Falling For The Playboy

And it was all because of Axel. I didn’t know whether to thank him or yell at him for being the one to chase my monster back into the shadows with his magnificent rays of light.

“Cg? ” he snapped his fingers in my face. I blinked. Of course, I had zoned out while staring at him.

“Cg? I thought it was Rainbow. ” I was pretty sure I sounded bitter. I grudgingly admitted to myself that I’d felt somewhat special being called a Rainbow.

He waved his hands dismissively, “Rainbow, Cg, that’s all you. Cause you’re both my Rainbow girl and Closet girl. ” he tapped my nose with a wide smile.

His words made my breath catch. I exhaled. How was he so good with words? Well, I guess they didn’t call him a player for nothing. Pretty face, sexy voice, sweet words and a hot body. A dangerous combination.

“I’m not sure I like either of them. ” I lied, walking around him and this time, he let me. Not for long anyway, because he jogged until he was standing in front of me, but I didn’t stop walking, which meant he was jogging backwards. If he kicked a stone and fell, that was on him.

“I saw Dare talking to you back there. ” he jerked his thumb at the point we had been standing, “He’s throwing a party on Saturday. Did he tell you? ”

I nodded. “He invited me. ”

“Predictable. Are you coming? ”Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“No. ”

We were getting closer to the building now and hopefully, he’d go back to the field and continue with his exercise. If not, then I was screwed. I didn’t want the whole school seeing me talking to him. They were already saying enough about me as it was.

“Why? ” he wasn’t even out of breath from all the jogging he’d been doing. Lord knew I couldn’t complete the journey from the first floor to the last without gasping like a fish.

“It’s a party. So no. ”

“They’re not your scenes? ” he asked, remarkably on point.

“No. ”

“Have you ever been to one? ”

“No. ”

“Then how do you know they’re not? ”

That one threw me. “Look, you need to shut up and get out of my way. ”

He blinked. I blinked.

“You’re incredibly aggressive. ” he noted.

“Only when I’m around you. ” I shrugged without giving much thought to what I was saying.

He stopped walking and I had stop too, unless I wanted to walk into him -which wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing. “Come to the party. ” then he added, “With me. ”

“What? ” I squeaked. And what an awful sound it was.

His eyes widened. “Tone it down, Cg. You can come with a dog or cat if you want. Hell, bring a fucking hyena. Just come. ”

I frowned. “Why? ”

“And if you hate it so much there, you can leave. I’ll even drop you off. ” he continued as if I hadn’t said anything.

I stared at him in bafflement. Why did he want me there so badly?

“Why do you want me there? ”

“Is that even a question? ”

“Yes, it is. ”

“Well, because if everyone decides not to go, like you, then it wouldn’t be a party anymore, would it? ” he grinned proudly, tapping the side of his head, “Common sense. ”

I couldn’t hold back my laugh this time and I could tell he liked it with the way his grin widened. His dimples were in full bloom, flaunting themselves.

I sighed in defeat, “I’m not saying I’ll go, but I will see if I can. ”

“You are going to come. ” he forced.

I continued my walk towards the building, ignoring him.

“Okay, fine. Whatever. ” he shouted at my back, “Have fun in class doing nothing. ”

A smile lingered on my lips as I climbed the stairs. I would probably replay the whole conversation in my head later. Yes, I was that pathetic.

When I reached the top floor, I noticed something odd. All the students of class A and C, mostly girls, had vacated their classes and were gathered in class B. It couldn’t contain all of them so some occupied the hallways.

My smile died on my lips. All the excitement I had been feeling over the activities of the day died and a chill now settled over my skin.

They hadn’t noticed me yet because they were heavily engrossed in what they were looking at.

“… and I know that you love…… ” a feminine voice drifted to my ears. That was when I knew. A girl was reading something out loud for all of them.

I moved closer to them and one girl noticed me. She whispered something to the others standing with her and they all turned back to me. All wearing malicious looks.

My heart threatened to jump into my throat. What was happening? Why were they looking at me like that? The whispering intensified as I drew closer and as if on cue, they all parted ways for me to go into the class.

The minute I walked into the class, I saw Zoe walk up and snatch a paper from a girl’s hand. The one who had been reading it aloud. Several students hissed as I passed them, muttering words I was pretty sure were insults. What were they on about?

Zoe’s eyes darted quickly as she took in the contents of the paper, her ever present scowl, growing darker. She dropped the hand holding the paper, staring at a spot on the ground in front of her.

She looked like she was trying to rein in her anger, and I thought she had until she looked up at me. Me?!

Raw fury emanated from her. There was no other word to describe the look on her face and the fire in her eyes. I failed to see what I had done to warrant such anger. But it was, indeed, directed at me because everyone had identical looks of anger and hate on their faces, meanwhile I was at a complete loss.

I had been downstairs for Godssake!

Slowly, excruciatingly slowly, she closed the distance between us and what happened next shocked the living daylights out of me.

My foster sister slapped me. Hard.