RECKLESS
Reckless – Episode 9&10
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[Book 1 in The Untamed Duet]
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It felt like a bomb suddenly dropped inside the Plaza. Only difference is destruction isn’t happening. Instead, it’s speechlessness.
Zendaya held the edge of the table she’s standing beside tightly. Her knuckles turned pure white, and her stomach dipped severally.
“Remo is a bastard, this shouldn’t be surprising. He’s always ready to f+k Stacy up.” Tania muttered.
“Those two guys aren’t just Stacy’s enemies, they’re the enemies of all of us.” Tasha added.
“Cancel the dare, Remo! Stacy’s lips won’t touch those two!” Kehlani ordered authoritatively.
Remo’s red eyes looked intimidating as he rose from his couch. He’s not swaying, not lurching.
It’s as if the dru&s suddenly evaporated from his senses.
His hateful eyes are on Stacy who looks like someone just put fire on her fluffy tail.
“Get the dare started, Stacy Montana!” He shouted, snatching a bottle of scotch from Scott.
“Dude’s too high,” Frank laughed, sounding high too.
“Remo….” Scott cautioned.
“Scott don’t waste your energy, he’s insane right now.” Max said.
“Stacy, get the dare started!” Remo shouted again.
Nothing’s entering his ears again.
For an unknown reason, Cove is still where he is. He’s not making any attempt to go out, but he has plans to shift her jaw if she comes close at all.
If that happens, he’s gonna be jailed, but that doesn’t sound bad.
As for Dorian, his bottom lip is subtly between his teeth. He bit slowly.
If this kiss happens, then it’d be everywhere tomorrow morning.
‘Stacy Montana kissed Dorian Wesley in a truth or dare game.’
Then Stacy won’t just receive bashing from Diamonds in her comments section. Obsessive Diamonds will hunt her down and hurt her.
At least, that’d be enough to pay for hurting Trevor with the microphone.
“Hey, Wizard. Have you ever been kissed? Your lips look virgin.” He whispered, nudging Cove.
Cove didn’t shake.
“Two hottest guys in RIDE? Stacy would be a lucky bîtch if she gets to do that dare.” Elmira said.
Her eyes are on Max as she talked.
“That bîtch would rather eat shit than use her lips,” Trinidad rolled eyes.
“She better not,” Roxy muttered, looking from Stacy to Dorian to Cove.
Looks like a trap.
“Stacy f+kin bi+chy Montana!!” Remo yelled.
“You should come with a warning label, Remo. You’re a bastard!” Stacy glared daggers, her vision dark.
She already left her spot, and she’s presently walking to Remo.
Remo jumped over the table in front of him. He marched Kane’s body on the couch before jumping down.
He began walking to her too.
But they both could only go halfway cos Max and Scott jumped over the table too. They came for Remo and held him down.
“What the f+k! Let go of me I need to put this bîtch in her place!” He wriggled violently.
“I don’t even know when your beef with Stacy started but it’s enough for tonight!” Max shouted.
“No. She has to kiss them both. I’m gonna watch her f+kin kiss her biggest enemies tonight or I’ll die!” Remo argued, laughing.
“Dude shut the f+k up you’re high! Remo… chill!” Max cautioned.
Tasha and Tania came for Stacy too, pulling her back.
“You can’t go close to that atomic bomb.” Tania said.
“Baby, just leave him alone he’s high on E-pills.” Tasha said.
“You’re a f+kas$!” Stacy spat at Remo, and that was it.
Remo managed to break free from Max and Scott.
He surged forward and threw the scotch bottle he’s holding.
Alcohol spilled in splashes, students went down for the fear of getting a bottle broken on their heads.
Stacy’s eyes widened, including the twins who’re with her.
The accuracy of Remo’s throw is mad, cos the bottle came straight for her.
But it could only go that far, cos before it could reach her, someone jumped over the dancing table, and from there, he tumbled perfectly and jumped down, catching the bottle midair before landing on the ground.
It’s Dorian.
His arm is stretched forward as he held the bottle, but he slowly lowered it, facing Remo’s angle.
“You should go for therapy. Someone like you shouldn’t be a student in that campus, fuckass.” He said.
“Did he just…call me…” Remo groaned, wanting to go for him.
Dorian’s guards surrounded him immediately, so Remo stopped.
“I’ll f+kin come for you!” He yelled.
“Get over here,” Scott pulled him.
Max pushed him to the couch, and the moment Remo’s body touched the leather, he slept off.
Dorian’s guards took the bottle of scotch from him, and Elmira instantly came closer.
“And why would you stop that bottle from hitting her? Same bîtch who ruined your concert?” She spat, her expression full of resentment.
“She supports violence doesn’t mean I do too. Y’all here would have probably gotten arrested by her father if she got hit by that bottle,” Dorian replied calmly, strictly.
“No you’re just a fool!” Elmira remarked.
Dorian’s guards moved, but Dorian raised one arm, stopping them.
Elmira bolted out of the the Plaza, Roxy and Trinidad followed her.
Dorian looked around, noticing the number of phone cameras on his face, filming the scene.
Stacy is still between Tasha and Tania, and Zendaya is with Kehlani, all are completely silent.
He’s doubting if they’re really breathing right now.
He went back to Cove who has been watching the show silently…
“Let’s leave, Wiza—”
Before he could even finish the nickname, Cove was already walking moodily out of the Plaza.
Dorian followed, and his guards trailed behind him.
The exit made the breaths of everyone come out. They released the breaths they’ve been holding.
“Did he just… save you from the bottle?” Zendaya said.
“He’s probably chasing clout. Watch how his Diamonds will drag Stacy tommorow morning again cos he saved her. You should know how his insane fans operate by now. He’s never wrong in their eyes.” Tania replied immediately.
“Ok… everyone forgot about the dare already, right?” Kehlani said.
“Out of mind,” Tasha said.
“Gawd, Remo ruined my party I’m so gonna chew him out to mash!…” Kehlani stumped.
“Who put his name on the truth or dare wheel in the first place?” Stacy asked sternly, her eyes commanding.
“It was Max, I’m so sorry Stacy.” Kehlani apologized.
“I think it’s hightime your boyfriend stopped being friends with Remo. I can’t stand Remo, and you know it. Darn, my night is contaminated.” Stacy muttered, sounding upset.
She grabbed her small belt bag and left the Plaza next.
“Wait for me, babe!” Zendaya rushed after her.
“See ya in campus tomorrow,” Tania winked.
“First class is 9, don’t be late.” Tasha kissed Kehlani’s cheeks before leaving with her twin.
“Gosh….” Kehlani shoved her fingers in her hair slowly.
“Lani,” Max joined her.
Kehlani held his arms.
“Hunny I’m so pissed at you right now. This is 11:30 when the party should be at the climax, but you had to put Remo on the wheel and ruin everything!” She complained.
“Remo and Scott and Frank have been my gees since our year one, and I can’t invite Frank and Scott without inviting Remo. Remo will wanna start a war. You know him.” Max explained.
“Now that he ruined our party?” Kehlani folded her arms.
“I’ll make it up to you!” He winked, sweeping her off her feet suddenly.
“Max!!” She squealed, laughing as he threw her on his shoulders.
Her hair went upside down, and her screams remained raw till he exited the Plaza with her.
Now it’s just Scott and the two druggies inside, plus a few more students who’re already leaving.
Oh…and Kane…who’s just waking up.
He sat up on the couch and wiped his nose with his fingers. The blood is clotted, and when he saw it, he gasped, spranging up.
He nearly screamed, but seeing Scott made him relax.
Scott sat there, rolling weed into the paper, preparing to smoke.
His limit is weed. He doesn’t do E-pills or molly and codeine like the guys.
He’s aware that Kane is up, he just doesn’t care enough to look up.
He kept rolling his weed with finesse, and Kane kept watching him like he’s rolling some work of art.
Judging by the ball tattoo on Scott’s arm, it’s obvious he’s the stepbrother he came to look for cos Owen mentioned he was a football captain.
Scott finally finished rolling his weed and placed it between his lips.
He reached for his lighter, but before he could put fire on the weed, Kane snatched the lighter, instinctively.
Scott looked up, the fat weed hanging fittingly between his lips like it belonged there.
Their eyes finally met.
Scott’s dark ones and Kane’s grey innocent ones.
“Weed isn’t good for your health. I haven’t had a brother before, and I really want you to live long.” Kane said with a awkward smile.
Scott looked at the table again, like he wasn’t gonna make move, but he suddenly stood.
His leg went up with the precision of a blade.
He didn’t miss.
Kane received the kick on his face, and he bled from the nose and lips this time, but he wasn’t even able to cry before he landed on the ground.
He passed out again.
Scott took the fallen lighter and put fire on his weed, taking a puff.
He pulled Frank up with an hand, then pulled Remo up with his second hand, holding both by their sides.
“I swear to f+k, I’m never letting this slide…” He muttered, dragging the two high fuckers out.
The three of them stepped over Kane’s body on the floor before they rolled out of that angle.
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[Outside]Trinidad is on her bike, riding, but Roxy’s car is grinding beside her.
Roxy and Elmira are inside the car, so Trinidad drove her bike with the same speed as the car so she’s able to hear what they’re saying.
“I don’t understand you anymore, Mira. One minute, you were swooning over Cove, but all of a sudden, you were staring at Max, and then boom, you were calling Dorian a fool? Like Dorian? You know how insane his fans are!” Roxy said.
Elmira is the one driving, and she still looks mad on the driver’s seat.
“I’m not interested in the gist of how she switched from Cove to Max, but the Dorian part? Care to explain why you dislike Dorian?” Trinidad said from her bike, her voice rising over the soft purring engines.
Elmira stopped the car in the middle of the road, and Trinidad stopped her bike too.
“Ok…seems like a serious issue,” Roxy muttered.
“Yeah…I was interested in Cove cos of his face, but if I go for him and succeed in s+ducing him, how would he take care of me? So I switched to Max. He’s Kehlani’s boyfriend, but I want him…I want the gold too. Call me a golddigger.” Elmira said.
“You never beat the badass B allegations, Mira,” Roxy tapped her fingers on the window glass.
“You’re chasing him cos of the gold bars gift he gave Kehlani?” Trinidad frowned hard.
“I wouldn’t blame her,” Roxy said.
“What the hell are you spewing?” Trinidad faced her.
“For no reason at all, I support Elmira chasing Max. Actually, I have a reason—I wanna see Kehlani break to pieces cos she loves that guy more than herself.” Roxy said.
“I love you Rox! You know ball!” Elmira stuck her palm with Roxy’s.
Trinidad smirked, moving the handlebars of her bike.
“And about Dorian, i don’t have a reason for hating him. Must I have a reason? As a stupid celebrity singer, he has obsessive fans, and at the same time, he has mad haters. I’m one of those haters.” Elmira clarified.
“Tuff!” Roxy laughed.
“Y’all are meh,” Trinidad said, driving off on her bike.
She left them there.
“Sometimes, I can’t stand Trini.” Elimira sighed.
“Same here, but what can we do? She’s still our tomboy anyways.” Roxy chuckled, taking over the drive.
—
[No Sleep Garage, 11:30PM]Dorian’s headlights didn’t go off after his car stopped in front of the gate.
Matteo and Trevor were already waiting beside the gate, and when Cove came down broodingly from the car, Trevor smiled in relief.
Matteo’s phone buzzed immediately, and when he checked to see it’s a credit alert from Dorian, his eyes widened with surprise.
Dorian actually took his account details before leaving with Cove earlier.
“You really payed me?” He blinked.
Dorian smiled from the backseat window. “I never go back on my words. Due to unforseen circumstances, he spent an hour with me, so I payed you for an hour.”
“This is more than enough to upgrade this garage. You’re so kind.” Matteo said gratefully, bowing.
“No no no…bow for me? I hate it.” Dorian smiled again.
“I’ve never met anyone as kind as you, Rian.” Trevor said.
All these while, Cove is already inside the garage, picking up his backpack and preparing to go home.
“Let’s go,” he nodded at Trevor.
Trevor waved at Dorian before following him.
“He won’t even talk to me again? He didn’t say anything to me throughout the drive here! I thought we bonded as friends!” Dorian shouted.
He nearly told his driver to drive after Cove, but Matteo stopped him.
“No don’t. He gets irritated if you become too persistent. I don’t want him to hurt you.” He said.
“Hurt me?” Dorian blinked.
“Severe anger issues. Also, he just got out of a car, so he’s on the edge now. Just like you’re not tolerant to grease, he’s not tolerant to staying in a car for too long too. Don’t provoke him.” Matteo explained.
Before Dorian could ask another question, Matteo bowed again and entered the garage.
He locked the gate.
“Everyone’s weird around here,” Dorian muttered. “He can’t stay in a car for too long? Weird.”
His phone bleeped for the tenth time, but he ignored it like he has been doing cos it’s definitely Angela.
The drive back to his mansion took ten minutes from the garage.
He lives alone in a quiet estate, and at the estate gate, he met Angela.
She was already driving out to go get him herself.
“Angel?” Dorian winded down his window.
Angela jumped out of her car, worry and concert etched on her face.
“Rian,…” She took a relieved breath, sweating so much.
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[Elite2 Hotel]Max is inside the bathroom, and Kehlani sat in bed, naked.
Except for the br@ covering her br+sts, she’s totally nude. Her clean-shaven p+ssy is wet for Max already. Crying, weeping hard.
She held a remote, and with it, she changed the lights from bright fluorescent to red showers.
Then she picked another remote to turn on the television.
Not a movie. Not music. It’s a s+x video of her and Max.
For sick pleasure reasons, they love recording themselves during s+x to watch together later.
She shifted in bed when the video began playing. Max is laying in bed, and his curvy c+k is in her mouth.
She knelt straddled on him in bed, going six-nine, so while she sucked his c+k, he ate her pvssy.
Kehlani hasn’t watched for one minute at all when she came on the bedspread, soaking the sheets, and she had to tighten her legs together.
Her hips bucked on nothing. She rubbed her laps together again, her p+sy breathing uncontrollably.
She feels too empty without him, and when she witnessed herself squirting on Max’s face in the video…she couldn’t watch alone anymore.
She had to pause it.
“Max! You’re keeping me waiting!” She shouted impatiently.
“One minute, baby!” Max replied from the bathroom.
Then she sighted his phone beside the pillow, and she was tempted to pick.
They trust each other so much, so they have each other’s passwords.
She’s not the curious type, but something just feels off tonight.
She unlocked the phone and went to his IG messages.
Nothing suspicious.
She went to Whatsapp.
Nothing suspicious.
His phone messages and his call logs.
Nothing suspicious.
Now she feels bad for having this thought, so she just dropped the phone when he came out of the bathroom nakedly.
“Hey, you took so long…” She crawled to him on the bed.
“Was taking my time to calm, so you get the best f+vk tonight.” He replied, and she chuckled, going down on him. She kissed his c+k shaft.
That was the only act she could do before she was flipped like a coin.
Her body met the soft mattress heavily, and she was blindfolded with a black strip of clothe.
A gag ball entered her mouth, tied at the back of her head together with the blindfold, then her legs and arms were spread out to every side of the bed, and they were chained.
Now she’s a starfish in bed. No hidden parts, no secrets.
She smiled beneath her blindfolded, her excitement much. The gag ball wasn’t enough to hide her joy.
“Oh… baby, you have no idea what’s in for your body tonight,” Max promised, his excitement matching hers as he unboxed a brown v1br@tor. Sleek and big like a hellbound gift for sinners.
The chains on Kehlani’s arms strained as he inserted the v1br@tor into her, inch by inch.
Girth by Girth.
She m0@ned, her body getting madly attuned, madly turned on.
Horny like a sl+t.
But the gag ball in her mouth ate the m0@n for dinner, stopping it from coming out. Her breaths turned cold, her chest pounded.
The feeling of being bare only for him, feeling of nudeness, leaving him in total control with the blindfold on her face and the gag. The intense feeling of vulnerability made her anticipate for more.
She dripped, rivalling a fountain. Her body pressed to the mattress as the last inch of the v1br@tor entered her.
“I made sure I got it in the size of my c+k, so don’t panic, baby. I won’t hurt you…” He assured.
She nodded, and as Max turned on the v+br@tor in her, she pulled against the chains, wanting to m0@n, to move, to scream, but she couldn’t.
She jerked, legs pulling against the chains, arms dragging against the metals, her calves threatening to test into the mattress.
She trembled, shivered, shook.
The low sound of the v1br@tor hummed darkly, and Max smiled, watching his masterpiece.
His girl. At his mercy.
His moment was interrupted by a beep on his phone though.
He took the phone, seeing the message preview….
• It’s Elmira, My n+ples are aching for you mout…
That was all he saw in the preview on the lock screen.
He didn’t bother to unlock the phone to read the full before he switched off the phone completely.
He threw it somewhere, then he returned his attention to his girl.
He got rid of her br@ and brought it to his c+k. He began f+kin the br@, watching the v1br@tor sink and re-sink inside her hole.
They both went wild.
No restraints. No control. No boundaries.
They came hot.
When the v1br@tor finally slid out of Kehlani’s cûnt, his c+k slid inside, and the gag ball left her mouth.
“I love you….” She m0ned, sweetly and loudly without holding back. “I love you Max. I love you…mmm!”
“I love you, Lani…. Ouuugg!” Max groaned, wetting her p+sy with his cvm, slapping her laps with his c+vk before sliding inside her again.
“Fu+kin…. geez! Ahh!!”
—
[Montana Mansion]Anita stayed awake till Stacy came back. Zendaya followed her home—she’s spending the night here.
They all settled in the living room to watch modelling reruns.
Anita made popcorn for them, plus hot cocoa with milk streaks.
“How did the party go? I saw the bottle throw from the Remo guy.” Anita asked them.
“News fly too fast in this LA,” Stacy replied, sighing as she pushed a piece of popcorn into her mouth.
Stacy is territorial about Anita, so she’s the only one sitting with the woman on her couch.
Zendaya sat on another couch opposite them.
“You heard the news already, Anita?” Zendaya asked, admiring her studded nails.
“Any news involving the students of RIDE sell very fast yunno, and then it involved Stacy—Albert Montana’s daughter. It also involved Dorian Wesley—the celebrity singer,. Of course it’d leap to the sky.” Anita said.
“Tania said Dorian saved me from the bottle only because he wanted to chase clout with it, and Tania was right. Enter my IG and look at the picture I posted before going for the party. Diamonds are there again, dragging me for getting saved by their Riri.” Stacy hissed.
“They’re toxic folks. I don’t like that fanbase for real,” Zendaya shrugged, pulling her skirt to cover her big laps.
“They already dragged you for what happened at the concert, but you’re not affected by their dragging, so if Dorian wanted to chase clout, I don’t think he’d do it through your dragging again. He probably saved guy cos he wanted to,” Anita replied, and Stacy gave her a stare.
“You’re a Diamond… You’re his fan! I forgot you listen to his songs—With You, At Night, Don’t You Dare, Kiss Me!… those romance titles of his songs are all-over your room. Of course you’d defend him!”
“I didn’t say that cos I’m his fan. I’m too old to lie to you.” Anita said.
“I believe Anita,” Zendaya smiled.
“Oh stop it, Zen!” Stacy rolled eyes.
“Stay!” Zendaya laughed.
“So you’re saying he saved me out of the goodness of his heart? Well I don’t care… If he did it to hear thank you from me, then he failed. I’m not gonna f+kin thank him” Stacy declared and lay on the couch.
She placed her head on Anita’s laps, and Anita began stroking her hair.
“Of course you’re unapologetic like the Cove guy…I know you.” She said.
“No… Anita. Don’t f×kin compare me to that garage boy! Don’t even mention that one. I hate him more than Dorian!” Stacy flared.
The mere mention of Dorian made Zendaya’s heart flutter. She held the popcorn bowl with her tighter.
Anita chuckled slowly, and they focused back on the modelling rerun they were watching.
Ten minutes went by without words. Just Stacy’s head on Anita’s laps, Anita’s hands in Stacy’s hair, Zendaya’s thought about Cove, and the low volume of the television.
Anita stared at Stacy’s face throughout.
“Your dad once considered signing you with a modelling agency. I can’t believe you chose Mass Comm over modelling. You have insane face card, Stacy.” She talked again.
No answer from Stacy, so the woman stared down to see she’s asleep already.
Even Zendaya is asleep on the other couch too.
“That was fast,” Anita muttered.
Then… slowly without noise, she lifted Stacy into her arms.
Her small stature made it easy.
“Daya?” She called softly.
Sensitively, Zendaya woke up.
Anita carried Stacy upstairs, and Zendaya followed, wishing her dreams tonight would be filled with just one face.
Cove’s.
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[Dorian’s Mansion]The television is still on, and it’s nearly all about Dorian in the entertainment news.
Angela is the only one present, watching with a smile on her face.
Her ringing phone was what made her look away from the tv screen.
It’s Dorian’s mom calling.
Mrs. Wesley.
Actually, Mrs. Wesley is Angela’s tight friend, which is why it felt safe to allow Angela be Dorian’s manager.
She talked to the mother for five minutes, and immediately she dropped the phone, Dorian entered the room, wearing glasses.
He held his songbook, and the glasses gave him a billionaire signature look….the kind that’d make it to the cover of Forbes.
He’s beautiful.
“I watched you fall asleep twenty minutes ago, Rian!” Angela stood.
“Couldn’t sleep, so I woke up” He replied, and she immediately rushed to him, touching his face, neck, arms, chest. Everyplace.
“I’m not sick, Angel. Suck it up.” Dorian said, taking his seat.
“Then you should be taking all the rest you can. You have a concert on Friday,” Angela sighed.
“Is that me on TV?” He frowned, staring with a scoff.
An ad of him modelling for Celine is on TV right now cos besides music, he’s a model too.
“Of course it’s you! You’ve been on the billboard since you made your appearance two days ago. Tv hot news, entertaining covers, radios, commercials…street posters, airports, stores and bus stations. You’re everywhere and you’re asking? Are you even aware that you’re a celebrity?” Angela complained.
Dorian grinned.
“No…for real. You forget that fact too much, which is why you went to that garage to meet that poor boy. You even went with him to a party where you caught a bottle and stopped it from hitting Stacy…same girl who ruined your concert.” Angela stood.
“In my defense, I’d still catch that bottle if i was made to go back in time. You know I can’t stand blood.” He replied, stroking his brows with the cover of his pen.
“You’re so impossible,” Angela rested her hands on her hips. “Then you need as much rest as you can. You’re fully busy next week.. from tv appearances to modelling shoots and ad shoots and fan meets and your ice time on skating. I’ll have to cut your gym session too.”
“I know, and I’m pumped for it. Can you get me a glass of water?” Dorian replied craftily.
Angela left to get it, and Dorian picked his phone.
He was lip syncing as he clicked IG.
Stacy Montana. Her handle is Stay-Cee.
As expected, her comments section is filled with intense hate from his Diamonds fandom again.
He scrolled down, checking comments on her initial posts.
Even before Diamonds began attacking her, she’s got handful of haters in her comments section.
He’s seeing comments like…
• Am I the only one praying for her father’s death? I wanna see how she’d handle poverty.
• No one hates this girl more than me. Her pride is irritating.
• Why the hell is she posting her closet? Keep it to yourself!
Dorian relaxed on his couch, his brows twitching.
“Haters? No. They’re just madly jealous.” He muttered.
—
[Three Days Later, Zendaya’s Mansion]All Glitz members are present, preparing for campus.
In front of the mirror, Stacy stood, checking her face out.
Zendaya is in front of another mirror, checking her belly out.
Tania sat on a chair, but her legs are stretched to the bed. She’s staring at her phone like she’s waiting for an important news.
Tasha is busy reading and applying glitter lipstick at the same time.
Kehlani? She’s busy chatting Max.
So there’s silence as everyone’s busy, but Stacy was the first to talk.
“Does anyone else think my lips are losing it’s pinkness? Do I have to apply balm?”
“People who have it all are still the greediest. You have naturally pink lips, and it hasn’t reduced in shade since I met you, so shush, Stay-Cee!” Kehlani replied without looking up from her phone.
“So I’m allowed to talk about my own tummy? I don’t overeat, still, my tummy won’t get flat. I have to wear tummy belt always and it’s frustrating,” Zendaya said.
“Drink aloe Vera gel,” Tasha said, looking up from her book.
“Hell with you!” Zendaya shot.
Tasha laughed.
“Why am I not hearing Tania?” Stacy faced the footballer.
“This week is the only week of idleness, y’all know it. We didn’t even have up to four classes this week, but it ends next week. Monday alone we already have five classes I’m about to die just thinking about it! Nothing freaks me out than classes!” Tania complained.
“Nothing pumps me high than classes, sounds like a YOU issue.” Tasha laughed.
Tania smirked.
“Isn’t next week the Freshmen Party?” Kehlani asked.
“Yeah but it’s for freshmen. We aren’t freshmen.” Zendaya shrugged.
She’s currently taking pictures of herself wearing only her br@ tube. Her big br+sts are breathtaking.
“And next week is also the Mixer. The Mixer at the beginning of every semester. That one’s for everyone so don’t worry, we’ll still have one day of fun next week.” Stacy said.
“Tonight is Dorian’s rescheduled concert,” Tasha announced.
“I ruined his concert, but he somehow saved me from Remo’s bottle, so I’ll be at his concert to give him a gift. It’s a genuine gift I’m sure he’d like.” Stacy smiled.
“Whatever you’re planning in that head of yours is surely not anything good. No wonder Cove can’t stand you,” Tania teased.
“Stop! Why does everybody compare me to him? Not making sense.” Stacy rolled eyes.
“Remove his garage boy image, he’s actually hella hot,” Tasha said.
“Covey Fabio…the name’s hot too, but to me… Dorian is s+×ier.” Tania said.
“Covey?” Zendaya looked up.
“That’s his full name, dummy.” Tania got down from the bed.
Zendaya smiled.
By now, everyone’s ready.
They left for campus, and Zendaya was the last to step out.
She uploaded her new pictures on her page with the caption…
Crush: C that ends with Y.
—
[Young Mansion]With a grunt and a long face, Scott rushed down the staircase. His backpack is slung over his shoulder.
Today is the last day of uniform-wearing this semester, he plans to make a good use of it.
Also, today will be the first football practice this semester cos by next week, they’d be entering the new football season.
He didn’t bother waiting for food. He never waits for it.
He walked past Owen by the door, and the woman tried to start a conversation, but he just walked past her before she could form a word.
But…he suddenly turned around and faced her.
“If you’ve in love with your life, then you should leave this mansion with your son, or you’d die exactly how my mum died.” He warned, thick meanness crossing his sight.
“Scott!” Silas hollered loudly, coming downstairs in his slacks and singlet.
Behind him, Kane’s head popped out.
“Three nights ago, you left your stepbrother at the Plaza, and we had to go get him in the morning! You punched him, left him bleeding and wounded, and now you won’t even drive with him to school?” Silas complained.
“Like I asked for a stepbrother. You should be thankful I didn’t kill him in that Plaza,” Scott’s eyes rained fireballs as he talked.
Then he’s heading out of the house.
“Scott!!” Silas yelled.
“I know my way to campus, Mr. Young. It’s not my first time, so don’t stress it out. I’m off.” Kane simply said and left the house too.
Silas heaved, his arms on his sides. “Scott’s giving me migraine,”
“Give him time, you said it yourself….” Owen rubbed his neck, and he nodded.
“I’m trying,”
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[RIDE University]At 10am, Dorian drove into the campus, freshly made as ever.
Thanks to Angela and his crew, the school gave him a private park, and he has been using it alone since yesterday.
He climbed out of the car stylishly, his perfume raping the air. After walking for two minutes, he arrived at the students building.
There’s no lectures today, just games.
Football, ice skating, swimming, dancing, golfing and whatnot.
Arriving at the students building—quadrangle, the first person he saw was Cove.
Cove is just arriving too, but he doesn’t look like he’s here for games cos he’s heading to a lecture hall.
“Wizard!” Dorian hollered, quickening his steps.
His guards followed his pace. Dorian is an handful.
“We went to the Plaza together and you’re still as cold as this to me? Ruuude!” Dorian said.
Just before he’d get to Cove, Remo appeared, smiling sickly.
He’s with Frank and Max who leaned on pillars to watch what’s about to go down.
“Told ya, I’d come for you.” Remo grinned at Dorian’s face.
Dorian stepped back.
His guards arrived, caging him and keeping him away from Remo, but Remo already made preparations too. His own guards entered.
He’s a Minister’s son anyways.
He was just about to pronounce mayhem when Stacy and her girls entered the quadrangle.
“Oh good!” Remo laughed louder, pointing. “Albert Montana’s daughter? Up your arse! I want her naked! Tear her handkerchief of a skirt! I want her nude! Face her first!”
“That fool!” Stacy breathed, backing up.
“Knew this idiot would pull a stunt like this,” Kehlani muttered.
“What to do?” Tasha muttered.
“Run!” The twins snapped.
“But my br+sts are too heavy to—”
Zendaya was still complaining when the girls broke into a run across the quadrangle, so she had to follow.
Remo’s notorious guards followed them, but before they could get to the quadrangle exit door where the girls went through, someone shut the door soundly.
It’s Cove. The books he was holding are on the quadrangle floor now.
Dorian smiled in the middle of his guards, and the guards didn’t even know when he jumped out from their middle. He went on top of a table, and from there, he jumped beside Cove who looks like a hellion by that exit door.
By now, the girls have stopped outside, and they’re peeping inside the quadrangle from the window with other students.
“Asses!” Remo spat, moving forward.
His run was fast, but his destruction was faster, cos the moment he arrived at the guys…
Dorian’s blow made his flesh shake, and Cove’s blow knocked air out of his lungs.
TBC.
