Chapter 15 - Stopwatch

*Blair's Point of View*

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I looked at the most gorgeous girl that I have ever laid my eyes on. And, I think I was stunned a little but recovered quickly when she looked at me with her eyebrows meeting each other and a face in disbelief.

As I remembered that I was still holding the asshole down, I released him but pushed him to the floor, and his face landed first.

“Fuck!” He cursed, and I didn't feel sorry for him. He deserves that.

“Uh... Hi, there!” I greeted her while smiling at her widely.

“What happened here?” She asked no one in particular, and I waited for someone to answer.

Everybody went silent, and the asshole was looking down like he found his shoes more interesting to look at than the face of an angel that is in front of us. I just stared at her and cleared my throat.

“Well,” I started as I picked up my book again on the floor.

She raised an eyebrow, then I continued.

“Here's what happened. This asshole shoved curly boy to the lockers and then,” I began and paused, then, thought of the right word to describe what happened

“Then..?” She uttered while crossing her arms on her chest.

“As I was about to go back to the classroom because I forgot my history book here, I bumped into him, and he punched my locker, and because I dropped my book, he wanted to punch me again, but I got his fist and twisted it to his back…. And,” She just stared at me while telling me to continue. Whew, that's a lot of 'and' right there.

“I just want him to apologize to the boy, and that's all. The show had finished when you showed up here now.” I finished explaining and smiled proudly.

She seemed not convinced, so I asked the crowd. “Isn't that right, Everybody?”

I saw some of them nodded and the queen seemed convinced.

She looked at the asshole and said to him with authority, “To the principal's office, now.”

The guy didn't say anything but obeyed the owner of the academy.

“Every one of you, go to your classrooms immediately,” she asserted to everybody, and they quickly moved.

“Wow! You sound more like a commander in a battalion of soldiers.” I let out in amusement and kind of feel guilty for making trouble.

She didn't say a thing but just walked straight to the stairs. I think she'll head to our classroom.

“Umm... Aren't you gonna send me too to the principal's office?” I asked her while walking fast to catch up. She walks really fast, and in fact, I have long legs since I'm taller than her. Well, it's just an inch, maybe.

“If you want to go there, you can go,” she said in a bitchy tone and kept on walking. Ooh, she really did comply with what she said last night.

“Well, never mind,” I muttered, and I shrugged my shoulders.

Truth be told, I don't wanna go there and be punished. I just did the right thing, right?

As we were walking in the hallways, I heard her chuckle. She's really cute when she shows her real self.

“So, he didn't get the chance to touch you?” She asked and stopped in her tracks to scan my face.

“No one can mess up with this face of mine, except... you,” I replied and pointed to my right eyebrow and smiled.

“Okay, then, why is it that you didn't block my attack last night?” She asked while smiling like an actual angel.

“Well, last night... I uh... I was defenseless,” I told her truthfully.

I didn't think that she could hit me straight to the head with her baseball bat—that fudging hurt. I never knew that humans are more vulnerable than I thought.

“Really? And, what made you defenseless?” She asked while smiling. Damn, she's beyond beautiful when she smiles.

“Well, last night's case was I... Umm, kind of didn't see you carrying a baseball bat, and I was too late to react,” I explained, and we started walking.

We kept on chatting and laughing as we talked about something on our way to our classroom. Then, she asked me, “What time is it already?”

I looked at my watch and saw that it was still the same time that I left the classroom earlier.

“Shit!” I cursed, and I suddenly felt that my heartbeat so fast.

“What?” She asked worriedly.

“My watch stopped,” I answered while looking around and noticed that nobody was walking in the hallways already. I didn't notice the bell rang.

“WHAT?” She yelled and searched for her phone inside her bag.

“Fuck!” She cursed. Wow! I didn't know that this girl could curse.

“What?” It's my turn to ask her now.

“We're already three minutes late. Shit! We are doomed.” She let out and cursed.

Then, she started to run to the classroom since we were already here on the third floor of the building.

“And?” I asked her to continue, but I joined the race.

“We will be sent to detention because it's Mrs. Johnson.” She answered nervously.

“Okay, so, we will be in detention for the second day of school,” I stated, and I think that's fine. At least, it's not the first day.

“Shit, you have to think of a good excuse, Freak.” She uttered while looking at me with a troubled face.

“Umm. You are the owner. Can they not excuse you? You are the one who pays them for their job.” I argued, and she looked at me. And, she sighed in frustration and took a deep breath.

“I'm a student. They won't consider it, and besides, I told them to treat me like one. Just like what happened to your mom's class yesterday.” She explained, and I just nodded my head. And she thinks that Marge is my mother. I wish she were, but unfortunately, she's not.

“Okay. And obviously, you don't want to get to detention.” I stated as we were already in front of the classroom.

“Yeah, and I don't want to skip class either.” She replied, and that made us have no choice at all.

“Then, we go to detention,” I stated and was about to knock on the door, but she stopped my hands.

And, I felt that sparks flowed again. This girl really got superpowers. Then, she dragged me away and said, “We're gonna skip.”

“I thought you didn't skip classes?” I asked her amusedly, and she's still holding my hands.

Then, she leads me to the stairs that are going to the fourth floor. And, straight to other stairs, and we're at a dead-end, but there's a door. She held the lock while never letting my hand go and put the number combination of the lock, 976. And, it opened.

“Where are we?” I asked while she's still dragging me.

Is she aware that she is still holding my hand? I'm not complaining, and I will not complain even if she will hold it forever.

“Rooftop.” She answered shortly, and I finally got the sight of the beautiful place around us.

You can see the whole campus around here. The view is just magnificent. Her family must really be so fudging filthy rich to have this kind of property.

“Wow!” I let out in awe as I looked around to see a flower garden to the sides and a small basketball court, and some benches.

“You like it?” She asked while looking at me and smiling so wide.

“No,” I muttered.

I looked at her, and she frowned. No, she pouted, and damn, what is this weird feeling inside me?

“I love it,” I added while smiling, and I saw her face crept a smile.

Then, she blushed and almost jumped when she noticed that she was still holding my hand.

“Sorry.” She apologized awkwardly and blushed even more. She's charming when she blushes.

“Oh, it's fine,” I uttered, and I frowned when she let go of my hand.

Then, she let out a nervous laugh and led me to a bench that had a roof that shaded the sunlight.

Oh, brain, stop thinking that we will have another date. Was it even a date last night? Or maybe I was just the one who thinks about that? But honestly, I do love to spend time with her.