B*TCH

"SAVE HER," Sol said while plucking a petal from the red Santan flower in her hand. "Save her not." She plucked the last petal from the flower, then she dropped the stem to the ground. "Save her."

[Well, I guess I have to save Kaia now.]

After her classes ended earlier, Kaia told her she would just go to the bathroom before they go to the café they wanted to check out. But Kaia didn't return.

Then, she found a note on her armchair that said: ["If you don't want your new friend to get hurt, come here. Don't even think about running away. We know where you live."]

The other note attached to it was an instruction on how to get to the designated bathroom.

"If you go to my house to hurt me, you'll die," Sol whispered to herself. "Kuya Yue will definitely kill you."

"Who are you talking to, babe?"

She stopped and turned to the annoying presence that took the space next to her.

It was Quest Venosa on his black big bike.

Ah, she was lost in thought that she didn't realize she was already at the parking space near the school's main entrance. It was the same parking space where Dusk parked his scooter.

"I'm talking to myself," she said as a response to Quest's question. "Are you waiting for me?"

"Damn right I am," Quest said with a smirk. "Let's go on a date."

"I can't even if I want to."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I'm being "summoned" by the bullies in my class," she explained casually. "They took my friend and threatened to hurt her if I don't show up."

"Don't go," he said bluntly. "If you're talking about that Kaia girl, just use her as a scapegoat. She's used to getting bullied anyway."

"I won't be able to sleep peacefully tonight if I do that," she lied with a straight face.

Of course, she had to act as the model student that she wasn't even in front of her target.

Quest, who obviously had something else in mind, smirked. "I can help you sleep peacefully tonight, Sol Fontana."

[How fucking lame.]

"Well, you'll probably take that back once the bullies are done with me," she said nonchalantly. "They threatened to ruin my pretty face. I know that you're only after my face and body, so you'll definitely get disgusted if I become ugly later."

"I won't let them ruin your face," he said firmly. "Who's bullying you anyway? Give me a name and I'll screw them up for you."

"Eloise Venosa."

He looked stunned to hear his cousin's name. "What?"

"Eloise Venosa wants me dead," she said casually. "I heard she's your beloved cousin. Can you go against her for me?"

His brows furrowed deeply. "Wait. If Eloise is after you, it only means that you're close to Dusk Quijano. What's your relationship with that bastard? Isn't today your first day here?"

"It's none of your business."

"Sol Fontana–"

"Quest Venosa," she said, cutting him off on purpose. "If you can't take my side because your cousin is too precious for you, then just leave me alone."

"I'll talk to Eloise," he said as if he didn't know what to do. "Dammit, Sol. It's only your first day here and you're already picking a fight with Eloise?" He let out a frustrated sigh. "What does it have to be her?"

"What's so special about her?"

"She's family."

"How nice," she said sarcastically. "But can you sleep with her?"

His eyes widened in shock. "Excuse me?"

"If you prioritize your cousin over a potential girlfriend, you'll not get laid anytime soon," she said while laughing softly. "Is spoiling a brat like her really worth it?"

Quest looked stunned to respond.

"Choose carefully, Quest Venosa," she said teasingly. Then, much to her surprise, Quest actually blushed. "So much for being a "bad boy.""

Quest averted his gaze away from her as if he couldn't look at her in the eye. Obviously, he clearly got what she meant. "Sol Fontana, you drive me crazy."

She just giggled at that. "See you later, Quest Venosa."

After teasing the resident's so-called bad boy, she walked past him. The playfulness that she showed Quest earlier disappeared, and her usual stoic face replaced it.

[This school is unexpectedly fun,] Sol thought to herself while cracking her knuckles. [Quest and Eloise Venosa, get ready to get fucked up.]

***

"I THOUGHT you'd run away."

Sol could only smile bitterly at the sight that greeted her. She couldn't decide who was more pathetic.

Would it be Kaia who was crying while on the bathroom floor, topless.

Or would it be Michelle and Nichole who were busy taking videos and pictures of the half-naked Kaia using their cheap smartphones?

[What a classic way of bullying a pushover.]

Anyway, the bathroom stinks.

But she was used to that kind of place, so she wasn't bothered. Plus, nothing beats the foul smell of fresh blood to her.

"Is this a reenactment of a cheap afternoon soap opera that you've seen on TV?" Sol asked while laughing, then she gave them a slow clap of applause. "I sincerely congratulate every terrible scriptwriter for making stupid shows that make people like you dumber."

Michelle and Nichole glared at her at the same time.

"I'm already here," she said casually. "What do you want me to do?" she asked, then she unbuttoned her blouse. "Do I have to take my clothes off?" She stopped when she remembered something. "Ah." She pointed to the huge water drum next to the sink. "Or do you have to pour water on me first while beating me up?"

When she didn't hear a response from Michelle and Nichole, she turned to them.

The two girls were looking at her as if they found her weird.

She smiled sweetly at the girls. "It's fine. Feel free to do whatever you want to me." She approached them, then her left hand touched Michelle's right cheek while her right hand touched Nichole's left cheek. Then, in a disgustingly sweet voice, she said, "You have to prepare for the consequence, though. Touching me in any way is… risky."

Nichole pushed her hard enough for her to budge from her spot. "What the hell are you saying?"

"And we're not stupid to beat you up," Michelle added angrily. "We know that you're arrogant because you're rich. But it doesn't mean that we don't have the means to touch you." The bitch smirked, then she pointed to Kaia with her lips. "That whore is nothing but a poor vendor's granddaughter. She doesn't even have parents. So even if we mess with her every day, we won't get in trouble."

"Can you protect your friend just because you have money?" Nichole asked haughtily. Then, she showed her Kaia's photo where Kaia's naked breasts were visible. "We're going to sell Kaia's photos and videos to you. Deal?"

"Deal," she said with a shrug.

Nichole, who looked shocked at first by her immediate response, laughed as if she was in disbelief. "You're going to buy her pictures and videos at any price, aren't you?"

"Sure," she said confidently, since money would never be a problem to her. "How much do you need?"

"We don't need your money," Nichole said playfully. "We want your hair." After saying that, the bitch grabbed her hair that was tied in a high ponytail. "If you cut your hair, we're going to delete Kaia's topless pictures and videos."

Nichole and Michelle then turned to each other before laughing as if they already won.

On the other hand, Kaia looked at her with guilt in her eyes.

None of those mattered to her, as she fell in deep thought once again.

[They want my hair. Ah, I think I know what's going on. I don't mind sporting short hair but Kuya Yue hates it.]

Because according to Yue, her short hair would make it look like they were twins.

"Alright," she said calmly, shocking Michelle and Nichole. "Cut my hair. Or do I have to do it?"

Michelle smirked, then she walked behind her. After that, the bitch grabbed her hair and tugged her head back, making her ponytail come loose.

[She. Fucking. Tugged. My. Hair.]

Snap.

She heard a pair of scissors working on her hair.

That bitch Michelle cut the hair that she tied into a ponytail.

Her now short hair fell over her shoulders.

Nichole, who was standing in front of her while Michelle cut her hair, looked shocked instead of delighted.

Unlike Nichole, Michelle who hadn't seen her face yet laughed merrily. But when the bitch walked towards her from behind and looked at her face, her arrogant smirk disappeared.

And she knew exactly why the two bitches were acting this way.

And she knows exactly what took away their joyous disposition.

"Did you really think that cutting my hair short will make me look ugly?" Sol asked while laughing. "My face is small and pretty. Any hairstyle will suit me."

No, she wasn't embarrassed.

Why would she be when she was perfectly aware that by society's standards, she was considered conventionally beautiful?

"Joke's on you, bitches," she said, still laughing.

Michelle and Nichole looked upset, but they didn't give a retort.

[Their role in this badly written teen fic is so pathetic."

"You can only make me ugly if you scratch or burn my face," she said while taking her blouse off. Then she threw it at Kaia. "Wear that. Unfortunately, I don't have a spare bra. But since your breasts are small, you can hide them easily."

Kaia's face turned red, as if she was embarrassed. But concern soon replaced the humiliation on her face. "Thank you, Sol," she said while wearing the blouse. "But how about you? Are you going to leave in that outfit?"

She only had a white tank top and black sports bra after taking off her blouse.

It covered her decently, but she knew that most kids in that school would find it "scandalous." But she was glad that she always wore a sports bra because it was the safest way to secure her chest area. After all, she didn't want her ample breasts to get in the way.

"It's fine," she told Kaia. "I look nice whatever I wear anyway."

"Aren't you being too confident?" Nichole snapped at her. "Don't you feel ashamed to walk around in a scantily outfit?"

She laughed at the stupid question. "Coming from you? Really? You seem to enjoy taking nude photos of other girls. But you think my current outfit is scandalous?"

Nichole wasn't able to give a retort.

[Ah, I knew it.]

"You know what? I'll let you take my pictures while I'm underdressed like this," she said, provoking the bitch. "You take lewd pictures of girls you bully and sell them to perverts, don't you? Since I'm a generous classmate, I'll lend you my face and body so you'll earn some measly cash." She covered her mouth with her hand when she whispered: "Beggars."

Nichole and Michelle looked very humiliated.

[Heh.]

Michelle immediately bent down to grab her cut hair that was still tied nicely. Then she put it in the pocket of her skirt. After that, the bitch raised her hand as if to slap her.

"You're really going to hit me?" Sol asked coldly, making Michelle freeze on the spot. "Are you prepared for the consequence if you ruin my face?"

Michelle, as expected, backed down. "You're arrogant just because you're pretty and rich," she snarled at her. "Get out of my face before I kill you."

Kill her?

She had been receiving that kind of threat way before she learned how to walk. But this was the most harmless threat that she had ever received in her life.

But since she had other works to do, she let it slide.

For now.

"I don't have any intention of staying here anyway," Sol said, then she turned to Kaia. "Clean yourself up and go home."

***

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