9: Taylor

"La tua sfida mi rende davvero difficile bambina". Is he fucking kidding me!? Who the hell gets a hard on from someone that doesn`t want anything to do with him!? Oh that`s right, Blake goddamn Ryder does.

I growl and glare at him as my hands clench into fists at my sides. He moves my legs apart even more so his erection is pressing up against the material that separates him from my core. I smirk as this gives me an opportunity to tease him a little before knocking some sense into him. I grind my ass up against his erection, making him groan and release my hair from his harsh grip. He moves impossibly closer and moves his head closer to mine as his eyes close on there own accord. I grin sheepishly as I move my clenched hands backwards, hitting him right in the nose and hearing a slight crack. Blake moves away from me as he hisses in pain and covers his face with his hands. He removes them after a minute and I smile in triumph as his hands are covered in a red sticky substance that I know all to well.

Blood.

I look around at the rest of the students and see the shocked looks on their faces. No one would have dared do what I did to Blake in that very moment. Part of it is because his family is very rich and is known as one of the first lines of royalty. Another part is because of Blakes reputation. He`s known to be a ruthless killer, and if you looked at him the wrong way you weren`t ever seen the next day, or ever as a matter of fact.

Maybe I just signed off on my own death for punching him in the face and breaking his nose, but I didn`t really care. Someone needed to teach him that girls aren`t objects that you can use when you want and then chuck away when you get bored. We`re people and have feelings to!.

I grimace as he looks me in the eyes as blood continues to gush out of his nose. He smirks at me as his nose starts to slightly shift before he grabs it and pushes it back into place. I slightly shrink in on myself and bring a hand to my stomach as it churns uneasily at the sight. I've usually got a good tolerance for this stuff from seeing it in countless horror films, but seeing someone put there nose back into place right in front of me has me wanting to throw up the little breakfast I consumed this morning.

I look to my left and see a kid named Gracie Leroy go a ghastly pale colour before shifting to the side of her desk and throwing up all over the floor. I groan and move behind her as I make a make shift ponytail in my hand so she doesn't get vomit all through it. She gags a little before sitting up straight and wiping her mouth with the sleeve of her jumper.

Someones got the right idea.

I take my waterbottle from my bag and hand it to her as I move things around in search of a hair tie.

Gracie thanks me and takes the water and starts to sip it while I finally find that cursed elastic band. I smile at her and twist her hair up into a bun and tie it so it doesn't tumble down and sit around her shoulders.

"What the hell did I just witness!?" someone screeches with a look of shock on there face. I'd know that voice anywhere. Tahlia.

Blake is the first one to move, wiping his nose on the back of his sleeve as his hands brush against mine before sliding around my waist. I glower at him and smack his hand away, only for him to slide his hand lower so its resting against the curve of my ass cheeks.

By the look on Tahlias face, she isn't to happy. Her body language shows immense jealousy as well as livid rage. The girl was smothered in envy.

"Jealousy isn't a good look for you honey".