AphroGai

Chapter 2

CHAPTER 2

I wake up when the sunlight hits my eyes. I rub it and turn around while moaning to express my annoyance.

"It's time to get up, Ey. You don't want to be late for school, right?" it's Yasha's voice. I used to be wakened by her every weekday.

I didn't answer her. I'm not in the mood to argue with her in the morning by not having enough sleep.

"Ey, get up already before your Mom enters your room again and screams out from hell. I told you not to spend all night playing if you have class on the next day. I keep on reminding you that and yet you didn't—"

"Yes, Yasha. I already understand you so I'll get up and you can now shut up because I don't want an early preach. Not today, please."

She sighed and turn around to leave my room without any word. Yasha knows that I'm getting serious if I talk to her that way.

After she close the door, I released my annoyance by rolling my eyes. It's not that I'm mad at her, I just can't help but get irritated because I'm not in the mood and I don't want her to get involved. I am aware that it's my fault for not doing it early so no one can be blamed except me.

Even she keeps on accusing something that isn't true, I still choose not to explain myself because even if I tell her about my homework, it doesn't change the fact that she has some point.

I prepared myself and eat my breakfast with my parents. I stay quiet even they've talked about something.

My parents have different types of jobs. Dad is a real estate agent and Mom is a public attorney. That's why I am so happy that even they have a busy day, they still can eat breakfast with me.

We only have one car. Dad used to accompany me and Mom to my school and Mom's office respectively. Yes, I am a second-year college and I still got accompanied by my parents to school, but who cares? I loved it and I will not be ashamed about it. I know how lucky am I.

Mom always seat at the passenger's seat and I'm at the back seat. On our way to school, I still don't say anything and keep my view outside.

"You look upset, honey. What's wrong? Are you sleepless again?"

I glared at Dad. "Stop it."

"Don't worry, dear. I knew it. I saw you studying last night."

I stared at her amusingly. "You did? And you're not mad?" I asked.

She alter her gaze to the rear mirror before she answered me. "Sort of. Well, how can I get mad at my daughter who forgot to do her homework, so she sacrifice her sleep just to finish it?"

I smiled as I took her a mirror. My mind can't stop imagining myself yelling, 'oh yes.' She thinks that I study hard because I love school works...if you'd only knew Mom, I'm just protecting my lovely gadgets from you.

When we arrive at school, I just give them a wave and I started walking on the pathway. And like how always happen, right after I enter the gate, they'll start murmuring and gossiping again like I am not around. Well, I am not assuming that they've whispering something about me or I am the talk of the town or something...I just feel uneasy every time this happens.

Like I always do, I act like I didn't see or hear anything. I don't want to get myself involve in some trouble so I always choose to pretend that I didn't notice anything.

When I check my wristwatch, I still have time before my first professor came to class. So I decided to go to the toilet first.

And while I'm taking a pee, I hear something.

"The Goddess sent from above is here. I just can't help but to stares at her all the time! I am a girl but I admit...she's so gorgeous!"

"I agree! She's too perfect! Look how she walks, smile, talk, and how sexy she is!"

"And...she's so smart! She's always on the dean's list since her first year here!"

"I also heard that her family owned a private company!"

"Really? Oh my God! She is a perfect girl!"

"No one can even handle her beauty, that's why no other girls try to come close at her."

"How I wish I can have a chance to be her friend even just a minute."

"Yeah, like the girl named...who is she again?"

"Zyline? Zyna? Zy...ugh, I don't know. I just heard she's been her classmate since their kindergarten so they used to be close until now."

Even I'm finished with my business here, I still can't get out after what I hear. Where that news came from? Who said that we have a company? Do they even realize that I am studying at Black Pearl University because it's a public school! I choose here because of the scholarship so my parent's expenses for my study can be lessened!

I just got amazed. I'm used to hearing someone calling me 'gorgeous' or 'perfect girl' since I'm in elementary, but this is the first time I heard about the company thingy. Who the hell spreads that fake news? It's disgusting!

I also got irritated by how they address my best friend. Zyrell isn't just nobody! She's a great woman because she always helping me with answering my homework if I don't have enough time after playing all day.

When I feel like they already left, I came outside the cubicle and quickly ran for my class. I hope I am not late.

***

"That's for today, class. See you next week." Sir Mahinay announced and walk towards the classroom's door at once.

My class started at 8 AM until 1 PM on Monday. I have nine subjects in total for this semester and I luckily have scheduled to attend it on weekdays.

I started fixing my things, then one of my boy classmates approaches me. "Hey, Aphrodite. Can we hang out tonight?"

His name is Dylan. I smiled at him. "No, sorry. I have plans," I answered honestly.

He suddenly left and I no longer looked at him. Dylan always inviting me to hang out after school but I always refused. The reason is: of course, I don't want to entertain him so he can realize that I don't like him by not hurting his feeling that much. And...I do have plans, always.

After our class, Zy and I used to hang out until night at their house. My parents won't allow me to hang out at the mall because of my appearance—I mean, I nearly got kidnapped once because someone mistook me for other women. Well, as far as I remember, it's not a kidnap for ransom but I didn't remember all the details because it happened a long time ago. Whatever the story is, it's still dangerous for me to go to public places so I understand if my parents got strict with me about that matter.

That explains why I really can't appreciate my outside look. They kept on telling me that I am beautiful but I don't see any beauty for someone who got nearly kidnap. How can I be happy having this face if it doesn't give me a normal life?

And because of this face, I also keep myself away from other girls. Some of them got jealous of how the guys treat me. Their crushes have a crush on me even if I don't want to. So for me to keep away from any trouble, I decided not to talk to anyone except if they're the one insisted.

"Ey."

I glared at my seatmate, Zy, when she called me at my creepy nickname at home. "How many times do I have to tell you that I hate to be called in that freaking nickname when we still here at school?" my voice sounds the warning.

She chuckled softly. "Sorry. I just want to inform you that my brother asked me to lend him a calculator because he left his. So for the meantime, you can wait for me outside the school," Zy said.

"Are you sure you don't want me to accompany you?"

She shakes her head slowly again. "No. I don't want you to be scandalous again."

My lips pause a bit then answered her by nodding with a smile. I won't force her because she's right, if I'll go with her to the third year's building...they will surely stare at me again and Zy can't handle it. Every time I am with her and someone turns their gazes at me, she also felt embarrassed because were together. Even she knows that she's not the one they looking at, she never got comfortable with it.

We parted outside the second-year building. We waved at each other and walks in different ways.

I lean against the wall when I arrived outside the gate. I use a battery fan to refresh myself because of the hot climate.

"I wish she arrives already because I don't enjoy myself sweating here," I complained.

"You can enjoy yourself with us if you want."

I gulp when a group of my classmates suddenly appear before me. The one who talks is the same guy who asked me to hang out earlier.

I refuse to answer and decided to walk away. But before I can pass by, someone grabs my wrist. "Ouch! Let me go!" I demanded.

"I'm tired of asking you decently. I've realized that you can't refuse now if I asked you forcefully." Dylan said.

I looked at him badly. "I never thought you're this desperate to make a move. But I don't regret my refusals to your invitation. This action of yours shows how bad a person you are! You deserve to be rejected!" I shouted at him.

He smirks and ignores what I've said. "You'll enjoy this day, baby."

I want to shout and ask for help but as I look at everyone who didn't even give us an eye, I know it will be useless. Maybe they think I deserve this for stealing the man's attention here on campus.

I got tired of taking my wrist back because Dylan keeps on restraining it. He's more powerful than me so it can't be helped.

"From now on, you should learn—"

Dylan didn't have the chance to finish his words when someone punch him in his cheeks. I immediately stay away from him when he let go of me.

"What's your problem, dude?!" As Dylan holds his face, he shouted at Gai—the guy who punches him and also one of my classmates.

"Your face. It kinda looks like a sandbag to me."

After Gai said that, the other four guys who's with Dylan starts to advance at him. But he immediately notices it and he blocks their attacks. The real fight starts.

I just got amazed at how Gai fighting them. He's so strong, he's so great, and he's so like a hero for me.

How he can fight five opponents at the same time?!

He moves like he's a pro fighter. He can easily read his opponent's next move and he doesn't even hesitate to attack. Every punch and kick he release surely hit Dylan's group.

"Stand up and get out of my sight, morons!" Gai shouted and the five of them rapidly run away from him.

I immediately approach him before he leaves. "Thank you so much for saving me! I don't know how can I repay you for helping me—"

"Are you happy?"

"Huh?" I asked doubtfully. "What do you mean? I'm just thanking you—"

"They've got beat up because of you!"

I glared at him. "Excuse me?"

"Yeah, what? You're going to use your charisma to thank me because you have that pretty face. Hey, dude...your beauty is useless at the times like this that you can't even save your life. If you want to keep loitering around to display your face, try to at least take the responsibility for what will happen to you. What if something like this happens again and no one comes to save you? What will you do? Cry? Shout? Plead to let them go of you? It annoys me how proud you are at your appearance yet you're useless."

Then he walk away as if he didn't care about me at all.