The Billionaire's Daughter

Who?

Riley's P.O.V

"What? She said she has a crush on someone?" Victoria asks, as shock as me when I heard it too.

"Yeah, can you believe it?" I slump in my seat, still not believing that I didn't know about this.

"Can you blame her? She's human just like us. I bet you both are itching for s*x while she's only crushing on someone purely." I roll my eyes at what Dawn said.

The three of us were in the grounds, enjoying the smell of fresh air and the warm sunlight. It sat right with us that we felt so free. We had no school works, which was something new. We thought we'd be restless since we're used to doing something but we're surprisingly taking this well.

"She's innocent? You call her innocent? She's kissing me while she's liking someone else." I sounded offended but I wasn't. I know she's doing what she's doing because she has no experience and that she's likely practicing using my lips.

Dawn rolls her eyes while Victoria pats my back, consoling me which a friend should do at a time like this.

"Did you ask her who it was?" I shake my head at Victoria's question.

Of course I can't and don't want to. What right do I have to ask that? She's only said one thing after a long period of time. I'm sure she mustered the courage to tell everyone that at the same time. She'll probably take some time again before she finally says who it is. Although I'm dying to know so I can help her with her love life, I don't want to seem like I'm meddling with her life. I'm just not that type of person.

"She can tell me when she wants to."

"Are you even sure that it isn't you that she likes?" Dawn asks, stretching her long neck.

"Duh, hello. She's not into girls."

"You're here telling me that she's not into girls when she's kissing a girl all the time?"

I shuffle my hair out of frustration. I don't know what to think anymore. I look up the sky. The clear blue sky, clearer than my head and my life. The clouds were moving at a slow pace. Maybe I should move slowly too. Let time unfold all the things in my life without me having to force it out.

"f**k it. I'll just swing it."

"You should. Don't beat yourself up for it. You have your whole life to figure it out." Victoria pats my back and lays on the spikey grass.

"Ouch," she yelps before finding a comfortable spot where the grass doesn't stab her skin.

"i***t," Dawn says but did the same.

The three of us are looking at the sky. The beautiful sky. The vastness of the sky and the sea always makes me feel how insignificant and small our problems are. Have you felt that before? The world is so big and wide while I'm just one. One in a billion.

"I've never had a break before." Dawn sighs into the air with a hint of smile plastered on her lips.

"Tell me about it. This is nice. Unlike someone who's always free." I roll my eyes.

"Can you blame me?"

"How's Scarlett by the way?" Victoria asks.

"Why do you ask that?" she looks at me weirdly.

"She seemed ill this morning. I found her in the nurse's office." my eyes went wide and didn't say anything else.

I grabbed my bag and ran off to the nurse's office and did find her on one of the beds. She had her eyes closed and she was resting peacefully. This i***t. Why didn't she tell me? What was the purpose of all my trainings if she didn't tell me? No, this is my fault for not noticing.

No wonder she didn't call for me. From now on, I'm going to be monitoring her and I will doubt whatever goes astray from our routine everyday. I sighed and sat on the chair beside the bed. I place my bag down and grabbed her hand. Her slender hand.

She really does look like a doll with a stone cold face.

"Oh? You're here. I thought you were busy." the nurse enters the office and was surprised to see me. She had charts on her hands and is busy looking through them.

"I, I wasn't." which is all the more why I feel so guilty.

"Really? Scarlett told me not to call you because you were busy."

Is Scarlett avoiding me? Did I say something? This is the first time that she isn't calling for me. Did she perhaps do this because she didn't want me to ask who she has a crush on? She'd go this far just to keep her secret? I shake my head in disapproval of her action.

"Ah, yeah, I was, kind of. She's an i***t after all." there was no relation to both sentences but the nurse left it at that, which I'm thankful for.

"Alright. Well, she'll wake up soon. Be sure to get her some lunch. She's been here since morning. I better run." the nurse grabbed a few things before leaving.

I was only me and Scarlett now. This i***t. I went to the cafeteria and bought her usual and brought it to the nurse's office. I waited for a few minutes until she finally fluttered her eyes open. Her long eyelashes were on full display as she slowly opens her eyes. Her deep cyan eyes were in full view.

She roams her eyes around till she found me. She sits up and sways her hair to the other side.

"When did you get here?" her voice was still asleep, which was totally fine and totally adorable.

"Eat first,"

I gave her her lunch and watched her as she ate. After she was done, I opened the bottled of water and handed it to her. I grab the tray from the bed and placed it on the drawer so she has more room. She was parched seeing as how she finished the whole water.

"I'm going to give these back. Wait for me," she grabs my hand and shakes her head.

"Were you worried?" what an obvious answer I had in store.

"Of course I was, i***t. What would your parents say if I failed them? If I wasn't by your side?" she lets go of my hand and looked away, not saying anything again.

I grab the tray and went to the door, but I stopped.

"You i***t, of course I would be worried. What would I do without you?" I whisper before returning the tray and plates to the cafeteria.

Once I was in the nurse's office, I found her looking out the window. She was hugging her knees and was in deep stare. She rested but she still looked a little pale.

"People keep on looking at the sky," I took a seat beside her and watched the sky with her.

"Why aren't you asking anything?"

"I don't want to force it out on you. I've decided that I'm going to let things flow from now on." she spares me a brief glance before looking back at the sky.

"Should I do that too?"

"Hmm?" I pretended not to hear anything. I don't know what she meant but I feel like there was something hidden deeper in them than necessary.

Or is it because of the ambience? Am I reading it wrong? Ah, whatever. I already pretended not to hear anything.

"It's nothing."

I let her rest again for the day and excused myself from all my remaining classes. There were a lot of mysteries happening, and I could name some of them. One is why the teachers are so nonchalant with Scarlett's stunts, like pulling me out of the student council, not letting me participate in the gym and is okay when I'm skipping classes with Scarlett.

I know it isn't because of bribery. I know Scarlett's parents aren't those types of people. Scarlett isn't the type to threaten people as well even though she's practically the owner of this school. Not literally, but you know. Second is why Scarlett's parents trained me with every possible thing they could think of. And thirdly, the last one, is why Scarlett is so closed and doesn't seem to mind and care about herself.

Like she's given up hope or something.

"You good now? Ready to go home?"

I already texted Victoria and Dawn that I was going to skip classes and they said that it was okay and that they will give me notes tomorrow. Honestly, I could never ask for anything else. They're so great as friends and would be the worst if they were my enemy. Thankfully I'm not that competitive in my studies to bang head to head with Dawn on math and with Victoria on Science.

"Yeah, though I'm a bit hungry." I nod.

"Where do you want to eat?"

"Pasta,"

I gulped. When Scarlett says she wants to eat pasta, she meant at a five star restaurant. I always wanna cry whenever I see her buy something so expensive with little quantity.

"Oh, o-okay."

I drive us out of school and to a five-star restaurant. She was a regular here, which makes me want to cry even more. She, not only orders one, but three types of pasta. Apparently, pasta is her favorite food. Not sweets, not fast food, not rice, it has to be pasta. If you want to make her happy and court her, you should buy her pasta.

We entered the restaurant and the smell of pasta and money already engulfed my nostrils. My pocket is already at a crisis even though it wasn't going to be me that's buying.

Because of how often she comes here, there was no need for a waiter or waitress or a menu. They already know what Scarlett likes. She waits patiently for her food. Yes, hers, because I don't like to eat here. It's too expensive for me. She offered me countless of times but I always turn her down.

"You're missing out." I shake my head.

"I think I'm okay."

When her food was served, she immediately starts eating without a second to spare. She was given sparkling water and a napkin before the two of us were alone at our table again. I still had leftover lasagna at the condo and I can't wait to eat that.

She moans as she eats her favorite dishes of this very restaurant. Her moaning made me remember our little scandal the other day. I can't believe she has just large breasts and perky pink n*****s at that. I wanted to slap myself for remembering those things at this moment.

But I can't deny the fact that Scarlett looks so hot. Whoever she likes must be so lucky and so cool and so awesome. It's Scarlett we're talking about. Her standards would be so high, so high that people like me can't reach. I'll stick to being her practice buddy until she finally confesses to her crush thus ending our friends with benefits relationship.

"You sure do love pasta,"

"And you don't forget to say that every time we come here." I shrug.

It was the truth. I always say that. I don't forget to compliment her for liking something so much. It's rare to see her so happy, so eager and so excited. She always used to be so cold but when she's faced up with pasta, her expression changes. It becomes soft and warm and she would smile.

I've always liked her smile. It brought me to life too. Whenever I feel bad or it has been a bad day for me, I'd tell her that I can drive her here so she can eat her pasta. She'd smile at that and that would already make my day. I don't know how it got to this point where her smile, which is rare, became my remedy.

"You already know who, you just don't know which one."