CHAPTER TWO: A TRENDING DESIRE

A Year Ago: Redland Palace

"Maya Angelo Johnson, your father expects you continue his legacy. And how are you going do that if you do not undergo our tradition and marry?" her mother commanded in a high queen voice.

"Mother, I mean high queen I shall and will not marry without my heart’s desire" she exclaimed tensely hating every minute of being around her family.

I mean all, even the people of Redland demanded she marry. From that point on she saw that she couldn’t have a life of her own. She left her mother on the throne and demanded Jessica to watch over her mother as she packed her things to leave. As she was leaving her sister followed her with her own bag of clothes.

"I am not staying behind this time alone, I mean they will practically make me you soon enough, I wish father was alive so we wouldn’t have to deal with this" she exclaimed giving her sister the look that said I am not going anywhere without you and nothing will change my mind. They both left with their mother on the window watching them leave as tears went down her face.

"Madison, find my husband and tell him to come home, do not come back without him" the high queen declared softly.

Maya sometimes felt inadequate to her family, but strong in the world for she felt like she was making a big impact in children's life, an important time and role for human beings.

Well now she has to work with older kids without her family’s business maddening her.

Although she was already regretting saying yes to the opportunity, I mean to her it was the biggest challenge ever, to work with hormonal teenagers, especially with the way she was and looked. Knowing what other hormonal students thought was something she didn’t find enticing and enjoyable.

Maya's P.O.V

'Creek creek creek' my alarm buzzer went off.

"I'm up..." I screamed to no one but myself.

It was funny how I was old but still woke up like a jolting ten-year-old ready for her favorite cereal.

'Where did time fly to?' I thought hysterically imagining the way I wake up in some mornings.

'Man can I sleep for like five minutes' I complained tiredly laying back down.

'I hate starting over, I mean I am going to be teaching old students now. I wonder how that's going to be like. I mean I have always taught kindergarten but seniors, this is going to be the death of me' I whined imagining my senior years; face-palming myself shaking my head vigorously hating every second of it.

‘Yes we had school, we were not home school like celebrities. We chose to go to school. Although we did not choose our own school but we did experience school, and it was an amazing experience’

'Wait, what time is it?' I wondered worried all of a sudden.

'Shucks! I might be late' I contemplated taking my phone from my headboard checking the time.

"Shit, shit! How much time did I spend thinking?” I threw my phone in my bed hurryingly.

‘I need to stop waking up on time to start over thinking things, I’m literary always late' I thought running around preparing for school. It was seven in the morning, thirty minutes after I had woken up. I ran to my bathroom to fix myself. I started off by looking at myself in the mirror, it was my daily routine before I went out of my room.

"O.M. G....my fac..." I never finished my sentence as Andrea, dashed in my bathroom like a SWAT team.

"Are you aright sis?" she asked panting heavily trying to hold her breath, I just rolled my eyes at her which gained me a weird look form her.

“Do you ever sleep?” I asked sarcastically.

Every time I whined or screamed about something, she would come into my run like a bolt of thunder, it scared me sometimes, but truthfully I appreciate her for worrying, it shows how much she cares.

She studied me but acted as if she didn't see any problem that could have caused my hysteria.

'Seriously!' we both thought annoyed as to why she had run this much if there wasn’t any problem.

"Seriously! You mean you don’t see it" I half screamed indulging my face showing her my eyes.

"Do you see my face, my face Andrea? My face is red and my eyes.... oh! My eyes...they are…..dude this isn’t happening again….aghhhh" I continued showing her how bad they looked.

'I can’t go out like this'.

My sister gave me a knowing look after realizing why I was making a fuss, and smirked. 'Yeah you can't' she mind replied.

Agitated at her reaction I asked in an annoyed tone. 'Oh so you think it’s funny?'

"Crescent black, yeah yeah! Dude you got me all worked up for what...nada! Damn! You should ask yourself what's gotten inside your you know what! or.........WHO?" Andrea rambled raising her hands up for surrender, and rolling her eyes running away from me whiles emphasizing the who part with a little too much laughter and ego.

'Fuck you' well I was referring to Andrea but she diverted it.

‘I think she already did. Sike! hahaha’ she finished.

“I hate you”

“Love you too sis”

‘Agh! This is bad, this is bad. It’s going to be a long day’ I whined trying to calm down.

Andrea knew all too well why I was all worked up.

‘Ok we both know the name but we decided to never say it. The name just gets me into the edge. I don’t know why but ever since she was a child she had that effect on me. Ok! Not to sound like a pedophile but let’s just say I grew to care more about her, like a little too much. Yeah I know she doesn’t exist and all, and I shouldn’t be worked up like this but it happens, so Yah! This has been my life for five years now’

I mean one time, I said it once in my sleep whistle Andrea was around and she woke up in the morning and asked me about it, and let me tell you, what followed next wasn’t planned it so just happened that the whole house turned into a mortuary.

'Hey blame her for being noisy. I didn’t mean to turn the whole house to negative five degrees, girl’s name just made me tick for a second there.'

'Yes it’s a her! I am not gay or bisexual. I mean I don’t like girls like that and the fact that I have been dreaming about her nonstop hasn’t made things easier. I’m just straight but I don’t know what happened when I met her. Well I attached to her that much up until I met her but yeah you get the idea, spending time around her and seeing her survive all that she did got me catching feelings. Ohhh..Ok! I know I just said we met, we never met like meet, like she doesn’t exist in real life but I mean in my dreams. I don’t know if I’m making any sense but anyways let’s continue.’ Sensing a bit of anxiety and hotness I looked down at my now fuming pants.

‘Fuck! I just had to think about her didn’t I? fuck!' I looked at my now damp pants, black crescent eyes and sweaty body.

‘I need to take a really cold shower, like ASAP’

“Are you ever going to be done?” Andrea asked startling me.

‘I thought she ran’

"Jesus! Andy, don't you have school to go to?" I asked sarcastically with a little annoyance in my voice, my face getting redder by the moment ignoring the fact that my mind was going down memory lane and she had been standing there all this while.

“We both do” she left giving me one worried glance.

'No, we are not going down that road, school awaits and I cannot present myself the way I am right now' I stopped my mind from opening doors I had closed for five years now.

'You're no fun' she cried through my mind, well let me introduce you to my annoying inner-self.

'You are trouble' I scolded my inner-self annoyed.

'Well I’m us and if I’m trouble and so are you, us, you know we will both enjoy this' she wined making me groan from the truth.

'Shut up! We cannot have this conversation, not right now. I have school to go to, I can’t be appearing wearing glasses all day long just because of one non-existing human' I closed the chapter before we could start an argument because I knew she was going to win.

'Damn! Why Maya why, today out of all days? Now you have to deal with this' I scolded looking at myself in the mirror shaking my head vigorously.

Deciding to ignore the feelings at the pit of my stomach I started the shower. Something wasn’t right, something was weird about today, I don’t know what but my senses were heightened, I could literary smell Andrea’s perfume in the kitchen. I could hear the neighbor’s talking, their dog barking.

And I felt like shit.

'I feel like shit'.

“You are going to get us late” Andrea whined from the kitchen.

I felt tired, out of breath, everything was engulfing. I wanted to make an excuse but decided against it. I mean it was my first day so I could make a bad impression on the first day if I started off with excuses.

“Aren’t you late?” I asked agitated by her perfume, it was kind of overwhelming. I don’t know if it was her scent or her hormonal desire scent for students, it was exhausting.

‘Did you bath on you perfume?’ I asked hating every minute of inhaling it.

“Did you drop me in it?” she questioned sarcastically agitating me more.

““Aren’t you late?” I probed hoping she will leave me be.

"Oh you mean the school we are both going to!" she yelled from the kitchen deciding to answer after a longtime.

'Was it that long or was I in my head that long?' huffing I recovered and closed all emotions.

'No emotions today, just a stone cold Maya'.

"Shit! School!" I cursed realizing I was late on my first day, actually we were both late.

I rushed into the shower, took a bath and was out in ten minutes. I gave myself one last look in the mirror, and was pleased with myself.

'Well my panic of school must have calmed me down' I looked at my eyes that were back to normal.

‘Call it whatever you want Maya’ my inner self chimed out of nowhere.

‘Shut up!’ I demanded a bit harshly.

"Oh my.... did you bath?" Andrea startled me whistle leaning on my bed.

"Jesus! Andy!......what are you doing here" jumping with hysteria I questioned. Deciding to ignore her presence I moved about dressing up like a crazy child ready for a day out at the fun fair, whiles pacing around the room gathering my things for school. I ignored her presence and finished all I needed to do.

My sister looked at me like I was crazy.

'What is up with her?' she pondered as she studied me, and checking the time on her phone.

‘You know we are tied together right!’

‘Get out of my head creep’ she finished whilst looking at her watch raising an eyebrow.

'We are going to be late!........’ I looked at her thinking face.

‘Well at least you will be my excuse' she smiled mischievously looking at me.

I shook my head realizing I had been watching her, forgetting where I needed to be.

'Again, tied together' I said through our mind link as I rummaged around the room in search.

"What are you're looking for?" she ignored my outburst and asked, probably agitated that I was reading her mind and wasting time.

"My phone!" I responded bluntly giving her an annoyed look.

She studied me for a minute getting irritated with every response and action I made. I could feel her annoyance grow although it wasn’t as bad as I get sometimes.

'Ok I love her but today, today she is too much. What is wrong with her? I mean this isn't the first time she has had that dream but the effect it has on her today? I don't know!' she looked at me confused and concerned.

I chose to ignore her concern, I was conflicted myself. Shrugging it off, she decided to help me look for my phone.

I shook my head, hating what she thought, it was kind of true.

'There’s nothing wrong with me’ I lied assuring her.

Truthfully I wanted nothing but to curl up and sleep for decades. Just disappear from this world. I gave her a reassuring look then we continued looking for my phone with no one saying anything.

"Here you go, are you......." My sister didn't finish her sentence as I promptly took my phone from her, and gave her the look that said I know what you're about to ask but don't.

Knowing me very well she avoided my gaze and outburst and stood still waiting for me to say something further but I just ignored her. She got fed up after a long wait.

"You are acting too weird today. I know you're weird but today it's just...." deciding not to finish her sentence, but playing it off with too much concern and annoyance she huffed and went out of my room without waiting for my response.

I looked at her as she was leaving my room, huffing I took my bag with my shiny red stiletto six inch heels following her to the kitchen.

I had gone to a no emotion state so anything she did didn’t faze me one bit. I would sometimes do this when I didn’t want to deal with something at that moment and it sometimes helped, well most of the time because I do not get hurt often. I know I had to express myself but sometimes it was a hindrance.

I got out of my room wearing a white short-sleeved blouse shirt that showed a little of cleavage, well it was kind of a see through but I didn't mind showing off my red Victorian secret bra that clung on my boobs giving me a little too much cleavage, and I loved it. I finished it off with a black pencil skirt that reached my knees and hugged my bosom lower part giving me curves in all the right places. I was perfectly build and I knew all too much. I was all about first impression counts and I was determined to look sexy every day, no matter the situation or my emotions. I wanted to always be ready, for what or who I didn’t care, but I felt if opportunities were to present themselves I would not let them pass me by unnoticed.

Andrea was waiting for me in the kitchen sitting on the top of the island. I looked at her and smiled shaking my head at her ignoring our previous drastic melodrama drowning the tension between us, she started laughing lightly.

"I feel for them kids; you are going to be torturing them young minds" she posed sarcastically eying me up and down shaking her head like a parent’s disapproval.

"Well says the one wearing that!" I responded rolling my eyes pointing at her choice of clothes.

She was dressed up in a blue 90s skosh miniskirt with a white school shirt, long white socks and blue vans. Her shirt was a little small for her, it showed traces of her bra and body.

'What a little slut you’re' but truthfully I was loving how she was comfortable and proud of the person she was.

'Makes two of us' she responded reading my mind.

'Stay out of my head!' I joked.

'Says the one who’s always in mines, anyways let's go' we both just laughed and took our bags ready to leave.

We both had the gift of reading each other, it was a connection we had, mine was just a little too strong I could read other people’s minds but not her.

'What are you my mother?' she scrunched up and ignored my statement.

"Whatever!" she reciprocated with a goofy smile, we loved each other too much to stay mad at each other, and we had vowed never to get cross to a point of no return or better yet more than an hour, I told her it was a waste of energy and time.

We both shared a knowing laugh whiles eyeing each other, shaking our heads as we looked at our choice of clothes. Truthfully it was sluty. It was like we were going to a modeling school.

Truth be told, we really did look a little too much. Like Victoria secret models.

‘We are like models going out for a sexy photo-shoot’ we both shared a laughed after my statement.

I don’t know why but living in a place where you do not belong and you are scared of who might recognize you, we stayed long in our heads it had become a habit, even when it’s unnecessary. .

We took off going to the car outside the driveway, with her locking the door behind. We got inside my car and took off to school mimicking songs we both enjoyed along the way. We reached the school in fifteen minutes, with five minutes to spare.

"We are early. Lucky bastard! I was going to ditch you and say I don't know you" I playfully laughed, she just rolled her eyes at me.

Laughing at her reaction I continued looking at the school as I had been doing the whole time we got out of the car.

We were both standing admiring the school's design. We both turned to each other, it was beautiful just not that beautiful in my head or so I had thought, and we laughed. It was our internal joke we sometimes did and Andrea knew very well what I was thinking. I had told her my expectations of the school and now, well we both got to witness it.

'Not bad! Think alike! Jinx!’ we laughed at our playfulness.

"Let the games begin" Andrea sarcastically posed in a horsy voice licking her mouth baffling me.

'Gross' I gave her an annoyed but playful smirk rolling my eyes and shaking my head.

"Aren't no games being played you bum, you are here for your studies" I side eyed her, giggling a bit.

‘I already finished school remember?’ she chimed rolling her eyes at me.

‘Smart ass! You just got to act interested. Like any normal hormonal teenager’ she just rolled her eyes more.

‘Hormonal you say’ she repeated my words wiggling her eyes.

“Shut up!” I decided to break our mind link knowing very well she was about to torture me.

I dragged her with me as we approached the school's doors together joking around, still laughing and holding hands. Along the corridors a group of kids were standing in the hallway weirdly looking at us approaching. My sister studied all of them as we approached and walking pass them.

"The jocks, the loners, the losers and the geeks, where is princess bitch?" she pointed with her free hand to the groups in front of us with too much sarcasm.

“Behave!” I emphasized realizing she was still into it.

I studied them as I passed and saw the jocks looking at us weirdly. I grabbed her close to me making it too awkward for them.

'Is this weird enough?' Andrea followed my gaze and looked at my exploit. She just laughed and shrugged it off following my actions embracing me.

'Love you too sis' I just smiled at her mockery.

Ok! I kind of did indulge her but blame me, this students seemed not to understand the saying that says ‘staring is rude’.

I mean she knew me all too well, I was protective and possessive, and I hate being stared at. I am playful around her but catch me alone, some people would say I looked like I’m planning to kill someone when I’m quite.

‘You a little bit sassy’ she mocked.

'Go figure. I just don’t want no bullshit that’s all'.

I laughed as my sister gave me a are you for sure look laughing with me.

'I feel for the guy you will date or a certain girl you will date' I rolled my eyes at her ignoring the last part.

Truthfully it got to me. I wondered if she existed. I mean who constantly dreamt about a non-existing being?

‘Who am I kidding, she’s just a figment of my imagination’

‘A figment of your imagination that has become too hot even for you?’ she probed in a hush voice.

‘Lady of my head!’ I whined.

‘…and definitely no dating right here. None’s worthy anyways!' I acted normal. In truth I was dying inside with questions and confusion, I just didn’t want to dwell on them. Yet!

Remember I had shut down my emotions so whatever she said that was emotional now was kind of bouncing in me, I wasn’t playing with the shutdown emotions. I took it seriously. I mean if I didn’t I would make a mess of myself in front of a lot of people.

We continued walking the hallways passing students that looked at my sister with either envy or dislike. We both were beautiful but I was too beautiful she always said, and so I had been told, and my sister understood why the students were giving her such looks. They wanted to be her or be around me. Well that’s people’s perception anyway, me and my sister were just alike in every way.

'I just want my sister around that’s all, forever if it’s all it takes'. She turned and kissed my cheek not giving me the chance to protest

'Oh! I love you to, but I’m leaving your dump ass once I find my soul mate' I smiled at her, I guess she heard that.

‘I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth’ I joked. Truthfully would just to make sure she was happy and safe.

We were walking down the corridors, I was in my head again and my sister had been nudging me thousand times before I squealed and turned to her like a lost somebody. I had been so focused in watching the student’s expressions, it was priceless. It was like we owned the school, or had been there for so long. But that was after my eyes landed on someone’s back.

‘That back…that body….’

"What?" I yelled a bit half annoyed and confused at my sister, well I wasn’t annoyed just that I like whining around her for no reason. Well this time I was whining for a reason.

"Dude you been hurting me" Andrea said confusingly showing me where I had been hurting her. Well seems I had been holding her hand too tight I didn’t notice.

Breathing deeply, I looked at her confused and looked at her hand that she was showing me.

'Wait! When did I do that?' worried I tried to figure it out, studying my sister's hand. Well blame me but I was suddenly taken by a striking somebody. I didn’t realize I had been looking too much and my emotions were haywire.

"I'm sorry sis" I muttered with a soft voice deciding to apologize but with detachment, I was still taken by that somebody.

I turned my gaze back to where I was looking, Andrea noticing my reactions and detachment followed my gaze troubled as to what had drawn my mind into hurting her.

"Who is that?" and she was suddenly drawn too. My sister spoke softly into my ear, which caused me to jump and cause a little bit of a squeal and commotion.

I regained my composure realizing a lot of students were looking at us now.

"Shit....... don't do that!" although I returned my gaze to where I had been looking.

I don’t know why but I just had to look at him. There was something about him I couldn’t put a finger on.

"I don’t like boys but damn him......." I head Andrea cry out in want. Realizing I probably looked creepy looking at him this much I tried regaining my strength and posture.

Although after registering what she just said I felt a pang of jealousness and possessiveness as I realized she was gawking at the same person I was.

'Whoa there tiger! You can't be jealous over a student, a young student boy whom you know nothing about, not that knowing him would make any difference. He is a student for Christ sake!' I tried shifting my gaze but I was still looking.

‘I probably look like a real creep right now’ I tried to shift my gaze but it just kept on going back to him.

'Fuck it I don’t care. I just want a peak’ my inner-self busted surprising me.

'Wow, he is hot, and I don't care about the issues you're raising, I don’t care that he is a student but damnnnnn him, who said beauty can’t be from behind!' my inner-self muttered dreamingly.

'Ok now, chill! You’re tripping' I gave her an annoyed but egotistical response.

'Well WE are tripping, and he is hoooot' she continued but stating the fact annoying the hell out of me as I was trying so hard to act like I didn’t care.

He was still far from us; we were going to pass by him but I couldn’t stop eyeing him. It’s a good thing he was back facing us.

‘Talk about being a little too much’

'Stop, stop, stop it' I battled as I realized I just saw the most handsome boy in the whole world well his behind to be precise but I had to ignore him.

'He’s a student for goodness sake!’ I yelled at my inner self.

I had closed Andrea out, I did not want her knowing what I was thinking about. I mean in as much as it was embarrassing, she was going to find another thing to annoy me with.

‘What has gotten to me? Why the young all of a sudden? First her now him. What is happening to me?’

‘Well thanks captain obvious, and I don’t care' my inner-self replied in a matter of fact, 'And you agree with me so phish posh! Just quit whining and enjoy the view shish’ she finished sarcastically.

'Ok, ok! I will agree with you on one condition!' I tried blackmailing her because if I didn’t I would have to deal with a lot, first my eyes then my emotions so yeah I am cool.

'What?' she asked grumblingly.

'If you stop talking' I waited in anticipation.

'Mmhhh..Maybe......Ok! Whatever you say, what do you want? but damn he's hot. I just had to say that one last time. Wait! Do you see something different about him? There is something totally different about him. It feels like we know him' she stated unsure of her words but gave me a headache.

‘Now I have to think about where I know a student from, I don’t know any old student’ I ignored her pressing question, it was kind of true. My emotions were going haywire, I decided on shutting her off along the process, because I meant it, she was going to get me into trouble.

'We know him, bitch please!’ I thought to myself, realizing she got inside my head. ‘Well she is in my head but fuck!’

'Heeeeeloooo, you didn't just say that, and stop fighting it, you know WE like looking at him, WE want him' that’s what she decided to stick with afraid I will shut her off again.

She knew all too well I would if she my job. I mean I had made it clear I don’t like looking like a fool around people and I certainly don’t like looking like a child. She knew I could shut her off for a longtime. Once I shut her off for five years. I just got her back, like a year ago so she was a little skeptical she knew she made me feel things I didn’t want to so now she chose her battles.

'Aghhhhhh Ok fine, he's hot; now shut up' I fought back ignoring the headache I was beginning to have.

'Mmmhh mmmhhh, whatever! You'll see!' she muttered closing the chapter.

"Dude why are you twitching?" Andrea asked skeptically.

I had been busy shaking my head, closing and opening my eyes, staring at one direction. It was a habit I knew all too well, I had that tendency when I was fighting with my inner-self. One time I was in front of the mirror, and let me just say the sight wasn’t pleasing.

'You shut me off didn’t you, you were having a battle with your other half!' she stated in a matter of fact raising her finger not allowing me to answer.

I in turn just gave her the look that says shut up.

"Ohhhhhh my......." Andrea plastered a smirk as she realized my outrage 'You...'

"Shut up!" I replied so fast I didn't want her saying it.

She chose to ignore me; I mean it was a student so it didn't matter much.

'I hate my inner self' she whined in her mind probably remembering what once happened to her at our father’s workplace.

'Wait you hate me, US?' her inner-self whined like a child declined of candy.

'No, now shut up you're disturbing me' she declined her inner-self the conversation she was seeking for.

Well in my point of view I had met men and didn't find them enticing as the student that was right in front of me. Yes, he had a hoody on and I couldn't see his face or his eyes but his posture and body did it for me, big time.

As we were passing by him, I couldn't help but sniff the air for his scent.

'Weird much! But WE love it, she's ours' my inner-self muttered to me enjoying the moment.

'Shut up' I declared ignoring the grin that had started to form.

My insides churned, my mouth got dry, my lips got peaky, and my legs got wobbly, my sight got dim and fuzzy, and in-between my thighs it got hotter than normal. I shook my head trying to ignore the arising feeling. All this while all this happened with Andrea still bubbling about God knows what next to me. Well blame me but I was trying so hard to ignore him and the feelings that kept rising every time we took a step closer. I tried to listen to her but all her words were slurry. I even tried shaking my head to concentrate but it was no use. Andrea saw that I wasn't paying any attention to her, she jerked me off but that only made things worse. I was close to him I could sense it. I almost fell.

‘Imagine the embarrassment’ I hastily turned to Andrea trying to figure out what she wanted but she just gave me a fright face with a cracked smile like she knew nothing about what she just did.

'Dock! You almost made me fall' she smiled searching for mercy for me.

I ignored her. As I turned around to focus on my path but it was too late, I didn’t know I was going the wrong direction, ended up I bumping into someone. The moment I realized I had bumped into the boy I started gawking at him from head to toe, I shivered at his sight and my face turned blood red as he bent down.

I didn’t see his face though, he didn’t even look at who bumped into him ‘but his body, his wholllllle boddddyyyy….’ I thought dreamingly

‘Oh la la’ my inner self mumbled.

"Ummm....do you mind" he inquired probably annoyed picking up his books not looking up one bit, probably too pissed off he didn’t even want to know who bumped into him.

'Well done!' with sarcasm my inner-self stated.

I was so lost in trance I did not mutter anything nor was I able to fathom anything. My sister saw my frozen state and started apologizing on my behalf.

"I am so sorry for my sister; I was the one that distracted her. I'm sorry" she pleaded helping him pick up his books, although he continued not giving me even a glimpse, well she looked at my sister but definitely not me.

‘I want to see his face’ I cried to my inner self.

‘Well now you can’t. Or maybe you can if you just moved your ass and helped him out’ but I couldn’t move.

'Please shut up, I'm trying to think of what to say, and how to say sorry' I thought to my inner-self who in turn just shrugged me off and stayed quiet.

I was standing there like a statue; I did not understand why all of a sudden my mouth was stuck. I mean I couldn't move, I wanted to cry, my eyes instantly got watery. I looked at the boy who had been facing down picking his books up, I felt bad I wanted to kick myself and scream at my stupidity. The boy stood up slowly, I shifted my gaze not looking at him. I didn’t want him seeing me about to cry. Why the hell would I say I was crying for anyways?

‘Fuck I hate this’.

As he stood up perfectly I got a hint of his scent, this time it engulfed me. I looked down at my feet nervous to look up, my mind was fuzzy I did not know what was wrong with me.

'Maya Angelo Johnson get a grip of yourself. Just look at him and say you're sorry' my inner-self advised but I couldn't, it was like my whole body had been frozen on ice, I couldn't walk away at least to save myself the embarrassment.

'Ok dummy, say sorry while looking down, I mean that's all that matters right now or he's going to hate us forever' my inner-self softly ordered me, but my mouth wasn't fathoming any words.

'What is wrong with me?'

'I don’t know ask your stitched up mouth' my inner self rambled annoyed at me.

I stood there which felt like eternity and the moment I felt the awkwardness rising I left with a wimping sorry, whiles walking away from him like a beat up puppy.

'What the f....is wrong with you, well you just lost the chance of knowing him. Now he's going to think you're some rude weirdo bully ass teacher that like bumping on students?' my inner-self stated boringly.

'Oh shut it'.

Whiles rushing away from them I heard Andrea saying.

'I'm sorry for my sister, she is not usually like that, and I’m sure she will come around and say sorry herself' she rushed after me.

The boy on the other hand didn't answer her, he just continued getting his books from his locker ignoring my sister's declaration.

‘Rude much’

‘Aye, do you blame him?’

‘Whatever!’ I closed the conversation before it escalated.

"Dude, what the fuck......?" Andrea asked as she caught up, she nudged and gave me a confused look.

'Seriously!' she insisted.

"I am going to see the principal" I avoided her questions and gaze, and her outburst.

I couldn’t take the embarrassment of explaining that to her.

Ok! Not just because she was going to laugh at me the whole year but she was going to make a fuss about it and make me talk about it, and there was nothing to talk about.

'Wasn’t there though?' I wasn’t sure either, but I was hell bent on ignoring what just transpired. I myself didn't know what came over me. I mean I wanted to apologize and look at him. Yes, he was a student and he was out of bounds for me but I just wanted to get a look. Get to know him a little better.

'I mean one look wouldn't kill right!'

I got inside the registration building, and was met by soft welcoming eyes.

"Hello dear, I am Miranda, how can I be of your assistance. Are you our new student Andrea Johnson?" she asked welcomingly smiling.

I had regained my composure and was back to my bubbly cold self. I giggled at her and shook my head declining her claim.

"I am Maya Johnson; Andrea is my sister. Well you are only wrong with the name other than that you're correct" I joked.

"Actually, I'm the new substitute English and History teacher in the senior's department" I chimed lovingly.

I was happy I had been welcomed with warm arms at the school. The situation before almost made me run away and never come back to declare my position. It was so embarrassing, I had never been embarrassed this way in my entire life, especially by a child.

'Speaking of the situation' my mind drifted off to what had happened in the hallway.

'No, no! You do not deserve to talk about it, you were too much of a chicken. There is literary nothing to say' my inner-self battled annoyingly declining me the conversation I needed.

I gave up on thinking, shook my head and looked at Miranda who had been making a call to the principal announcing my presence. She finished and turned to me with a smile plastered.

"She is busy for now please wait for her on those chairs" she pointed at some chairs next to her table that were used for waiting.

"Miranda baby, can you get me my schedule" a husky yet sultry voice said slowly.

I was so lost in my own thoughts that I didn't realize who had been following me. I jolted the moment I heard the voice. Well, yes I heard his voice, and it stuck in my head like a love song, I hate and love it.

'Relax, relax! He is just getting his schedule and leaving, relax! by the way why don't you try and say your apologies now or better yet, be the chicken you become around him and just put your head down and act like you didn’t see him come in mmhh?' my inner-self meditated to me sarcastically as I was growing anxious, shaking like reed in a river.

'Oh shut up' I burst out loudly unknowingly, placing a hand on my mouth the moment realization hit in, but it was too late.

"Are you alright dear?" Miranda asked soothingly like a worried my mother.

“Yeah” I lied.

I kept my face down nervously not sure if he was still there or not, not looking at me act all cracked; searching my bag for nothing, trying to avoid his gaze.

I heard the principal shout for Miranda to let me in, I jolted up without waiting for Miranda's consent, and ran like a little baby confusing Miranda who was now left alone to her own thoughts.

'When did he leave? Well I’m sure the moment he realized it was me he didn’t waste no time leaving!’

‘Well yeah!’ My inner-self agreed making me hate myself more that I already was.

I mean it was like something got under my pants, well literary, something did get under my pants!! I shrugged ignoring the thoughts and feelings that wanted to escape.

Andrea's P.O.V

I maneuvered through the students making my way to the secretary after being left by my sister with my head faced down.

"Bang"

"Damn, shit! shit! shit!" I swore as my head met something strong, giving a slight dizzy head.

"Fuck! Can you watch where you are going? Oh! It’s you. Does any of you guys have a problem of bumping into people!" a husky yet soft voice said agitatedly with sarcasm chuckling at me.

I looked up and my eyes couldn't believe it.

'It's him'.

'My word is he hot'

I gawked eye fucking him. The boy in front of me shifted his gaze nervously, hating being analyzed I’m sure. He cleared his throat distracting me from my thoughts. He studied my gaze and chuckled as he realized I wasn't just analyzing but eye fucking him too, well I could tell by his reactions but other than that I couldn’t read him clearly. He was a closed case, so reserved and calm, too calm. I chuckled and shifted my gaze somewhere else.

“Sorry” He shrugged it off and extended his hand.

"I'm Max" he dreamingly ignored the mere fact that I hadn't replied him.

‘That’s weird, and my sister has a thing for a Maxine. Hahaha the irony of what happened today with her and this boy and now the name. Sounds like fate to me’

I took his hand eagerly, realizing how soft and warm they were I held it a little longer looking at him dead in the eyes and all over.

'Sexy, strong, husky yet soft voice, tall and chocolate skinned, muscles in all the right places’

Well he hid them with his hoody but I could still see their outline in his jacket and jeans. Skinny jeans that hugged his perfect long thighs all too well. Full moist lips, big dreamy brown eyes.

‘Man he's all too perfect. Wait! Aren’t I gay? Maybe I’m eyeing him for my sister. If he wasn’t a student he could have been perfect for her'

I retrieved my hand all too fast and weirdly startling myself as I started to worry the way I was ogling the guy in front of me.

“Hey” I shyly shook my head removing all nasty thoughts.

I felt too awkward and all of a sudden wanted to leave. I went around him not giving him the chance to speak. He got a hold of my hand as I was passing by him, giving me a skeptical but questioning look.

"I said I'm Max" he repeated nicely engulfing me with his warmth.

‘Fuck, who are you really?’

I could tell he was enticed by the way I looked at him. I was practically studying and eye fucking him it was weird for me too. He wanted to get to know me. I could see the disappointed look. I mean the boy thing did not do it for me.

“Sorry Max you’re not my type” he just laughed like I said something irrelevant.

‘Wasn’t he trying to hit on me?’

I mean I practically undressed and eye fucked him and he noticed all that, playing all cool but he didn't miss when my expression changed to worry and disgust. I looked at his hand and at him, I felt drawn but why a man, I was sure I was gay!

'What is it about you? Well it won't turn me straight into telling my name anyways' I thought as I studied his face and saw that he looked harmless and actually nice but fierce and dangerous, I don’t know if it made sense.

"I'm Andrea" I replied with a smile, deciding to tell him, just to see where it goes.

Max looked happy to get my name. He smiled a million-dollar smile pleased, he let go of my hand but not before he took it to his lips and kissed it, taking in my reaction of perplexity and delight. I smiled at him again innocently, my insides betraying me as I realized the flutter.

‘Such a gentleman, why aren’t women this charming?’

I bowed my head once at him giving him a thank you sign and took off turning back from time to time still fluttered and confused looking at Max walking away majestically.

'Oh honey if you were a girl, I would do things to you things you wouldn’t forget' I thought as I made my way to the principal's office.

"Hello miss I'm a new transferred student Andrea" I greeted cheerfully. The lady in the front table raised her head and smiled back at me.

"Oh you must be the sister, well I am Miranda by the way?" she laughed shaking her head, and shaking my hand in advance.

"Sister?" I asked confusingly still smiling at her shaking her hand too.

"Oh yeah your sister came in she's in the principal's office, I had thought your sister was you. I mean she looks too young and pretty to be a teacher" she said dreamingly.

"Oh yeah I understand" I studied her on the process.

'Well well! What has my sister gotten herself into?' I smiled at Miranda acting oblivious. Miranda was so engrossed in her own world of dreaming she practically forgot me there for a second.

"I am here for my schedule, sorry if I am intruding" I cleared my throat still smiling and regaining her attention.

"Oh yeah there you go" she gave me my schedule as if she had been waiting for me, embarrassed of being caught off-guard she faced down and continued her work acting childishly.

‘Oh! You like my sister, shame! If she was gay’ I felt for her.

She wasn’t bad though with her glasses and long straightened hair.

"Thank you, and enjoy your day" I took my paper smirking at her with a knowing look.

The principal's door opened revealing a pleased Maya. I looked at her and winked giving her a knowing look that she returned with a confused smile. She smiled and thanked Miranda leaving her office with me. Miranda replied with a 'you're welcome' smile gawking at her as she was leaving.

"You're welcomeeeee" I repeated Miranda's words dragging the words giving Maya a dreaming look.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked confused.

"Oh please, don't tell me you didn't see that. That lady is practically throwing herself at you" I rolled my eyes at her, she clearly was just acting coy.

"Oh I want you Maya, Maya, Maya, yess Maya…..” I continued playfully agitating her.

"Shish…Dude seriously! Gross and no, please no!" she protectively acted certainly not enjoying my outburst.

"What has gotten into you, why are you even thinking that?" she gave me a confused look choosing to stop at her tracks to study me perfectly as if I was delusional or something.

"First of all not gross but hoooot!" deciding to stop with her.

"Secondly, I saw him" I acted all giddy and bragging clapping my hands once then dragging her so we continued walking.

"Umm nop, not for me. Wait you saw who?" she cut off Miranda's story now really confused as to what or whom I was referring to. She was too much invested in him.

"Him, the guy we saw, you know the student. In fact, I bumped into him while I was coming here, man is he h....." I didn't get to finish my sentence as she took over like she always did when she was paranoid.

"You what....?" Maya didn't finish her sentence either as she was halted by a teacher. I looked at her and laughed enjoying the torture she was going to go through.

"Bye sis!" I ignored her studying my schedule as I walked down the corridors.

“Andrea….” she tried stopping me but I was going, I kept blowing kisses at her playfully causing her to roll her eyes with annoyance. I knew she wanted to continue talking.

"We are not done talking" she sternly gave me a ‘you know what’ look.

"What was that about?" the teacher asked giving out concern.

"Nothing, it was nothing interesting" she replied protectively giving her me a deadly look.

The teacher shrugged his shoulders and continued to explain something to her although she was still looking at me as I was walking backwards laughing at her which in turn caused me to bump on someone, again! Yeah again. Maya rolled her eyes and shook her head as she averted them from me focusing on the teacher in front of her.

"We got to stop meeting like this" a husky yet familiar voice laughed lightly.

"Max...." I laughed lightly a little embarrassed.

"Girl where you been, been looking for your ass the whole damn school?"

I turned my gaze and looked at an unknown girl asking Max about his where about.

'Wait is he gay? Well now I understand why I had the vibe that I like him. But damn he fine gay' I studied both parties in front of me. The other one looked so much like a boy, but you could tell she was a girl, she had a feminine face. Max rolled his eyes and replied in monotone.

"Cie I'd done told your ass better stopping hunting me like I'm some of your hoes. Damn nigga!" Max shook his head with a little annoyance but you could tell he wasn’t serious.

I studied the other girl carefully, well she's hot, like real hot, a little short from Max, a bit masculine but you could see the feminine side of her. Cie had a long messy bun on her head, brown eyes, a little chocolate light skinned. She had black skinny jeans with white Jordan's and a white t-shirt with a black back pack.

'Well I guess black and white are her favorite colors' I thought as I continued studying her. I was brought back from my thoughts by Max who was introducing me to his friend.

"Macie this is Andrea; Andrea meet my best friend Macie but I’d call her Cie if I were you, or you might end up in a ditch, like literary!" Max introduced both of us to each other laughing mischievously.

"Nice to meet you my lady" Cie shook my hand.

"Nice to meet you too" I smiled shyly at her response.

"So what is your next class?" Cie jumped right into it when she saw me eyeing her up and down.

“Girl is interested in me! For the first time a girl is interested in me and not Max. This must be the love of my life” she continued playfully smiling and ignoring Max's nudge. Such a childish manner, but I like it.

“Andrea forgive my friend she's a little too much sometimes” Max apologized giving me a knowing smile.

“We have P.E remember!” Cie chimed looking at me the same way I was.

“She wasn’t asking you!” Max beamed.

"It's no problem." I smiled at Max.

“Way to cock block a nigga!” I watched Max as Cie continue their nudging contest.

Max bid their goodbyes to me dragging Cie along with her.

"Nigga!.... seriously!, you need to chill. What if she heard you?" Max asked agitated at Cie giving her the ‘what the fuck’ look as they stood afar from me like they were preparing for a staring contest.

“Dude that’s a white girl” Cie responded like I was some new species.

‘And yeah I head everything’ it was king of offending but I guess there was too much safe space around them they practically talked about everything, it reminded me of my relationship with my sister.

I wanted to see more so I stood still but it seemed they didn’t even realize I was still there.

"Bitch please, don’t act like you suddenly care about her feelings, how many girls you done smash? A thousand! In fact, don't answer that. I got to have her, period." Cie ignored her friend's outburst by being cocky and firm.

‘Woah! That’s a big number for a gay guy. Even bisexuals’ So Max is a bisexual player, well I wasn’t looking at Max anyways. ‘That's my girl’ I thought looking at Cie.

'Wait! did I just say my girl' I thought as I laughed to myself.

"Actually I do care, and don’t ask why coz I don’t know either.” Max firmly stated.

‘Ohh so sweet of him, but I still don’t like dudes that way. Sorry Max’

“That’s new. Anyways dude don’t do this, just give me her and we will call it even” Cie sadly added.

“Cie, she’s not a property, I better never hear those words from your mouth ever again” Max warned firmly like a parent.

“Like that ever stopped you…..” she challenged but the look she got looks like it made her squirm.

“Ok, Ok I’m sorry. But I really do like her” she voiced out with a serious face.

‘Well this is getting emotional

“Whatever man, you know what’s go happen!" Max egotistically bragged like there was something behind their argument.

"I wish you'd fall in love and see a girl play your ass, like seriously! You never take them seriously, you just smash with no emotion and go. Why can’t you settle down?" Cie responded not liking Maxes response because well it was like she knew there was some truth in it.

‘Wait! So girls end up going for Max even if they want Cie, too bad I’m not those girls’

"Bro! What? Do I look old to you? Coz old people settle down, that shit aren’t real. Keep dreaming anyways lets go to practice puppet" they continued bickering as they started walking down the corridors.

‘Sorry Max but girl right here is very gay!' In thought watching them but then decided to make my way to my first class.

‘Math! You’ve got to be kidding me......’