Temptations (COMPLETED BUT IN EDITING)

Chapter 33 ✔

«Temptation»

«La tentation.»

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The first day back in class was exhausting. Half of my schedule changed. I didn't have any more courses with Thea, which was a fucking relief. I didn't know how that happened, and it wasn't like I would never use my salutatorian status privilege to see her again.

During lunch, the hall was agitated and cluttered. New students were admitted, classes were dropped or exchanged, and confusion and nervousness were the most chaotic phenomena.I joined Xavier and Agea's table. They were discussing the latest Billboard chart. I watched them scream at each other while eating my fruits. I didn't have a music genre. My life has been too fulfilled for me to enjoy simple life amusement.

The argument stopped when Kelly and Thea reached our table. I put down my spoon and crossed my legs and arms.

"You're so desperate to replace us; you're sitting at the same table with your enemy." Kelly addressed Agea, quacking horribly.

"Yeah, better than you snakes." Agea stood up to face her.

"Snake? You ruined our friendship because you were weak and a crybaby."

"We will see who's going to cry when I punch your punk ass."

"You're bluffing. You fell off. We're the new sensation. Your era is over." Thea laughed devilishly.

Agea squared up to hit her, but Xavier grabbed her arms to calm her down. The hall already went silent and watching. I searched the room for Julian so he can put a muzzle on his bitch mouth. He was nowhere to be found, and things were getting out of control.

"Walk away, Kelly, it's the first day. We don't want to put up with your shit." Xavier joined Agea's side.

"Shut the fuck up. No one is talking to you."

"Who the fuck you're talking to like that?" Xavier snapped.

The thumping of my purse hitting the floor brought my attention to Kelly, who had just purposely knocked it. I closed my eyes and inhaled. Not my damn Birkin; these purses cost me a fortune.

"Pick it up." My turn to stand up.

"Or what? Last time, you were lucky I didn't beat you. You can't even fight me, bitch. You think you are all that because you have daddy's money. You just stood there because you were scared, hoe." She spat to my face.

"I was waiting for you to lay your hand on me so I could sue you and your fucking kind." I closed the gap between us. "This is the last time you will stand before me and disrespect me. I'm not scared of you. I'm civilized. Something you will never be in your life. You're lucky you found me on my good side because, on God and every damn Saint, I will make you eat the fucking concrete. Now pick my damn Birkin off the floor before your parents receive a call tonight."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Try me, bitch." I stood up my ground. She realized I was serious, and the malicious look morphed into confusion. As she was bending over, Thea slid between us and pushed me away. My hand flew to her face. The sound of me hitting her face provoked a gasp around the hall.

"You slapped me?" She unbelievably held her right cheek.

"Pick my purse off the ground," I ordered in a firm tone.