Alphas Revenge

I think she is sour

“Oh, see the poor boy”

Dre said to her friends. The small group of 8 children circles around the little boy.

“He doesn’t even have fresh clothes to wear on New Year,” she said, and all her friends laughed. The little boy was not daring to talk to them. He busies himself while drawing a house in the sand. It was his choice not to speak harshly with that girl, but the other kids were imposing too on him.

Dre seeing him ignoring her stepped on the drawing he made from the morning till now. The little boy looked at the girl with his enormous eyes. Though they both were of 8 years, so does all kids, the girl sass was from another planet.

 Dre looked at the boy and then turned to her friends.

“Well, mother said, I should give my clothes to the needy. But look at his luck, he is a boy that cannot wear my clothes”.

All the kids again laughed at the boy. Dre hauntingly eyed the boy, waiting for him to cry as always he does. She enjoys seeing him cry.

Jay, Sam, and a few other boys were getting pretty hot for the little game. They were getting there lamb of sheep and they too enjoy bullying him.

“And see this boy, playing with flowers. Like a girl” Jay said while tossing Liam’s hair in the air. His hairs were really silky for once. Every other person wanted to touch them for one reason or another. But not the boys of his age,

“Would you like a doll, Liam” Sam another 8 years old joked.

Dre liked the way all tease him with her. It gives her good entertainment and joy. She liked how everybody gets on her side for this little devil. But the one who never opposes him is her mother. She heard her mother coming into the backyard.

“Anyway, Liam is not a talker guys so let’s play on the swing,” she told her friends hurriedly. Saving her pride through inches she fled from there with her gang.

“Okay”

“Okay”

Everyone agreed to their leader and marched off. Liam was still seating there looked over the smiling lady,

“Hi, Liam. Why are not you playing with these kids” she asked. It was not the first time she asked but she never understood why he is always too himself. She liked the kid very much, so polite, so cute and so charming.

“They are not good to me” Little Liam spoked. He was familiar with Mrs. Arora Paige now, more than her daughter, Dre.

Arora arched her brows thinking, “Why are you saying so?” she looked at her daughter running after some girl, “See, Dre is playing with them. Tell her you also want to play; she will introduce them to you and then you can play together”.

Arora said for her child, Dre, which was short for Dreamy. But she hates her name and thus why she goes with name Dre.

“Dre does not like me,” Liam said holding his tears.

Arora smiled at the boy thinking this must be the little boy and girl time when they don’t like each other that much. She knew very much that things will change once they get acquainted, in a matter of time.

“Okay, so you want cookie” she suggested changing the topic.  

Little Liam eyes glittered, “Yes Mrs. Paige”.

Arora pinched his nose lightly “how many times I have to tell you to call me aunty”.

 “But I don’t like calling you aunty. You are sweet” he said holding her smooth hands.

She stood up holding the little guy and they start walking towards the house.

“Oh, I am sweet” she laughed a little. “What about Dre? What she is like?” she asked the little boy.

“She is not sweet.”

She resisted a laugh, “Do you hate her?” she asked.

Liam think a little bit and answered, “No, I don’t think I hate her but she is definitely not sweet”

“It hurts when she scolds me,” the little guy told clutching his chest. Arora laughed at this sweet gesture.

Liam continued, “I think she is sour”