Chapter 3 3

I had been in that school for barely two days and my face had already popped up on three gossip sites. How did I know? The three bad wolves. From the cafeteria, I went straight to the library. I had a free period after lunch which I was so gladly going to skip.

I was neck deep inside my book when I felt a presence in front of me. "I've told you I'm not interested. Go away."

"Jake is livid Lisa. He wants to talk to you." Someone, Elliot maybe said. I raised my head to the both of them.

"Tell him no thank you. I have nothing to say to him."

"I believe you do. Just come with us."

Curiosity did get the best of me so I walked with them. When we passed classrooms and were headed for the Janitor's closet, I paused.

"If this is some sort of abduction, I'm going to scream so loud the principal will hear me. " I kinda sorta threatened. I wasn't intimidating enough because the boys paid me no mind. They opened the door and entered in. I poked my head in and for the second time since I started my education here, I had to pick my jaw from the floor.

There was a huge ass television in front of me, three couches and various bean bags, a while snack bar and about three arcade games. Maybe perks of being in a private school was having an underground arcade.

"Excuse us boys. " Jake said sitting on one of the couches. The boys left so I used that as an opportunity to pick a packet of chips and sit.

"I don't remember offering you a seat."

"And I don't remember asking you if I could sit." I opened the chips, pouring in a mouthful. "Why do you want to see me?"

He threw the jacket he was wearing on me. "You've ruined my jacket."

"No," I said still munching on chips. "I poured soda on it. You take it to the dry cleaners or ask your nanny to wash it for you and it'll be good as new. "

His jaw set and I could tell he was angry or something close to that. "Pay for it."

"Fair enough. How much do I owe you?" I searched for the little scraps of money in my pocket.

"Sixteen million."

"Ha ha. Very funny. How much is it. I don't got all day. "

Jake stood up from his seat, taking steps closer to me. I shifted in my seat as his gaze belittled me. "That is a one of a kind pogo jacket. You don't get it from a store you know. You have it made. Who's your father? I'll have him pay for it."

"Where the hell is he going to get sixteen million from?. He'd probably punch you in the mouth for asking him that. "

"You don't have any money. What's your family business?."

"Impregnating women and a million child support cases." Apparently Jake didn't find my joke funny because he only got even more annoyed.

"How the hell did you get into this school? Don't tell me you're a scholarship student. Are you?" He asked almost repulsed. I was feeling something I hadn't felt in a long time - inferior.

"Well screw you very much. I'm leaving."

"What about my money? Replace my jacket."

I throw it at him. "Shove it up your large nostrils." I stormed out knowing I was shit deep in trouble.

The day felt to go by very slowly. I wanted to leave ASAP but no, I was forced to endure the cruelty of life in the form of Chemistry. I was doodling on my notes when a knock on the door caught my attention.

"Excuse me Mr. Harris but Lisa Thompson is needed in the principal's office." As I stood and followed, I tried thinking of what I could've possibly done on my second day of school. All of them fell back to one possibility. Jake Demidov.

My guess was true because the first person I saw stepping into the office was the arrogant human. He gave me a lopsided grin I downright ignored.

"Please take a seat Miss Thompson." I smiled faintly at Mr. Alphonso before sitting. "A complaint about you reached my desk not long ago. Do you know what this is about?"

"No sir I do not." Apparently it was flu season because there's no other reason for Jake to cough. I gave him a look he returns. He meant war.

"Mr. Demidov here complained of you destroying his jacket for no reason at all. There have been students come to me as witnesses so there's no denying it. You're to compensate him."

I get ready to argue but Mr. Alphonso raises his hand. "There's no room for arguments. That's the final say. The matter had better be resolved before the end of the day else you're in for suspension."

I slammed my hands on the desk. "Outrageous. You're going to suspend my ass for a stupid jacket I'm pretty sure is contraband."

"You watch your language when you step foot into my office understood? Go settle your dispute with Mr. Demidov before the day is over. Leave."

Seeing it was too late to plea, I left. I could feel Jake's arrogant presence behind me. "I hope you're happy. You're indeed an asshole."

Getting home, I called dad eighteen times. I can't lie I was surprised he didn't pick. I didn't even think he had my number. I also considered asking Mabel for the money but I was never in the mood to be reminded of how much of a mistake I was.

Frustrated and annoyed, I decided to open my IG. Jake had left a new batch of messages ready for my ignoring. Only, this time, I didn't ignore them.

Me: What do you really want from me? I seriously don't have sixteen million for you.

The Jakey༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ:Your first class tomorrow is P.E. Meet me in the locker room.

Me: The boy's locker room? I'm not a pervert.

The Jakey༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ: I heard Hanson's mother's bank gives great loans.

I didn't send him another message again.