Chapter THREE
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It's Stacy.
She lowered the hoodie on her head and zipped down. She took off the hoodie, leaving her in a thin singlet and belt-like skirt. So skimpy.
She's nearly bare.
"Welcome me to your concert, Dorian Wesley," She spoke lucidly, rhinestones shining on her well-drawn brows.
Her girls smiled on stage.
Dorian is already rushing down the stage to check on Trevor who got hit by the mic.
"Riri!" Angela followed Dorian.
Even the guards are already running down to contain the situation.
"I came here to congratulate you on your copter!" Stacy talked again, already moving forward.
But then... She got pulled back.
A cold hand held her arm, and she gasped as she turned. Her eyes met with Cove's own.
"You should apologize to him," he spoke, pointing at Trevor. "For the mic hit on his head."
Stacy didn't even hear him. Her eyes are on the spot he touched on her skin. Her precious skin!
"What the fûck!" She shook his hand off and sent her right hand to his face, dazing him with a slap.
"How dare you touch me with that hand!" She ranged.
Trevor gasped with everyone else in the hall. Everyone held phones, filming the chaos.
By now, Dorian and the guards are nearly with them.
The rest of the girls are already rushing down too.
"Dorian..." Trevor muttered, his eyes still madly wide.
Cove's cheek burned bright red from the slap. Slowly, he looked up to meet Stacy's furious face.
Before Stacy could get it, he snatched the microphone from her.
"Cove!!" Trevor shouted.
Cove brought the microphone down to Stacy's cheek, slapping her back with it—brutally.
Stacy's eyes widened, then it blurred as blood pooled in her mouth. She fell flat on the floor.
Dorian stopped, his eyes wide as the eyes of everyone else at the catastrophe that just happened.
Did someone just hit the Media Mogul's daughter publicly?
"Stacy!!" The girls ran faster, jumping through the crowd.
Zendaya and the twins went towards Stacy, but Kehlani head towards Cove, intending to go attack him.
Cove raised the microphone that's still with him to his lips, then he talked, his voice echoing through the whole arena deeply.
"If you as much as take one more step closer to me, I'll strip you naked."
Kehlani paused, not daring to step closer to this strangely weird boy.
Seems everyone else in the hall paused too, and all attention snapped to Cove who's just lowering the microphone from his lips.
Even Dorian is staring, wondering what kinda flesh he has in his body. He looks too ordinary, but still bold enough to hit a Ultra Elite?
For the fear of getting stripped, Kehlani stopped going closer to him, but the twins took over immediately.
"Damn, someone needs to smash this i***t's face to the ground!" Tania ran forward, flinging her fist to his face.
Cove just took one step back.
The punch missed his face, flying beside his jaw, but he wasn't so lucky.
His head rang cos e received a sudden hit at the back of his head.
Swiftly , he turned around to see the other twin—Tasha. She actually hit his head with another microphone, and she's currently holding the mic tight, her eyes furious like her twin's.
Kehlani and Zendaya are with Stacy by now. The medics rushed inside the space, and they gently lifted Stacy onto the stretcher.
Cove is already walking to Tasha, slowly and fluidly, but Dorian quickly blocked his way, stopping him from furthering.
"Guy, you look too ordinary to try this s**t. Stop." He muttered warningly.
Tania covered Tasha too, both staying at a safe distance from the new guy.
With just one single push, Cove shoved Dorian out of his way.
"Dorian!" Angela held him, handing him over to guards for protection before she faced Cove.
"You nameless rascal with your secondhand jean! Get him!" She yelled, maintaining scathing eye contact with Cove.
She hates this dude already. Cove looked behind her where the twins are standing, and Tania gave him two straight middle fingers.
Cops rushed inside. Five of them.
Cove stayed silent, and his eyes are calm now, but still holding that hot spark of unfriendliness. Even as he was handcuffed, he stayed mute.
"You can't take him! He was only fighting for me!" Trevor stepped in.
"I dragged him to this concert with me cos I really like Dorian! You can't arrest Cove!" He shouted.
He went to Dorian, but the guards didn't even allow him to get close to the golden boy at all.
"Riri, please don't let him get arrested!" He shook his head.
Dorian looked at Angela, and Angela shook her head too, meaning NO.
She faced Trevor.
"Young boy, the cops don't belong to Riri. They belong to Stacy," she explained.
"What!" Trevor's eyes widened.
By now, Stacy's stretcher is already getting wheeled out by the medics.
Her girls followed the stretcher, then Dorian got led out by Angela and the rest of the team plus guards.
Cove is still there, held down by the cops. His arms were folded behind him before he was cuffed, so he looks like a bloody criminal right now with his chest pushed forward.
It got worse when reporters entered, taking shots of him and worsening the situation.
The students in the arena did more than reporters. Their cameras flashed his handsome face aggressively.
• Who the hell... is he?
• Damn! He's fine!!
• Heard he's a RIDE student
• Student? He looks too ordinary!
• A scholarship student. He's the second Special Transfer student. Computer Science.
• No no no! A scholarship student in RIDE?? Impossible!
He's already getting taken away by now, and Trevor is running after him and the cops, begging hopelessly.
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[No Sleep Garage, 9:30]
Matteo is alone in the garage, eating noodles from a small plate and at the same time making a call.
The shop is still open. In fact, it's more active at nights like this.
Reason for the No Sleep name.
Matteo closed the bonnet of the car he's checking and grinned.
"Your car is ready for pickup. Didn't I tell you?" He said on phone.
"My best boy worked on it this evening. If Cove touches your car, be sure it won't have problems again for life. But you're paying double though," he grinned again before sitting, ending the call.
He picked his plate to continue eating, but that was when Trevor rushed inside, crying like crazy.
Matteo spranged up, dropping his noodles plate on the ground.
"Trevor?"
"Wizard...he got arrested at the concert. So... someone threw a microphone at my face cos those bully Glitz Society Girls came to ruin the concert. Wizard told Stacy Montana to apologize, but she slapped him!" Trevor narrated.
"Let me guess, Cove did something criminal?" Matteo gasped.
"Yes, and she was wheeled out on a stretcher!" Trevor hiccupped.
"What! He dared touch that girl? To stretcher level? Geez! Cove is too headstrong and I can't even...."
"He got arrested! We should do something!" Trevor shouted.
Matteo ran out instantly, and Trevor followed him up.
They raced down the street till they arrived at the next line of shops. There's a equipments shop, a electronics repair shop, and several others beside each other.
They're all closed for the night, but Matteo slammed their doors.
"Y'all, Wizard got arrested! Open your damn doors and let's go get his arse out! Open up!!"
As he slammed and shouted, the shop owners came out.
Rugged, tough street guys.
"Wizard got what?"
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