Chapter 3: The Assignment

I irritably wiped my sweat while taking my time shooting daggers with my eyes at the oh-so-arrogant, Brent Rosales. If he didn't try messing with me, none of this would've happened.

It's the first day of school, yet here I am, under detention, holding a mop and was assigned to clean the whole campus with this jerk.

But I'm somehow ecstatic, seeing him cleaning with a scowl on his face. I' am really grateful that despite him being the son of the CEO of this university he's still punished.

He glared at me when he caught me staring at him with a wicked smile imprinted on my face. I make face teasingly, making him more furious and peeved.

He just hissed at me and lazily mopped the floor. He's not even exerting any effort in cleaning yet he looked so dead tired.

I stopped whatever I'm doing and stretched my arm. I feel sleepy all of the sudden, perhaps because I'm too tired. I'm even soaking in sweat for about an hour or two.

"It's entirely your fault." He said out of rage, his stern face says it all.

"If you just shut your mouth and stop yourself from being arrogant even for an hour... none of this would have happened." I spat fearlessly, not backing out. My arms crossed as I placed him under my scrutiny.

"Ehem." Our professor suddenly popped out of nowhere. My face brightened in relief, knowing that our punishment will be over soon.

"Are you two starting a commotion again? Do you want another punishment? I can deduct two (2) points from your score in the quiz if you don't mind." Her brows arched, eyeing me and Brent intently.

We slightly bowed our head in defeat. Of course who would enjoy this detention center. Plus, our points will be less than before ..it'll be hard to replace the lost ones.

"I see, you both didn't want that? Don't you?" She glanced at me and Brent, her lips slowly rose up and curved into a wide smile. She then laughed while eyeing us- however you can clearly notice that there's no humor in it.

"You can both go back on our classroom. And please, Mr. Rosales, stop being a pain in the ass even just for a day. It's the first day of school for Pete's sake." She massaged her temple, her eyes closed in distress.

Seeing how our prof. reacts, you can easily tell that Brent is one of those who usually causes trouble in our campus.

"Ms. Montemayor?" She shifted her attention towards me. I straightened my back and stared back at her.

"Yes, Ma'am?" I answered politely. I can see on my peripheral vision how Brent mimicked our prof and grimaced. How rude.

"Please don't ever let yourself be involved with Mr. Rosales again." She said firmly and as she hurriedly walked away.

~*~

"Levenisse!" Jashea rushed towards me when she saw me entering our classroom. Thanks to her, all eyes are on me .

"What is it now?" I answered dryly, not wanting to talk that much since I'm tired from all the arguments and cleaning.

"You're not expelled, aren't you?" She nervously asked, my brows furrowed when I noticed how pale she is. Is she that nervous?

"Nope." I simply replied and they're quite surprised of what I said.

"No way! You're just a scholar yet you're not expelled?" My eyebrows arched hearing that. Jashea was about to scold and notify them how filthy rich I am but I managed to stop her.

I suddenly remembered that recently I took a scholarship test on this campus and fortunately aced the exam , that's why I'm not paying any tuition fee right now. But I didn't take the exam just because I can't pay my own tuition fee.

I'm just confident in my abilities that I can pass any scholarship examination. And because of that I'll be able to save a lot, I can go to wherever campus I wanted to for free.

I was surprised when they all became silent. I noticed Brent's furious expression as he make his way to me.

"Oh, no. She's gonna be expelled in a couple of minutes." One of my classmates said.

"What now? Aren't you tired from all the mopping?" I lazily greeted him just like that,. I can sensed the rage he's feeling towards me.

"How dare you!" He grabbed my arm once again forgetting our professor's advice. He's really stubborn isn't he?

"Do you not know how precious my time is? You made me mop for almost two hours!" He said in fury.

"You made yourself mop, that's the exact thing you should say, jerk." I replied.

He laughed heartily at my response.

"You're the only one who dared to talk back to me like that." He smirked devilishly as he loosely hung his other hand on his pocket. I was taken aback when he slowly leaned towards me, pinning me to the wall.

They all gasped in surprise. My eyes bulged in shock. What the hell?

"Maybe I should teach you a lesson, by shutting your mouth up even just for a second." He slowly caressed and lift my jaw.

I was just standing in front of everybody, shocked and frozen that I couldn't even move or talk. I glanced at Jashea and she's more surprised than I do.

Can someone push this jerk off me? I hate being in the same space as him ugh!

"Will you please go away from me?" I fiercely commanded him, trying to get myself together and manage not to stutter, not in front of him. What would he think? That I'm affected, if he's this close to me?

No way in hell!

He leaned closer, I can clearly tell how much he love seeing my current reaction.

I should push him alright? But I'm feeling weak I can't push him. I'm also uncomfortable with him being this close to me. I hate it. I just want to move far from him.

Everything went fast that I didn't even noticed that his lips are pressed in mine. All I ever know was I lost my first kiss and worst, this jerk, Brent Rosales was the one who stole my first kiss!