Capítulo 3: Three
The following Monday at school approached sooner than I thought. I went to school that Monday, having no particular plan in motion. Was I going to ignore Dyani? Was I going to beat the living hell out of Brody? I hate to admit I don't only have a reputation for being a football star, I have a reputation for fighting. I have a temper. What can I say?
I see Dyani already by my locker. She was talking to some other guy, twirling her hair around her finger. She giggles at his stupid joke. We have already had many arguments about her flirting with everyone. To her flirting is this flirting. I watch as this other guy eyes me and leaves.
She already looks guilty, and I know she knows I am pissed.
I don't even acknowledge her, and quickly crack the code to my locker and I grab my first book. This girl, I swear. The sex was unbelievable, and it was probably no secret to anyone that Dyani was more experienced than myself.
"Chetan."
She calls my name as I turn to leave. I know she was upset too, I can hear it in her voice. I turn to face her.
Then she wraps her arms around me, snuggling her head in my chest, and I am having trouble still being angry with her. I don't even want to mention the petty incident or this guy, I want to know who gave her the substances and alcohol.
"Who brought the drugs Dyani?"
She looks up at me with those beautiful eyes. I place a kiss on her nose. The smiles she gives me, I swear, she'll get away with anything.
"Brody." I feel my cheeks turning red.
"What was it?"
"I don't know, weed, I don't know what pills." She held me tighter.
"Dyani, this better never happen again."
She nods.
"Who took you home?"
"Zare, she doesn't drink nor smoke."
I nod.
My eyes see Brody treading his walk down the hallway, he really thinks he's something . I drop my hold on Dyani. She seems shocked, but she still managed to yell out my name as I walk towards Brody.
I shoved him forcefully into his locker. All the students in the hallway stop and stare. He looks at me with wide eyes.
"Chetan, look man, I am sorry I didn't think she would." I don't even give him time to finish his excuse. I bring my fist to his face, punching it forcefully. He fell back, grabbing his bloody lip.
"Don't you ever give my girlfriend drugs again, next time you won't be so lucky to walk out of here," I hiss before grabbing Dyani's hand and walking her to class.
Present time.
I watch Zare until she took her seat. Then another boring lesson takes place. I hear my phone vibrate. Looking down, I see a text from Dev.
You coming to the show tonight bro- Dev
IDK I really need to spend time with the girl. I text back.
I get it- Dev
"Anything you would like to share with the class Chetan?" Professor Knox asks.
"No, I am sorry." I robbed the back of my neck.
"Don't let it happen again, Chetan."
I nod.
Any other student would be sent to the principal's office, and deep down inside I know that's not fair. Even for punching Brody in the face, I only got one lunch detention when another student would have been severely punished and probably expelled.
My dad just called it benefits, but I called it unprofessional and poor treatment of students.
Finally, the class ended, I felt like forever. I smile when I see Dyani gathering up her books. I move from my desk,and the dropping of books draws my attention elsewhere.
I see another guy, I'm not too sure of his name. Knocking Kiara's books down intentionally from her desk. I have never been one for bullying, no matter how popular I am or how cool I wanted to be.
She looks upset, but climbs out of her desk to pick them up.
"Kiara, don't pick those up." I move over towards her, grabbing this dude by the arm.
He looks at me stunned. Now I recognize him as a jock on the school baseball team.
"Pick up her book, I forcefully way through him towards the ground.
"Dude, what the hell?" He barks at me.
"Pick up her book." I hiss.
He did what I was said, putting them gently on her desk.
I glare at him before he dashes out of the classroom.
Kiara smiles at me, and I place my hand on her chain.
"You don't let them be mean to you, you hear me?"
She nods. "I guess that's the favor you owe me."
I smile.
"Chetan, I will overlook your little act of violence, because I know it was out of a place of kindness," Professor Knox tells me.
Once outside the hallway, once again I feel eyes upon me. I watch Kiara at her locker, she is seriously so beautiful, how can nobody else see it?
I feel Dyani hand squeeze my hand bringing me back to reality. Kiara isn't mine.
"What was that about?"
I look at her face, seeing that she's annoyed. "You think you would be proud if your boyfriend sticks up for defenseless girls?"
She rolls her eyes. "Kiara is a loser."
I laugh. "You may think she's a loser, but we both know she's 10x times smarter than both of us."
I watch Dyani place her hand on her hip. "As if."
"Whatever." I roll my eyes.
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