Chapter 8

A knocked on the door made me stop from flipping the next page of the book I was reading. Before I could stop him from from entering, the door opens.

"What are you reading?"

"Assassins creed and the death of anyone who would interrupts me." I answered in all seriousness.

"Empress, you shouldn't treat your friend harshly." He said with a constipated face and a fake smile.

"So what do you want me to do?" I asked, arching my eyebrows.

He raised his shoulder with arrogant "A hug will do." I wanna punch his smug face right now.

My dagger swung into thin air towards him. But as expected, he avoided it easily just like the last time.

"Woah! How many dagger was in your drawer? At this point I might have develop relationship with your daggers." He picked the dagger and put it in his pants.

"Or I'll just quit my job as your Butler and be a dagger collector instead." He acted as if thingking deeply with his right hand on his chin.

"You look stupid." I said with a smug face. "Why are you here anyway?"

"As I thought you forgot that you have a class today---whoa! Hold the fuck up." He was about to went fron where I'm sitting when Bruno--my dog obstruct him halfway. " Damn. You have a weird ways of getting on my nerves." He exclaimed, pointing his finger to Bruno. Funny thing was my dog let his tongue out as if his mocking Coble.

"I didn't forgot. I'm late anyway so why bother?" I said as I closed the book I'm reading.

He looked to his watch. "If you move a little faster now, you can still catch up to your second subject." He picked up my notebook that was neatly organize in my study table and put in in my bag.

"Why do you know every single piece of my daily schedule?" I asked while watching him getting startled when Bruno licks his feet, nearly kissing the floor when he accidentally steeped the pingpong ball and when he looked at me with a weird expression.

He slowly turned to face me while holding some merchandize on my bed. I raised my eyebrow while waiting for him to talk the nonsense.

"Since when did you become a fan of these bunch of gay groups?" He said with fucking big question mark on his face. If I could describe the atmosphere right now, Hell is a fucking understatement.

I frowned and if looks could kill. I'm telling you, I killed him already in many different ways.

"They're not gays you damn stupid moron!" I said, brutaly thinking some ways on how to end his career and life. "Don't say anything bad about BTS. Not on my watch Coble." I said while stopping myself to drag and throw him in the terrace.

"Okay! I'll raise the white flag. You're like on the underground war zone, chill up!" He chuckled with his two hands raised on air.

He's presence became sucks on my watch.

"H-hey, I'm just kidding." He said with nervous on his voice. I swear I'm serious when I say, don't fucking mess with my favorite persons.

"Their feet was fucking more splendid and gorgeous than your presence." I said as I rolled my eyes and stepped towards him.

He seems shocked to what I've said. Well, I'm just stating the obvious fact.

"I'll drive you to your school." He offred.

"Does your school near from the Valorem's?" I asked but I didn't get any proper response. He just did his annoying grin.

"The Empress is asking you peasant." I said while throwing him an Empress aura.

"You're maybe the Empress but you look just Vivian Ellaine to me." He said smiling. I was taken aback from what he said with his nonchalant face and deep voice.

I turned my back and quickly headed to the open door. I heard him shout 'hey' but I pretended to hear nothing.

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'How Vivian Ellaine looked like?' The thought keeps bothering me until we reached the school. I couldn't even describe myself. I'd only know I was born to reign the Mafia. That's all. I was raised to be stronger among others. But how was me? How was the sleeping me inside this pretentious body?

With the mind clouded with bubbles of thought, I didn't noticed that I'm already out of the corridor's line. I was nearly bumbing my forehead to the pillar when someone's hand gets in the way. He put it right exactly to where my forehead would bumped.

I heard him grunted a little. I was about to face him when something catch my sense of smell.

My thoughts were averted to the strawberry smell on his palm. I wasn't so sure if I'm correct 'coz after I fainted yesterday, it seemed like even the tinniest thing on the kitchen smelled like the perfume of the mysterious Cheetah masked guy I've strangely danced with at the party.

I only knew I fainted after I felt a severe pain in my head. Then I woke up in late 3 am in the morning already lying on my bed. Still puzzled of what are those blurry scenarios.

Is it even real? Or it maybe it happened in the past? Nah. it's impossible.

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I knew I wasn't being delusional when I turned to faced the guy that is deliciously licking the melting Ice cream on his other hand. He looked like a lost beggar boy on the street and his quite familiar to me.

"Aren't you the weak nerd from the other day?" I asked. But instead of answering my question, he's so busy licking his fingertip with the melted ice cream on it.

I stared at him and so as he. A sudden unfamiliar yet a little bit of strange feeling that I've felt before made me froze for a moment when our eyes locked.

"Do you know that this pillar is harder than your fist and much stronger than your kick?" He uttered that made me frowned in disbelief.

He's definitely the nerd guy who got beaten up by the wannabe gang students from the lowest clans.

I sighed inside my head when he broke the silence. I was near from breaking our staring contest but my pride stopped me. Halting the whichever I've started was never my thing.

"Did the punches and kicks of those little rats made your tongue straight?" I rebuttaled.

Though its good that he spoke before the atmosphere gets awkward, he's choice of question was getting on my nerves. Tell me if there's an existing stupid ass bitch who's not aware that a fucking pillar is fucking harder than your fucking kicks and fucking fist? Wait until I became that stupid bitch and show you what harder and stronger must be like.

" You're not stuttering anymore." I added when he ignored my question AGAIN.

'Ugh. this nerd! He has a weird way of getting on my nerves.'

I noticed his eyes became uneasy. It shaken a little and stopped as it started. He stratched awkwardly his nape. I'm just standing there watching him getting nervous and being naive and I wanna scold myself for being wanderer of new stupid things around me.

"Uhm...Ah, t-thanks---"

"You shouldn't just have let other people to do things for you that you'll be thankful of. It'll gets on your way." I said after I cut him off. I'm a total stranger to that 'T' word.

"Huh?" He confusedly asked. He's a completely innocent and unaware to what environment he entered.

I'd easily get bored and lost interest so I did what people usually doing to get out in an unwanted conversation. I turned my back, living him with a puzzle on the face.

"Piece of shit advice..." But then, I cannot leave with an unfinish business so after a few step, I stopped. I tutned to faced him but to my surprise, he's with somebody.

The moment our eyes locked for the second time around, I closed my fist to loosen up my breathing. What on earth is the meaning of this? Why do I felt the same heavy feeling I've felt yesterday's night when I was with the mysterious guy on the dance hall?

"Hi! Remember me?"

A guy with a narrow eyes and a bright smile.

He was standing beside the nerd with his hand snake on the man's shoulder. Nerd guy was just right there looking small compared to the latter. He's height reach only until the neck of the newcomer guy.

"Do you remember me, young lady?" I averted my eyes to him.

Even I dig up my memory right now, he's complete existence was nowhere to be found. I frowned a little and squish my eyes but that only made my head aches.

"Hey! You're ain't answering me!"

"Why? do I have to?"

"What the? of course you have 'coz I'm asking!"

Okay I snapped. He awaken the sleeping bitch.

"Irrelevant logic. So you'll kill yourself if I tell you 'coz I'm asking you?" With a flicking eyebrows, I argued.

This such a waste of time but I'm Enjoying it. Maybe I am that bored this past few days so even this tiny stupid conversation was so productive to me. I hella need a new games to play!

I guess it's true that you have to be so extra careful in making a wish. 'Coz wish do come true to people who's bored enough to mess with the destiny.

A phone call halted our nonsense throwing of shits.

The caller ID is BeatBox

I quickly answer it out of excitement.

"Should I tell you straight or should I beat around the bush?"

"Beat around the bush." I immediately answered.

After a seconds, I heard a sounds like "tikatikatikatika poom poom poom" "tik tik buzzzt tughss pow pow" and some other strange sound that we make sometimes in talking. I also heard a few key of piano that is being pressed. After the sounds, it leaves me grinning. I was like a little kid who's grounded for a month but finally getting a comeback to her real life.

"You're just on time. I wanna play that song."

And with as simple as that, my mood found its missing light. A peeking smile was plastered on my face when I left those two idiots in awe. The norrow-eyed guy kept calling me but I'm in my pinnacle of cloud nine to noticed this nobody.

-----To be continued...