Teacher: "Where's your book?!"
Me: "At home."
Teacher: "And what it's doing there?"
Me: "Having more fun than me."
Giara's POV.
"Just remember our deal. If you break it, you'll face the consequences." I said to him. I am sure he's going to explode when he finds out that I'm joining his school. That's why I made that deal to keep his mouth shut. It's easier to handle him when you have something against him.
"What do you mean by consequences?" He questioned.
"That's for me to know and you to find out if you step out of our deal." I said smriking at him.
"You know you're hired to protect me, not to threaten me." He said glaring.
"Threaten is not a exact word. I would say taking measures to handle a brat like you." I replied returning him with my glare, I walked ahead saving myself from his whining.
"I'm not a brat. You ar--"
"Think before opening that gutter of yours." That made him shut up.
"Good you are here." Mr. Olsen said as we entered in the living room.
"Good morning Mr. Olsen, Mrs. Olsen." I nodded at them.
"Good morning mom, dad." He greeted.
"Good morning. And how many times do I have to tell that you don't need to address me as Mrs. Olsen, Giara." Mrs. Olsen said sternly.
"I am sorry ma'am but I don't think it's appropriate."
"There's nothing inappropriate in that."
"Dad you wanted to see me?" Mr. Bratty interrupted our talking.
"JAY! That's very rude. You don't cut off people who are conversing." Mrs. Olsen scolded.
"What? I don't have time to listen to your petty talks. Plus I'm getting late." He shrugged.
"Yes. I wanted to tell you something before you leave for school." Mr. Olden interrupted before mother and son start fighting.
"What is it?"
"Giara will be joining your school." That made the hell broke loose.
"WHAT?!? YOU CAN'T DO THAT. SCHOOL IS THE ONLY NORMAL THING IN MY LIFE. I DON'T NEED THIS STUPID CHICK FOLLOWING ME THERE!!"
"You are not arguing. The decision is final." Mr. Olsen said with finality in his voice.
"But dad---"
"Remember our deal brat." I whispered to him making him abruptly stop talking.
"Okay." He hissed at his dad.
"No arguing Jay. You're goi-- Wait. What? Did you just said okay?"
"Yes dad."
"Wow. That was way easier than I thought." Mr. Olsen muttered more to himself.
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His Bodyguard | COMPLETE
Action"They are undercover and are here for your protection." "What? Are you crazy? I don't need protection. And these two bulls undercover?" I said pointing towards the bulky men. "There's nothing undercover with them following me around." "Oh no you got...
