Chapter2
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Regain's point of view
I could feel both their stare drilling holes in my forehead. “You can't or you won't?”
Mrs. Rhea spins in her chair, giving off that evil billionaire demeanor.
“I can't ma, it's senior year and I have—”
“Enough” she raised her hand to signify. The smile on Ace's face grew wider, he's enjoying this.
“Don't forget Miss Regina that you still need my letter of recommendation,” it was a threat, I knew it.
“Of course ma,” I lowered my head and avoided meeting her gaze.
“So you'll tutor Mister Ace?”
I forced myself to offer a tight smile, “Yes ma'am, it would be my pleasure.”
She dismissed me and I didn't spend a second longer in their sight. Something in me tells me my life is in for a whole lot of drama.
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“Why would they want you to tutor him? Don't they have teachers for that?” Davis asked rhetorical questions which I wasn't in the mood to entertain.
With lunch in my hand, we made our way to our usual table—the rejects table. There were a bunch of “rejects” tables which are basically tables for the nerdy, unpopular, not cool students. Straight out of a soap opera.
“I already have so much going on, I don't need him making it worse” Davis wrapped his palm around mine and squeezed reassuringly.
Staring into my eyes, “I'll speak to him if you want me to.”
I broke the eye contact, “Don't bother, I would give him the benefit of knowing he gets under my skin”
Davis nodded and took his hand back, he's always been my second best support, right after my brother. I only have three but it doesn't matter, they were enough for me.
A lot of people would claim we had romantic feelings towards each other based on how we behave but we simply don't see each other like that. Since elementary school that we've known each other, nothing like that has ever come up and I was thankful things were like that. I don't want to lose my best friend by getting into a relationship with him.
“Forget about him. Elena's dad just got this new place downtown, it'll be like the new hangout spot. You should come over sometime,” He is, while speaking, obviously ratebaiting me.
I don't hate people but Elena is a big exception. I hate her to the guts. I won't offer her water if she was drying up and I was watering the ground.
We just to be friends, scratch that, best friends, while my parents were still alive and I had money. After my fall from grace, she distanced herself from me and started acting like I was dog poop beneath her shoe. Not worth her precious time.
Her betrayal hurt me beyond words could explain and the pain gave way to hate, a lot of people would say it's unhealthy but I really don't care. I stand on my hill.
I hate Elena Baker.
“When would you and Elena make up, y'all used to be really good friends.”
“Drop it,” I don't want to talk about her, not now, not tomorrow, not ever.
“Fine,” we went on eating in silence.
“Even if you wouldn't come to Elena's place and least come to the party Mike's holding.” Miles, captain of the basketball team, school honk with the largest fan base. He disgusts me.
I know it may seem like I have a problem with rich kids now, but I don't— only with the cocky dumb ones.
“You know I don't attend parties,” Not a lie but not necessarily the truth. I don't attend parties because I don't have the time to, not that I don't like them. I love them.
“Come on Regina, it's senior year—”
“More reasons why you should be more focused on school and not partying. I'm not going to any party with you, end of discussion,” Davis stared at me but said nothing.
“I know this is about your parents. Regina you'll eventually have to—”
Hitting my fist on the table, “I said, end of discussion.”
Davis locked eyes with my burning ones and nodded, “End of discussion.”
“Seems like I came at the wrong time,” It was Ace again, like the day couldn't get worse.
“I'm sick and tired of seeing your face,” it was out before I could think about it, usually I don't say such things unless I was really pissed.
He had that annoying smirk on again, “Well. I'm starting to enjoy seeing yours, princess” Bile rose within me.
“Don't call her that,” Davis spoke before I could and Ace backed away.
With his hands raised dramatically, “Alright. Alright. I just wanted to come discuss how the tutoring would go”
“I'll discuss that with you on my own terms,” I walked off, my shoulders hitting his ribs on the way.
He was tall to say the least, had at least seven inches on me and I'm not short. It intimidated me. I hated how I felt small next to him.
Sparing both brothers one last glance, I took off with no clear direction of where I was heading.
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