Chapter 5 Don't mess with me

Chapter 5

Don't mess with me

The first class of the new school term had just ended when Cavan Noah swiftly grabbed Blondie Apple's wrist. Blondie Apple thought to herself, here it comes. This guy really had no intention of letting her off.

However, Blondie Apple wasn't someone easy to mess with.

"Teacher, Cavan Noah wants to hit me!" she quickly exclaimed while the teacher was still in the classroom.

The teacher of this lecture was the headmaster of the grade, who was usually very authoritative in front of the students. Everyone was quite afraid of her, and they had even given her a nickname privately-the old witch.

Next, she walked over with a frown, giving Cavan Noah a sharp look.

"Cavan Noah, behave yourself! You've been disciplined twice by the school. Our school rules are very clear, if you're disciplined three times, you'll be expelled!"

Reluctantly, Cavan Noah released Blondie Apple's wrist and glared at her menacingly. The look in his eyes seemed to say: Damn girl, just you wait.

Blondie Apple quickly responded, "Thank you, Teacher," and slipped out of the classroom.

Once the old witch left, Cavan Noah turned around, and Cavan Noah teased him, "So, met with your nemesis, have you?"

"Cavan Noah, don't think I won't dare to hit you!"

"Ah! I'm so scared!"

Cavan Noah: "..."

When Blondie Apple returned to class, Cavan Noah was already asleep on his desk. He didn't wake up until noon.

Blondie Apple sneaked away to clean up the dormitory that the school had arranged for the out-of-town students and to tidy up the beds. But she just happened to meet her classmate, Jessica White.

"Hmm, seems like we are quite fated, being allocated to the same dormitory."

"Really? So it's just going to be the two of us in this dormitory?"

"No, there's one more. However, he's from a rich family and doesn't usually stay at school."

Jessica White had reported to school a few days earlier than her and knew more than she did.

Blondie Apple asked her, "Do you know any place around the school where I can work part-time?"

Her card was blocked by her grandfather, and the cash she had was almost gone after paying the tuition. If things go on like this, she'll definitely starve. She must find a way to be self-reliant as soon as possible.

Jessica White was surprised, "Are you also from a poor family? You don't look like it!"

Blondie Apple's admission notice was prepared before she left the capital, not enrolled under the status of being from a poor family. She wanted to get a part-time job purely because she was short of money.

"It's not that... but my family can only afford the tuition. I have to find a way to cover living expenses."

"Blondie Apple, it's a good thing you found me," Jessica White said with a smirk, thinking that she had finally found someone like her in this elite school.

And so...

The moment school was over at noon the next day, Blondie Apple's clear voice echoed through the classroom.

"I offer a service to queue up to get food, buy water, and deliver love letters. Delivery charge starts from ten dollars."

The whole class was silent.

Only Cavan Noah complied, saying, "Help me get a deluxe beef set meal from the cafeteria and a bottle of Coke. Here's twenty dollars."

"Sure, thank you for your patronage."

"You're welcome."

Blondie Apple was delighted to receive the money. This was her first piece of business since starting.

"Does anyone else need something?"

"Please help me buy a deluxe set meal too!"

"I want one too."

"No need to queue on my own? Not bad, get one for me too!"

During lunch, Blondie Apple and Jessica White were kept busy running back and forth dozens of times, each earning more than three hundred dollars overall. Although they were tired, both were quite happy. They casually ate something and returned to the classroom, preparing to take a break, when they overheard a classmate next to them.

"You're that desperate for money? How about I give you an opportunity to make big bucks?"

Blondie Apple couldn't believe this guy could be so kind-hearted! She couldn't be bothered to deal with him.

"I'd like to treat the whole class to drinks, the large bottle ones. Ten bucks for each bottle, according to your asking price, plus ten bucks for the delivery fees. Sound good?"

Ten bucks for each bottle? There are forty-five people in the class! Does this mean running this errand could net her four hundred fifty bucks?

But... Forty-five large bottles of drinks? How many trips would she need to carry all those back? This guy was definitely trying to torment her with such a request.

Blondie Apple ignored him, but Jessica White immediately accepted the task.

"No problem, Mr. Cavan Noah, we'll take this business."

Blondie Apple glared at her. *Are you valuing money over your life?*

Jessica White walked over and whispered to her, "Aren't you thick-headed? Big orders from the school's convenience store include delivery."

At that, Blondie Apple instantly perked up. *Cavan Noah wants to mess with me? Ha!*

So-

When Blondie Apple and Jessica White followed the delivery guy to the classroom, Cavan Noah stared in shock for a moment, then put his head down in frustration and continued to sleep.

He felt that this girl was sly and hard to deal with.

The whole class was drinking the beverages provided by Cavan Noah, and Blondie Apple was no exception. Opening the cold drink, she happily took a sip.

Suddenly, she heard a classmate say, "Look, that's the 158th girlfriend of Mr. Cavan Noah."

"Pfft," Blondie Apple couldn't hold back, spraying out a mouthful of her drink.

"How many times?"

Charlie Weston turned his head and said, "Classmate, you heard right. The 158th."

*What the hell!* Really, the 158th? What a player Cavan Noah must be to have had so many girlfriends!

Just then, a pretty young girl came toward them, tears streaming down her face.

"Out of my way. I have something to say to Cavan Noah," the girl's tone wasn't polite.

Blondie Apple frowned and said, "No way."

"I heard you do business at school. Five hundred bucks-sell this spot to me for one class. How about it?"

"Deal!"

Listening to her unhesitant voice, Cavan Noah raised his head and gave her a stern look. Irritably, he said, "Remember to share half with me."

*Dream on!* Blondie Apple didn't bother to respond. Was it easy for her to earn money?

"Cavan Noah, I implore you, please don't break up with me, okay? If there's something you dislike about me, I'll change everything."

The girl's teary eyes pleaded pitifully, while all the other classmates in the room pretended they didn't exist.

"Get lost."

"Cavan Noah, you can't treat me like this."

"Then how should I treat you?"

"You should treat me well. I'm your girlfriend."

"Not anymore. If you keep nagging, bear the consequences!"

The impatience flashing in Cavan Noah's eyes deeply stung the girl. Seeing no chance to salvage the situation, she made a daring move.

She grabbed the half-drunk beverage on Blondie Apple's desk and poured it all over Cavan Noah from head to toe.

She cursed, "Cavan Noah, you scumbag!" Then, without looking back, she stormed out of the classroom.

Instantly, the entire classroom was deathly quiet, as if even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard. Everyone was too scared to breathe loudly.

One minute later-

"Damn it, who put this drink here? Stand up right now!"

Blondie Apple, implicated for no reason, reluctantly stood up and calmly said, "If you dare to hit me, I'm going to tell the teacher."

Cavan Noah looked at her coldly for a long time and finally said, "You brat, you're a complete disaster. Every time you're involved, I'm the one who ends up worse off!"

Blondie Apple rolled her eyes and retorted, "I feel the same."

The whole class went silent: "......"