Chapter 2
1204 Words
Jesse Hart
Throughout the first Class I couldn't concentrate, My heart was thundering with anger, no matter how hard I forced my self to focus I just couldn't, I wished I could back in time and land a hard slap across that jerks face, then maybe I wouldn't be this angry.
Immediately I was done with my second class, I headed to the auditorium for the new students orientation, I noticed something strange though Wherever I walked passed people they immediately move out of the way like I had a plague.
I turned and glared at some students who just moved out of my way as they whispered something to each other, I couldn't hear what they were saying but I heard the name "Jaxon Voss."
I wonder who that is, I was so thirsty so I decided to grab my water bottle from the locker before heading to the orientation, suddenly a girl appeared in front of me and I almost crashed into her.
What's wrong with this university's students really? I clenched my fists trying to calm my breath, the girl took a step towards me before she said "you are the new student everyone is talking about."
I looked at her she had pink hair and oddly brown eyes, she sort of looks like a witch who jumped directly out of monster high, "everyone is talking about?" I questioned glaring at her.
The girl nodded like it was the most obvious thing on earth "yeah you parked in Jaxon's parking space and even talked back to him, do you have a death wish?" The girl questioned slowly taking another step towards me.
I sighed out of annoyance "who is that jerk really?" I questioned, so that's why all those students were moving out of my way it's because of him Jaxon Voss?
"He is the leader of the Black Fangs MC don’t mess with him if you want to survive Silvercrest" the girl whispered loud enough for only me to hear, I think she was trying to scare me.
"Whatever" I muttered before I walked passed her, everyone in this school is strange, how can such an elite university have such kind of students
I don't give a s**t no matter who he is he can't just do whatever he wants, and he is just the leader of a biker club, so why is everyone acting like he owned the world. They are treating him like he was more than just a student like he is more powerful.
And yet… something about the way he had looked at me stuck in my head. It wasn’t just arrogance, it was something else.... He is probably the type that holds grudges.
By the time the orientation finished, the sun had already set, I hadn't moved into my dorm room so I quickly packed my notes and left the building.
I froze when I saw my bike was gone,In its place was a note, pinned to the pavement by a knife."Next time, don’t touch what’s mine sweetheart" from that nickname I already knew it was him, I swallowed hard, my pulse racing.
I should have been scared like the other students were but Instead, I smiled.
“Challenge accepted” I whispered, before I slid the paper into my jacket pockets I should have started looking for that bastard but Instead I just sat down on the pavement picturing that arrogant smirk on his face as he slid my bike away.
"s**t" I cursed angrily as I stood up, I need to find that jerk, I quickly walked up to some students and stopped them wanting to ask them where I could find him.
But when I asked there just looked at each other before they turned and left, I stomped my feet angrily on the ground as my hands began to shake out of anger.
Just then I saw her, the pink hair girl, without thinking twice I rushed to her "hey do you know where I can find Jaxon Voss" I questioned my voice cracking due to anger.
The girl looked at me before she nodded "yeah he is in the Black Fang's mansion which is located in the far end of the school" she said licking a lollipop.
"Can you take me there?" I questioned, the girl looked at me with wide eyes before she shook her head "no go by yourself just follow that way straight and you would find it" before I could even speak she turned and ran as fast as she could.
I took in a deep breath before I turned and started walking towards the direction she pointed, I think I have walked for almost half an hour but I am not even tired.
I stopped walking when I saw a really big Gothic mansion, I guess this is where that girl was talking about, I rushed to the gates and pushed it open.
The first thing my eyes landed on was the bikes that were lined up in a row, their owners were lounging around them and right in the middle was him....Jaxon Voss, leaning against my bike, flipping my helmet idly in one hand.
I walked straight toward him.
“You steal often?” I questioned angrily “or is this a hobby you picked up after ‘Intro to Arrogance 101’?”
His friends went quiet as they all looked at me half amused and half surprised.Jaxon looked up slowly, his eyes meeting mine “You came to me” His voice was low and calm like he couldn't see how angry I was.
“Give me back my bike.”I ordered he turned the helmet once more like he was thinking about something “you dare talk to me like that after parking your rusty bike in my parking spot?" He questioned angrily tilting his head to the side a little.
I flinched a bit at how his voice sounded "I didn't know, and still theft’s a crime. You planning to add criminal record to your list of accomplishments?” I muttered, my heart was banging in my chest as I continued looking into those dangerous eyes of his.
For a second his gaze softened but almost immediately it hardened again.“Rules matter here transfer girl" he finally handed me the keys “Don’t park there again.” he warned.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” I snatched them and turned away before he could see the tremor in my hand.
Just when I rode my bike and drove out of the gates a girl suddenly appeared out of nowhere she was shaking as she looked up at me her eyes full of fear "what are you doing here, it's dangerous" she stammered.
“I noticed" I replied shortly.
“No” She glanced over her shoulder, lowering her voice“You don’t understand people who cross him… disappear stay away from him and most especially stay out of the woods in the night”I wanted to laugh it off, but her fear looked real, she must be really good at thi
s kind of pranks.
“Thanks” I said “But I don’t get scared easily.”
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