Billionaire's Childhood Love

XXXVI. American Spaghetti-o

Hailey's POV:

Crystal took off her earrings. A girl walks up, and she slams her jewelry in the girl's hand. Crystal pulls up her sleeves.

Ricardo snapped his neck and spat the blood from his mouth. "Don't you fucking bring my mamma into this." My eyes widened when his hands curled into fists.

He grabbed Crystal by the collar and pulled her upward, but before he could get any hits, she twisted her body and slammed him against the lockers. It wasn't long before Ricardo got out of her hold due to his large structure.

But, Crystal, with her small body, was much faster.

She faked a high kick only to knee him where the sun doesn't shine.

Crystal is not afraid to play dirty.

When Ricardo was down, she jumped him.

"What's going on here?" a voice bombed.

I turn to my side to see a teacher, Mr.Timberland.

Everyone scattered, and slowly, but surely, I withdrew too. I understand it's a cowardly action to take, but I can't get into any more trouble.

I look up to see myself with a bunch of strangers. "Do we know you?" one of the guys asked.

I smiled, "I'm Hailey. I think we got the same...history class together?"

He tilts his head to one side before glancing at his friend, who shrugged.

"Aren't you Hailey Vaughn?" one of the girls exposed me.

I played stupid. "I am not the person you are thinking of."

"Hay Bug. What are you doing?" Rats. I know that voice anywhere.

I turn around to see Josh standing behind me with his own crew. It feels like everyone has a group except me. Josh handed the soccer ball to the guy beside him. "I'll meet you all later," he said, and they dispatched.

Josh smiled at the small group of people around us. "Mind if I borrow her?" They stared at him and nodded slowly.

He grasped my hand and began walking me towards my class, "Why are you with them?"

The tingling sensation, whenever Josh touches me continues to rise. "Earlier...Crystal and Ricardo were bickering - fighting, and Mr.Timberland came. So, I went into hiding," I explained.

Josh paused and sighed before resuming his walk, "That girl. When will she stop fighting," says the guy who was fighting with Ricardo not too long ago.

Once we reached my classroom, Josh pinched my cheeks. "You did well. Make sure to always go into hiding whenever something happened and-"

"And call you," I smiled.

"You wore-"

"Yes, I wore both alarms today." I pull out the anti-rape alarm and whistle.

"What about-"

"Yes, I also carried pepper spray," I said, pulling out my key chains, revealing a bottle of pink pepper spray. If they allowed tasers at school, Josh would force me to carry that one too.

When I was younger, Josh's bodyguards caught an unknown man stalking me. After that, Josh and my dad had always been overly cautious about my safety. Nothing happened, but for them, something could've happened.

He pats my head before heading towards his prospective classroom. Josh turned around, "Oh, I forgot to ask you something."

"Yeah?"