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&VOIR, PRIME OF HATRED, chapter #01
Kaven, slouched against the wall, slackening his hands. He clutched the roses gingerly and checked his watch. she was 20minutes late, but he waited obediently, with no hint of impatience.
"Gah, baby, im so sorry am late, like as usual, but you will forgive me, won't you? " Voir wrapped her slender arms around him, cajoling him playfully, claiming the roses.
"See you later, Voir. " the bodyguard managed a nod in Kaven's direction before shuffling off. Kaven's stare at his receding back view became increasingly intense. Voir shrugged his jealousy off with a kiss. his face softened, but his puppy brown eyes turned sad upon hearing the bell. " bye beautiful. i love you. " he whispered, planting a kiss on her forehead before sauntering off to history class.
Voir turned to her right, studying the map carefully. it showed complicated twists and a medley of classrooms in a sickening neon green. Voir squinted. Directions were so not her thing. She fumbled as her cellphone vibrated.
"Unknown caller. "-
"Hey, in case you get lost which i believe you will, turn to your left, walk past J.High 2 & 3, past the toilets and you'll get your class. "
"Uh thanks, who is this?"
"I'm god. you are late already, hurry.! "
A thousand pairs of eyes were transfixed upon her as Voir strolled into her biology class. The teacher, a pot-bellied woman with caking make-up glared intently at her. Voir flashed a smile and bagged the empty desk with her name tag on it. She scanned the room observantly & pulled out her pencil case when she saw no one of interest.
" Very polite indeed, Miss Valerie. I am Mrs Carstairs, and please remember to be punctual next time. " the teacher droned on in her monotone-like voice, but Voir was oblivious as she pulled out her ASUS R1 laptop and started playing dota.
The bell went off, signalling a break before the next class commences. Voir peeked at a bunch of boys yakking away and looking at a girl who apparently, wore a skirt way too short. She was pretty, with soft peroxide blonde hair and foxy eyes.
Walking up to the bunch of lecherous guys, Voir slammed her laptop at their faces. " There you go guys, if this is not enough, i have 70gigabytes of any type of porn you want in my hard disk drive. So next time, before you run out of porn and need to desperately look up the skirts of unwary girls, please tell me, i have more porn at home, and i recommend HENTAI :D " Voir tapped her laptop earnestly.
The girl looked up, alarmed, clasping her legs together when she realised what happened. Voir looked into her eyes, then at the name tag. " ANNA WALKER, ", Voir muttered. " A slut- look alike, such foxy eyes. We will be friends, for sure. " The bunch of boys stared at her, mortified and remotely embarrassed as the rest of the class sniggered.
"Thank you, Voir Valerie. ". Anna's voice was slow and utterly sexy. "Welcome, you. " Voir replied. And that formed a mutual bond of friendship.
Voir looked around to the tap on her shoulder. Removing her earphones, she saw the body guard. He pulled up a chair, and sat beside her. Murmurs rose among her female classmates.
"Checking on you, lady. Lunchbox empty, or not? And how's the class. " he asked, with a tinge of flirting, vague but still with intention. He pretended to overhear the gossip, knowing very well, that he was the eye candy.
Voir rolled her eyes. " Seriously, why are the girls in my class such desperate dickheads? o; And if i ate that bullshit in the lunchbox, you'd probably have to skip class and send me to the hospital. "
He chuckled, giving her the gaze that seemed to strip her bare. The game of hard-to-get, the sheer subtlety made Voir more impelled to let her lust get better of her. " Think of Kaven, you horny bitch! " she thought to herself.
He winked as he got up to talk to another guy. Then, a mousey girl came from nowhere and started squealing beside Voir.
" OMFG, you know Conner? OMFG, he is just so cute. Oh and im JOAN ALLENS, hello :D welcome to j1c. " Joan squealed excitedly, curious and nosey.
"Uh, yeah, kind of. Why? " Voir replied coolly, absentmindedly toying with her Cartier watch, wondering if the mousey girl had some sort of { CONNER fan club } or something.
"He is like so damn hawt! Are you his girlfriend? "
"No. ( I wish. ) Why? You know him?"
"Who doesn't know him, please. He is like, president of the dance society O: how could you talk to him and not know that ?! " Joan shrieked.
"He is a year older than us, huh? "
" Do you like, know him even? Check out my website.! $%#%! "
(uh. really a fan club. what were these girls thinking? But yes, Conner is awfully handsome.) Voir thought aloud, oblivious to Joan's continued yakkings.
Conner shot a raised eyebrow at the girl from a distance away, leaving Joan squealing and blushing. -Ooh, very typical. She seemed happy, rather, that he overheard her lovesickness. Stepping forward and ignoring her, Conner gave a steady look on his face, signalled a goodbye and headed for the door.
Not long after his departure, a senior came in, looking as though he ran 5000miles without stopping. He scanned the classroom, spotted Voir, and presented a bouquet of flowers wrapped in lilac matte paper.
"Schizo wishes for you to accept this, as a welcome gift. " he said, breathlessly.
"Huh, who's that. " Voir answered, with no surprise.
"Co president of Dance Society, from S2g. "
Joan cut in and piped " Oh Schizo, he is hawt too, but he got a haircut recently which sucked pretty bad, and he is a well known playboy, although he has a girlfriend whos boobs are bigger than her brains, Rebecca Tylers. "
The guy holding the flowers stared amusingly at her. Voir took the flowers, offered a sweet thanks and immediately thrusted them into Joan's hands, saying " Thanks for the info, dear. " Joan looked as though she just received a 5643carat diamond ring.
A ringtone went off, as Voir rummaged around her very expensive limited edition Prada bag for her Vertu phone. It was Kaven. Voir's heart gave a guilty lurch. " from KAV at 11.15 - { hello baby, care for lunch? } -end of message- "
A brunette bustled into class, wearing a dangerously low cut blouse. "Jesus, the horny guys must be ecstatic. " Voir wondered with disgust.
"HELLO EVERYONE :D i am Ms Olsen. I am your literature teacher, nice to meet all of you. Now, can i have the class in pairs, please? " Olsen said aloud.
Voir looked over at Anna, who looked at her, nodding in her direction. She got up and strutted over, her stilettos clacking sexily.
"Nice heels. " Voir commented, pulling out papers from her L.V pouch.
"Why, thank you. Looks like your MARNI platform boots ain't too bad either. " Anna forked out a perfect reply.
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