Loving Crime

Chapter 1: Detention.

"School sucks." I blurted. I got in trouble because mean girls were bullying me (again). Instead of them getting in trouble for it though, I ended up being the one to get detention for throwing a book at one of the girl's head (of course) and I'm not even the mean type or badass to do such thing! 

While in the midst of having a self - destructing mental breakdown, I looked over not even realizing Xiaojun was here as well. 

He was known as the quiet kid, mostly because he was more mature than any of us in here combined but also because he never really talked to anyone except his one friend he hung out with all the time. Goes by the name Kun, I think. Xiaojun was also known as a good, A,B honor roll student, (don't ask me how I know that). 

What could he have done to get himself in detention though? 

"Okay class, I'll be right back, I have to go file some paper work, continue to write in your journals I will not misbehave in class or whatever." The teacher said carelessly as she left the classroom. 

The moment she left, phones were out and voice volumes were up. 

I looked over at xiaojun who happened to look over at me at the same time, making me quickly look away. 

I don't even know him much, but the school also has been bragging about how much of a cutie he was. 

They didn't lie. 

I peeked from the corner of my eye to see that he was still staring. Then suddenly he stood up, walking towards my desk. 

He sat at the desk in front of me as he turned to face me. 

I looked up nervously, hoping he wouldn't stare too long or he'll start to see what I see when I'm taking a selfie or looking in the mirror for too long.

My ugliness.

"H-hi." I spoke nervously. 

"Hi." He nodded. "What are you doing in here?" He asked. His voice was so calm and smooth...which I found oddly attractive.

"Huh? Oh! Umm, I got fed up with bullies. You?" I asked. 

"Fighting bullies." He smirked, making me laugh at the coincidence. "But it wasn't for me. It was for a friend of mines." He explained.

"Ooh. So you were helping someone?" I asked. 

He nodded. "Yea."

"Oh! Sounds better than my story." I chuckled. "I actually threw a book at this girl's head." I explained.

He gave me a shocked expression. "A book?! Dude that's bad ass. I like that." He laughed.

His smile was so...beautiful.

"I like you." I blurted softly. 

"What?" He chuckled. 

"What?" I repeated. 

The teacher suddenly walked back in the classroom, as she kept her focus buried on her phone with a twizzler in the corner of her mouth. 

Xiaojun turned around in his seat, raising his hand. 

"Yes?" She said, looking up. 

"Umm, how long do we have in here?" He asked, but it looked as if he had something on his mind. 

She looked at the time on her phone. "45 minutes, don't worry I won't keep y'all held hostage, I'm a cool detention teacher." She smirked. 

He laughed. 

"Why, you got plans pretty boy?" She teased. 

"Yea! Actually I do. I was hoping to walk my friend to his bus stop before bullies could." 

His way of speaking was so different it made me fall for him so suddenly...

"What are you talking about?" She chuckled. "Is that why you're in here?" She asked, looking through some papers. 

He laughed, revealing his beautiful teeth. "Actually yea. You know I just get so fed up with bullies, thinking they can get away with ruining someone else's lives because they're miserable with their own." 

Okay. I'm officially in love. 

"So. Start a club for it." She suggested. 

"Would you support me?" He chuckled. 

"I'd support the hell out of you kid." She said without hesitation.

Everyone laughed. 

"I would too." I spoke shyly behind him. 

"I was bullied a lot back in my days. But ummm, just request it in the wish box, make fliers, get a crowd who would also support the movement and go for it. I honestly feel like this school lacks in actually handling situations like that." She explained. 

"Right! It's not fair those poor kids have to suffer from such hate." He agreed. 

Wow. Who is this guy and where has he been all my life? 

After detention, everyone gathered up their things as we all headed our separate ways. I wanted to talk to Xiaojun more. He was so mysterious yet so interesting. 

He walked ahead of me, but I kept trying to rush by his side to seem smooth, only to get pushed back into the crowd. 

"Hey! Umm-" I stopped. Reminding myself that I wasn't suppose to know his name or it would make me look like a stalker. 

"Oh hey. Wassup?" He said, looking over at me. 

"I like your anti-bullying idea, and honestly I think you should give it a shot." I said, hoping that would encourage him. 

He smiled. "Thanks! I appreciate that a lot." 

I nodded. "No problem. Also, you know if you want, we could exchange numbers or I could give you my e-mail address so I could maybe help you, I'm good with making fliers." I suggested. 

He slowly stopped walking as he gave me an odd look. 

"Oh shoot, I'm so sorry, that's only if you want. I mean, I just assumed you had a phone, that's so rude of me." I chuckled nervously. 

He smiled, pulling his iPhone out of his back pocket. 

"Oh! You have an iPhone?" I asked. 

"Yea. You?" He asked as he started back walking. 

I rushed beside him, pulling out my android. "Team android." You smiled. 

He laughed. "Dude, those phones suck, but in a way they're better than iPhones." He chuckled. 

You gasped. "What?! They do not suck!" 

"They totally do." He teased with a smirk. 

"I'll be upgrading soon to a bigger and better android soon-" 

We both stopped.

I was so distracted, I didn't even realize I followed him inside of the boy's locker room.

"What the hell happened?" He said, rushing over to a bruised and bleeding boy lying half naked on the floor. 

Kun, his friend I mentioned earlier, was kneeling next to the boy, trying to calm him down from crying. "They came in and did this to him." Kun said as he tried to stop his tears from falling. 

"Michael, which one of them did this to you?" Xiaojun asked. 

I stared in disbelief as tears slowly fell from my eyes, realizing that this wasn't just a pack of bullies, these were sick people. He was injured so bad, they could've murdered him.

"Ah. It was ah-" Michael stopped, as he held his bruised abdomen in pain. 

"Just breathe, in and out." Kun said, trying to stay relaxed himself but his voice was too shaky. 

"Where's his clothes?!" Xiaojun yelled. 

Kun looked around, rushing around the locker room searching for his clothes. 

I rushed to his side where kun was, replacing the emptiness by holding his hand.

Xiaojun looked up at me, making me turn away, as I tried to hide my tears. Why am I sensitive to things like this?! Ugh! 

"I found them!" Kun shouted from the other side of the locker room. He rushed back towards us as the fog from the locker room started making us all sweat. 

"Michael, I'm going to help you, but first you have to tell me which one of them did this to you." Xiaojun spoke. 

Michael slowly tried to sit up with the help of me and Kun. "It was - ouch, it was Derek and his gang." He coughed out, holding his stomach tight.

My heart dropped at the name Derek. In fact, I knew exactly who he was, him and his bully of a girlfriend. She was actually the one I threw my book at...

"Come on, we have to get you dressed." Kun said, helping him up. 

Xiaojun stayed down as tears streamed down his cheeks, slowly balling his fist. I stared at him, staying low as well. 

Even though I didn't know him much, I could tell he was truly and utterly hurt...

So was I. 

He suddenly stood up, walking towards Kun and Michael as he helped Kun dress Michael. "We need to find out where he lives." Xiaojun spoke.

Kun nodded. "Should we follow him after school to find out?" He asked.

I finally stood up. "I-I know where he lives." I spoke nervously. 

They all stopped to look at me. 

"Who is she?" Kun asked. 

"She's my friend." He assured them. 

"Hi." Kun spoke. 

"Hi." I nodded. 

"Wait, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Kun asked him. 

Xiaojun looked away as he thought of something. "Yea. Only for Michael though." 

Kun smiled. "Say no more." 

Kun and Xiaojun helped Michael up. 

"Yea, let's go f**k those assholes up. " Michael coughed out in pain. 

They both laughed as we all headed out of the school. Kun and Xiaojun both helped Michael by carrying his arms over their shoulders.

I opened the door for them, while they led him to, I'm guessing, Kun's car. 

"Is she coming with us?" Kun asked. 

"Yea." Xiaojun said, helping Michael to the front seat while kun got on the passenger's side. 

I normally catch the bus but since I figured I missed it, might as well ride with them. I got in the back seat and so did xiaojun. "Wait, I have to go home first." I told them.

"Okay. Hey Kun?"

"Yea?"

"We're taking-" He stopped to look over at me. 

"Rachael." I told him. 

"We're taking Rachel home." He told him. 

Kun nodded. "Okay." 

I gave them my address, and we were soon in front of my place that quick. 

Before I got out, xiaojun grabbed a hold of my hand. 

"Hey, what's your number?" He asked, handing me his phone.

I quickly put my number in his phone before leaving the car and also before my mom could come out and cause a scene since I was getting out of the car with a bunch of guys. 

"See you tonight." He said, before they swerved off. 

"Huh?" I said with a confused expression on my face as Kun drove off. 

I rushed inside, hoping he'd text me details about what was going to happen tonight. 

"Hey rache, how was school?" My mom asked, coming from the kitchen. 

"Huh? Oh! It was interesting." I told her. 

"That's good! How so?" She asked. 

"Well." I spoke, trying to think of a lie. "The cafeteria food didn't suck today." I laughed. 

My mom totally doesn't even know I got put in detention today. 

She laughed, looking down at her watch. "Oh shoot I'm late!" She panicked. 

"Late? For what?" I asked. 

"I'm staying over night at the hospital tonight so please watch the house, kids are crazy these days." She warned. 

"You have no idea." I mumbled, thinking about what they did to Michael.

She kissed my cheek. "Okay! I'm headed out bye!" She said before leaving. 

The moment the door closed, I rushed upstairs to my room, pulling my phone out. 

Unknown number: Hey, we're going to need you for tonight. It's xiaojun...

They were serious! Holy s**t! 

You: Okay! I'll be ready.

Holy s**t what am I getting myself into? 

Later that night, I took a shower, got dressed, and brought as many things I thought I needed for whatever crazy things they had planned tonight. I kept reminding myself that this was for justice, for the sake of Michael and whoever else is out there getting bullied.

I soon heard a car horn outside of my house. Peeking through the blinds I saw them outside in Kun's car waiting for me. I rushed down stairs, making sure stoves and anything heat was off. I turned off all of the lights, except the kitchen light to make it seem like at least someone was home. Then I rushed outside, locking the door before running to the car. Xiaojun opened the door from the side as I hopped in. 

"Hi guys." I said. 

"Hey." Kun and Michael both said. 

Michael looked a lot better than he did earlier, his face scars were covered in bandages, his hand was wrapped, but...why were they all dressed in black? 

"Hey, Rachel, what's Derek's address again?" Kun asked, looking at me through his rear view mirror. 

"Huh? Oh! Umm, he stays at the Bergin frat house with his older brother but he's not part of their sorority though, so I'm not sure why he stays there. Aaand why am I saying this out loud?" I laughed nervously. 

"Bergin frat house." Kun kept repeating to himself to remember. 

Xiaojun, who was staring at me and making me nervous, suddenly leaned up to Michael. 

"You sure you wanna do this?" He asked. 

"Hell yea!" Michael shouted.

"How do you know so much about Derek?" Xiaojun asked, looking over at me again. 

"I don't. I use to ride the bus with him, aaand his girlfriend is my bully." I explained. 

"Sorry to hear that." He spoke.

I looked around, noticing 3 grocery bags rambling on the floor. "Umm what are these for?" I asked him. 

"You'll see." He smirked. 

"Bergin frat house." Kun said, parking the car close by. 

"Show time." Xiaojun said as they all exited the car. 

I slowly got out, trying to figure out what exactly was about to happen. They all stood side by side as they looked up at the Bergin logo that hung on top of the frat house. 

"Hey Rachel, can you reach inside of the bag in the backseat?" Xiaojun asked. 

I nodded, opening the back door. The moment I reached in the bag, the street light exposed 2 carton of eggs and a pack of tissue paper. "Holy shit." I blurted. 

"What's wrong? You okay?" Xiaojun asked from behind me, making me jump. 

I turned around. "Are you guys insane?" I whispered, trying not to sound chicken s**t about it. 

"These guys bullied my friend, and if someone doesn't do something about it, who knows what they're gonna do next?" 

He had a point. 

I nodded. "Okay."

"Okay?" He said, grabbing a hold of my hand. 

"Okay." I assured him. 

I handed him the eggs and tissue.

"Actually, that's for us." Kun smiled, taking them.

"Wait, then what are you going to use?" I asked xiaojun. 

He smiled. "I actually have something better in mind. He said, popping the trunk of the car. 

My eyes grew wide at the huge baseball bat he pulled out, made of metal. 

"Woah! Okay, I know you said you're doing this for Michael but is killing them actually necessary?" I panicked. 

They all laughed.

"Who said anything about killing?" He chuckled, throwing his hoodie over his head. 

Kun and Michael both followed. 

"So, who's going first?" Xiaojun asked. 

"I will!" Michael said excitedly grabbing the tissue.

The first roll he threw up, making it cross over the house and the tree in front of it. Then he grabbed another roll until the yard was fully covered. 

Kun started throwing eggs at the windows and door, which I don't think they could hear anyway, I'm sure they were all inside having a party. 

After kun used all of the eggs and Michael threw all of the tissue, xiaojun walked smoothly towards their cars. 

"Oh no." I whispered. 

"Oh yea." Michael smiled. 

Then, he did it. Xiaojun shattered their car windows with the baseball bat, leaving my mouth wide from shock. 

What the hell did I get myself into? 

Michael suddenly pulled a pocket knife from his jacket pocket. 

"Dude, where'd you get that?" Kun asked. 

He shrugged. "I found it in my dad's car." 

Kun shrugged. "Oh. Cool." Kun nodded. 

Michael then went up to one of the cars, stabbing each tire out. 

Why did I agree to tagging along??? 

I wasn't so innocent either, throwing a book at someone could have caused serious brain injury, or worse...death.

The last car xiaojun hit alarm started going off, making us all freeze. The door swung open to a confused Derek. 

"Oh shit." Kun blurted. 

"What the hell!" Derek screamed. 

"Oh f**k f**k f**k fuck." Michael panicked running back to the car. 

We all rushed back to the car. Derek started yelling, which I'm guessing he was gathering up his crew. They all ran outside, Xiaojun jumped in the car so quick, he practically landed on top of me. 

Kun swerved off quick in high speed, leaving us to scramble everywhere in the backseat. 

"Seat belts on guys! Sorry!" He said, driving over the speed limit. 

Xiaojun and I looked at each other before clicking our seat belts on, as Michael did the same. 

"That was f*****g awesome!" Michael screamed, rolling down his window as he stuck his head out. "Woooohoooo!" He sang as the wind blew through his hair.

I laughed, looking over at Xiaojun who was shaking his head while smiling at Michael. 

Minutes passed as kun stopped to get gas. We all took this as the time to stretch and get snacks. 

Xiaojun stood outside while Kun and Michael were inside trying to find out what they wanted. 

"That was actually pretty brave, what you did for Michael." I told him. 

He sighed. "I wouldn't call it brave though, I'd call it an act of a crime that could seriously get us all in trouble, but." He chuckled. 

I laughed. 

"But yea, I didn't just do this for him. I did this for all of us." He said looking into my eyes. 

In that moment I felt my heart stop. His eyes were so sparkly and dark, while his long brown hair flowed through the windy nights of February. 

"Holy s**t! Guys check it out!" Michael said bursting through the doors as he literally chewed his hot dog in one bite. 

Kun laughed, trying to hold the door for him and the snacks at the same time. 

"Careful." Xiaojun chuckled. 

"So! Where to next?" Kun asked xiaojun.

"Umm, would you like to go to the beach?" He asked me.

I gave him a puzzled look. "Huh? Oh! You don't have to ask me, I'm fine with whatever." I shrugged. 

Michael and Kun looked at each other. "I like her." Michael blurted. 

"Yea yea come on." Xiaojun smirked, throwing his arm over Michael's shoulder as we all headed to the car.

"You know, you're the first girl he's talked to in a while." Kun said, as we both walked side by side to the car. 

"Really?" I asked. 

"Yep. He seems to really like you."

I laughed. "Whoever knew detention could create such good friendships, it's like meeting on an online dating app in jail." I joked. 

Kun laughed. "You're funny." He said. "But umm yea, any friend of xiaojun's is a friend of ours." 

"Thank you."

He nodded. "No problem." 

We all settled in the car as we all headed to the beach. 

The moment we got there, Kun and Michael were the first ones out. Xiaojun and I got out last, as he went to sit of the hove of the car. 

"Bet I can race you to the water and back." Michael challenged Kun.

"Oh you're so on!" Kun laughed, as they both dashed through the sand. 

I stood next to xiaojun. "So, am I the first girl you've talked to in a while?" I smirked. 

He looked over at me, revealing his beautiful teeth as he let out a chuckle. "Actually yes. I'm not really the type to get involved with relationships or friendships, with girls." He explained. 

"Oh?"

"No, I'm not gay. I'm just, not really into those sort of things."

"Yea, I don't blame you. What about your club, were you serious about that?" I asked. 

He sighed. "I was. But I don't think I'd have many supporters."

"What?! Of course you would, you're like one of the hottest guys in school. You'd have a line of people supporting your movement dude." 

He stepped down from the car. "That's the thing though, I don't want to be known for my good looks and charms. I want credit for my own hard work, not based off teenage hormones of the new trend. My dad was once like that. Women loved him, but they were nothing but trouble and distractions, so that led him into doing other things, like following his dreams. You know, after him and my mom made me." He chuckled. 

I shifted my head down, hoping he didn't think of me in that way. 

"I was nothing like him though. Any kind of recognition from anyone is what I lived for, but now, I'm all for changing the environment in which we live in. Like my anti bullying campaign, I just want justice, or we're all going to have no other choice but to learn how to fight back."

I nodded. He was right.

"Honestly, when I threw that book at her, I felt so guilty." I said, looking down in guilt. 

He stood down from the car, suddenly grabbed my shoulders. "Don't. She deserved it." He assured me. 

I shook my head. "But it could've killed her-"

"Listen, don't feel guilty about s**t like that, I would hate for something to happen to you because of a bully, just like Michael. Okay, you're smart, beautiful, you just have to see things clearly...for yourself." 

I nodded. "I know. I'll try harder next time. I just-" 

He suddenly crashed his lips onto mines, making me freeze in place. His lips were so soft, I practically melted in his grip as he hands lowered down to my waist, pulling me in closer. But the moment he pulled away, I knew my lips would instantly miss his. 

"Sorry. I got carried away." He said, staring at my lips as if he wanted more.

I was slowly trying to catch my breath. "You're fine." I said staring at his lips as well. 

"Hey guys look what we found- what the hell did I miss?" Michael said catching our attention. 

I quickly pulled away. 

"It's okay. We know what a kiss looks like." Kun smirked.

Xiaojun stared at me. 

"You okay?" Michael asked him.

"Uh yea. I think we should get going." He told them, getting back in the car.

They both followed as Kun started the car. I finally got in as well. Soon we were off and back on the road.

I really hope I didn't ruin things between us now. I looked out of the window, watching the street lights pass me by. I suddenly felt a hand touch mines, slowly looking down to see Xiaojun sliding my hand into his as he kept his focus out of the window as well. 

Thank God. 

The moment the car pulled up in front of my house, I let out a sigh. Xiaojun stepped out, walking to my side to open the door for me. He held his hand out making me automatically grab it. "Thank you." I said. 

He stuck his hands in his pockets as we both walked to my door. "Just walking you to the door to make sure you get in safely." He chuckled. 

I nudged his arm a little. "Thank you, for an adventurous night." 

He laughed. "Anytime."

I unlocked my door, prepared to go in until- 

"Hey, so umm, I was wondering if you ever wanted to hang out some time?" He asked. 

"Most definitely." I smiled. 

He nodded. "Can I kiss you?" He asked, staring at my lips.

I nodded. "Yes."

Our lips collided once more, and I knew I never wanted to let go but at some point I had to. He wrapped his arms around my waist, making me feel safe and warm in his arms. I wrapped my arms around him, caressing the back of his neck as the kiss started getting deeper.

The car horn suddenly went off, startling us both. 

"Get a room you two!" Michael yelled from the car as Kun nudged his side while laughing. 

Xiaojun let out a cute laugh. "Sorry."

"You're perfect....ly fine." I said smoothly. 

He laughed. "I'll see you around?" 

"Yes. See you in detention." I smirked.

"Hey umm, I'll text you." He said.

"Okay." I smiled, before walking in the house.

I sighed, leaning against my door.

"What a night."