you were bullying me. I was just fighting for my right," I said.

"Oh, girl. Today, you're going to lose your rights permanently," Jasmine said.

"Wait for a second, before you do something unimaginable to me, let me put down my stuff," I said and left my bag at a corner. I also prepared my phone to record everything.

"Okay, what are you going to do with me?" I asked.

John stepped in front of me and punched me on my stomach. Instead of helping, the students were just staring at me.

"Seriously? Are you even a man? You dare to attack a helpless woman?" I asked.

"I don't care, Kylo," he said and kicked me on the stomach again.

I fell on the floor and acted like I'm in pain when I can't feel much at all.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked while crying.

"Why? Because you're annoying and disobedient," Jasmine said.

"You acted tough yesterday, but we're not shaken. Not even a bit," Agatha added.

"We know you can't do what you're threatening us. You can't fool us. We rule this school, and no one can take us down. So just do what we say," Rhein said.

"John, kick her ass for one last time," Agatha ordered.

John raised his right foot and was about to land it on my face when I got a hold of it. I smirked and grabbed his foot. I twisted it until he ached in pain. I stood up and dragged his feet. His body fell down and his lips kissed the floor. I sat on his back and grabbed his hands and placed it behind his head.

"This is how you catch a criminal," I said.

I looked at their horrified faces.

"John, this is how the cops caught your father and put him behind bars. Don't tell me you're going to follow his steps and become a murderer just because of these brats?" I said.

John was panting. He tried to get away, but his force wasn't enough. Jasmine took a step towards me.

"Don't you dare, Jasmine," I warned.

She stopped. I could feel her nervousness.

"Don't you know that your father ordered the murder?" I said to Jasmine.

"John, senator Suarez ordered your father to kill someone. Your father shut his mouth and took the fall while the senator comes clean. In return, the politician paid for your studies. If your father speaks up, the investigation will continue but you have to say goodbye to your education," I said.

Jasmine took a few steps backward. Her mouth flung open and tears flowed down to her cheeks.

"That's not true. You're lying," she whispered.

"Come on, you know it's possible. Your tears say it all," I said.

"John, are you going to go under like your father?" I asked.

I diverted my attention to Agatha.

"And to you, Agatha. I saw that you haven't taken my warning seriously. I've been very considerate to you and your friends, but you seem not to notice it," I said.

I stood up and tried to clean the dirt on my uniform. I grabbed my bag and showed my phone to them.

"Everything was recorded here. This might teach you a lesson. Do you think you can outsmart me? See you at the principal's office tomorrow," I said.

I walked toward the door. Before I could open it, John spoke.

"How did you know everything?" he asked.

I glanced at him for the last time.

"I've been dumb for too long. The time has come for me to end your tyranny," I said and walked out of the room.

As I walked out, it's as if a huge explosion occurred behind me like from one of my missions. How I missed those days when I am licensed to kill and I could blow up everything. At this moment, all I could blow was their mind.

I went to the comfort room to fix my makeup. I realized that I'm too good at being a woman. Well, I'm good at everything. When I'm done, I walked the path beside the basketball court. I stopped and looked at the players for a minute. It brings back memories. Even though we were trained to become agents, we weren't deprived to play sports. In fact, we have a sports fest. Unfortunately, we don't have cheering squads. If there was, they would've been victims of my charms.

A ball interrupted my thoughts. It was thrown straight to my head. I don't know if it was an accident, but if it wasn't then the person in charge will taste my wrath.

I picked up the ball and walked towards the players. They all looked at me. What interests me the most was the familiar man beside Rafael, which was Treyton. If I could remember, he was Kylo's dream guy. I could see that she's a woman with a low quality of taste with men.

"Who did it on purpose?" I asked.

"It was an accident, I'm sorry," Treyton said.

"Oh? I wasn't convinced," I said with a bored look on my face.

These guys think they're cute.

I looked at the ring and positioned my body. I aimed for a three points shot. My accuracy didn't fail me at all, it never will. They were surprised and looked at me in disbelief.

"Good luck, boys," I said and forced a smile.

I turned my back on them, but I could still hear them.

"Who is she?"

"Kylo Morris."

"Is she that good? I never notice her."

"It was beginner's luck."

I stopped when the ball rolled in front of me. I picked it up and faced the ring. That time, I was farther. I could feel their eyes on me, but who cares?

I threw the ball and it went straight on the spot. Once again, they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Beginner's luck, huh?" I said in a confident tone.

Treyton slowly clapped his hands. He was surprised to see a cute girl swoosh the hoops. But I coldly answered his admiration as I left.

"Keep your applause to yourself, I don't need it."