Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ A Summer of Corruption ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: destiny dreamer 
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.15.2010 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.1K | Visits: 184 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 09.15.2010 | Pages: 3 | Words: 4.1K | Visits: 184 | Status: Completed
The rest of the class period was rather mundane. However, all Rain could focus on was the psycho girl. After class was over, he grabbed his books and followed after her. "Um...wait! Fiona?"
Fiona took her headphones off her head. Classical music blared for a bit before she turned it off. "What?"
His eyes met hers as he did his best to seem...what was the word he was looking for? Cold? Strong? Mean? All of the above. "Yesterday you said I had something you wanted. I was curious what that was."
She smirked. "Sorry. I don't just offer information. You have to work for it." She put her headphone back on and turned the player on before walking again.
He began to follow after her, struggling to keep his books together and keep up with her fast pace. "What would I have to do?"
She turned to him. Taking his books she set them down. She untucked his shirt, loosened his tie, and undid the first few buttons of his shirt. She reached in her bag and pulled out some hair gel. Putting some in his neatly combed hair, she messed it up and added some body to it. Stepping back she looked him over. She then grabbed his books and walked to her locker. She shoved them in there then wrote down a combination and handed it to him.
"This is a start."
He didn't have to look at himself to know he looked like a mess. "This...is against school dress code," he said softly, his hands reaching up to touch his hair in shock. His eyes scanned the few kids walking past him. None of them seemed...offended by his attire and none of the teachers even gave him a second glance. He wasn't...technically breaking the rules. He was wearing the school uniform, it was just in disarray.
"If you want to survive, weather man, you have to break some rules."
Survive? "I guess that makes some sense."
She shifted. "I really wish you didn't walk in on us and I didn't have to take care of your wimpy ass. I'm flustered now." She walked down the hall and scanned faces.
"Flustered? Flustered about what?"
She smirked. "Think you can come to my house after school? Want me to ask your mommy?"
"Umm, I...I guess I could come over if...." He looked around and pushed his hands into his pockets. If his mother said it was okay.
"Cool. Need me to talk to your mom? Parents love me."
He highly doubted that. "Um...no. I can call her from the office and ask her."
"Alright. Suit yourself." She smirked again and placed her hand on his cheek. Slowly she ran her thumb over it. "Hmmm..." She dropped her hand and walked away.
His cheeks turned bright red and swallowed hard, quickly going in the opposite direction to reach the office. Grabbing the phone for students, he called his mom. "Hi mom, it's me."
"Hi sweetie. Everything okay? You need anything? What's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong," he told her. "It's just that I want to go to over to a...friend's house."
"Oh!? You have a friend? That's wonderful sweetie! What's his name?"
"It's...um...a girl."
"No! You are not going over to a girl's house! No way young man!"
He sighed and nodded though she couldn't see it. "Yes ma'am."
At the end of school, Fiona waited by her limo. She watched Rain walk over to his car. Throwing her bag in her limo, she walked over to the car as well. She looked at his mother. "Hello!" she smiled sweetly. "I'm Fiona."
"Hello, Fiona," his mother said with a smile. "You must be the friend my son was talking about. So sorry that he can't come over and play today."
"Me too..." she said sadly. "My parents had gotten the living room all set up for games and Disney movies. I'm not allowed to watch anything not G rated and I'm not allowed to have boys in my room so we would have to stay in the living room where my parents could watch us. But it's ok he can't come over. Maybe next time." She smiled again. "I just wanted to make an effort and say hello so you can have a face to put with a name. It was such a pleasure to meet you and Rain is so sweet to me." She looked at Rain. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow ok?"
Rain's jaw dropped. What!?
"Oh...really?" His mother said. You could almost see the gears in her head turning. "Well, I guess that since it will be so supervised it might be alright for him to go visit you. Just give me an address so I can pick him up for dinner.
"Of course! Thank you so much!" She wrote down the address and handed it to her.
"You're quite welcome. Rain, have fun and call me," she said with stern eyes.
"Uh...yes ma'am?"
Fiona flashed another smile then led him to her limo. She crawled in the let him in.
"You...watch Disney movies?" he asked as he got into her limo. His hands ran over the leather in the seats. It had been quite a lot of time since he'd ridden in one of these.
"As if. I told you, I'm good with parents."
"I noticed. My mom is completely enamored with you."
She smirked. "I'm good at lies." She was silent until they pulled up to her house. Her door was opened and she pulled him out of the limo. Walking inside she threw her bag down. Going to the kitchen she was met with a spread of different snack foods on the bar. "I didn't know what you would like."
"Wow.... You had all this prepared...for me?" He looked over at the spread, smiling as he grabbed a cracker with some paste on it.
"I don't have people over often. You're a special case. Help yourself to what you want. We can take it up to my room."
Her room.... Right. Getting a plate full of items, he turned to her. "Where are your parents?" He figured the Disney stuff was a lie, but what about the rest of it?
"I haven't seen my parents since we did a video chat on Christmas. I'm guessing they are in Paris or something. I don't know," she said and shrugged. Grabbing some food she ushered him to follow her upstairs.
"Your parents just leave you here? Alone? Then who made the food?" Who took care of her? He followed in behind her, looking at the walls for any pictures of her parents but he didn't see any.
"If I need something, I call the help. They come and go when I need them. No one takes care of me. I use to have a nanny but when I turned ten, I fired her because she kept trying to get me to express my emotions. Whatever that means. It creeped me out." She pushed open the master bedroom and let him in.
"I see. It must be really lonely then." Going into her room, he noticed that it was pretty much what he had expected. It was a girl's room, if said girl enjoyed torture, bloodshed, and burning things down.
"You'll find that I'm not the only one with absent parents. The school we go to is the school we call 'the left behinds.' Our parents dump us there then go traveling. I'm the only one that I know that actually has an empty house though. Not that it matters. I'm use to this life." She sat on her bed and patted the spot next to her.
"That part wasn't exactly put into the brochure that I read," he sighed. Looking at her bed and then at her, he hesitated before sitting down beside her.
"It's not like they are actually going to say it. We are a vacation school. Our parents dump us here and go on vacation. Some come back...others...don't." She set her plate on the table then did the same to him. "So...want to know how I'm flustered?"
He hadn't realized that. No wonder most of the kids were so...angry. If his parents dumped him someplace he was likely to get angry as well, though he didn't think he could take it out on other people. When she set his tray down, he looked back to her. "Um...sure."
"Have you ever touched a girl before, weather man? I mean...really touched. Intimately."
His face turned blood red. "T-that's really...none of y-your business."
She nodded. Innocent. Just as she thought. "Well you are going to." She grabbed his hand and pulled him more on the bed with him. Setting up some pillows against her back she moved him next to her. "Don't worry. I'm not going to rape you. I don't believe in that crap," she said when she saw the scared look on his face. "I wouldn't force you to do something you didn't want to do."
His eyes were wide as he stared down at her. He swallowed hard, his eyes slowly examining her body. "People...people aren't suppose to do anything unless they're married."
"I don't believe in marriage," she whispered. She moved to him and pressed her lips softly to his, being gentle and sweet.
Rain felt a tingling sensation course through his body. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head as she kissed him. She...kissed...him!? She was kissing him. He was kissing a girl! His cheeks burned brightly as he closed his eyes to move into the pleasure of the kiss. She moved her hand to his face, lightly messaging his lips with hers. She put soft extra care into his very first kiss. She wanted him to remember it, to think of her when he thought of his first kiss. Slowly she pulled back. His face was flushed as he stared down at her. Pleasure, excitement, and confusion mixed in his face as he tried to figure out what was going on.
"You sure you want to save that for marriage?"
He looked away from her, shifting as he sat back. "Y-yes."
"Alright," she said. She handed him back his plate.
He suddenly wasn't hungry anymore. All he could think about was that kiss. His lips still tingled. Closing his eyes, he shifted, his pants uncomfortable as he tried to figure out what they were suppose to do next.
She let him eat and she turned on a movie. By the time it was over, she was walking him downstairs. She handed him his bag and a lollipop. "Put this in your mouth." She put one in hers as well and they walked to the gate of her driveway. It wasn't long before his mother drove up to it. "Hi! Mom gave us some candy! I hope you don't mind!"
"Oh that's quite alright dear. Did you have fun, Rain?"
Rain looked back at Fiona and nodded. "Yes ma'am," he said slowly.
"Thank you for letting him come over, Fiona. It's usually so hard for him to make friends."
Honestly Rain wished his mother would just drive. He wanted to get out of here. He wanted to get home, go to his room, and bury his nose in a book. Anything to escape...her.
"I'll see you at school Rain," she said and smiled with a wave before running inside.
Once they were driving away from her empty mansion, he let out a sigh of relief and tossed the sucker out the window."I wasn't going to say this around your little friend, but what on earth happened to your clothes?" his mother asked as she surveyed his attire and his hair."Nothing mom," he assured her as he closed his eyes and tried to relax.
Fiona sat on the steps of the school like always in the morning. Her music played in her ears while she stared at the sun, letting it bathe her face.
Rain arrived slightly later than usual. He had his mom drop him off, and then he proceeded to dismantle his clothes like she had the day before. Since he lacked hair gel, he simply had to mess his hair up with his fingers. Going up to the school, he looked at Fiona sitting there. He wanted to stop, to talk to her, to ask her about yesterday, but honestly what could he say? He enjoyed the kiss. Too much. Far too much. What was he to her? "What am I to you?" he asked as he stared down at her.
Fiona opened her eyes and looked at him. She pulled her headphones from her ears. Just like the day before, classical music filled the air before she turned it off. "Nothing," she said bluntly. "Exactly what I am to you. Just nothing."
Nothing. "Okay then. Nothing it is," he said as he started walking to his classroom. She put her headphones back in her ears and started playing the music again. Halfway to his classroom, he turned back around and walked back to her. "But you don't just...I mean...you don't kiss nothing!"
She sighed. Standing she pulled her headphones from her ears and put them in his. "Listen to some Tomaso Albinoni. It will relax you."
He stopped and pouted as the music drifted into his ears. He didn't need relaxing. He needed an answer. Crossing his arms over his chest, he gave her his best nasty look possible. She smirked and handed him her iPod so he could listen some more. Waving to him, she walked to class. She smiled to herself. They always came back wanting answers. They always came back. As much as he hated to admit it, the music did in fact calm him down. It was nice music, and he was honestly surprised that someone like her would even consider listening to something like this. With a sigh, he went to her locker to get his things so he could go to class. Fiona was handed her test for the end of the week. Taking her pen she marked all her answers and was the first to turn her work in. She stood at the desk of the teacher and waited for him to grade it. After he was done, he smiled and handed it back to her. Perfect score. Going back to her desk she sat down.
Rain was sitting, mulling over his test. He answered each question with diligence, but he was surprised to see that a lot of the students were already finished. He quickly jotted down the rest of the answers and handed his test in to the teacher just as the bell rang for the end of class. Fiona walked out of the class and threw her test away. Reaching for her iPod she realized she no longer had it. Sighing, she started to break.
"How did you do it?" Rain stood before her, holding out her ipod to her, his eyes full of question. "How did you ignore everything the teacher said and still score a perfect test?"
"I'm good at that stuff. It just comes natural to me. That...and I don't look it, but I read more than most anyone in this school. And not just regular book. I read about history and technology. When you have an empty home and nothing to talk to but walls, you learn quick on how to fill your day," she said and took her iPod.
"Oh..." That made sense, he guessed. She put her headphones in and sighed contently when she turned on the music. "I think that I-" He stopped when he saw two men in black suits walk through the courtyard of the school. Biting his lip, he left her to go talk with them. Fiona watched as she leaned asked the wall of the school.
The men were talking quickly to him, and all he really did was nod. When they said something else, he took a step back from them, obviously alarmed with the news he had just received. Grabbing him by the biceps, they began to walk him to their car. Fiona sighed. This happened too much in her school. Walking back inside, she continued on.
"Yo, Fiona," Clay said with a smirk. "Guess who I just got off the phone with."
She looked at him. "One of your whores?"
"No. One of yours. You remember James don't you? The one that left you so upset?" He was grinning now.
She paused. Her player stopped and she pulled her headphones from her ears. "He didn't make me upset. He pissed me off. There is a large difference. He coming back?"
"Oh please. He actually made you cry," he laughed. "But yeah, he'll be back later this week."
She grabbed his balls hard. "Say that again, and I'll kill you," she said coldly.
He gasped and whimpered. "C'moin Fi- I'm just saying. You were pretty upset when he left."
She squeezed harder and pushed him to the ground. "You know very little about my life. So stop saying," she snapped and walked off.
He fell to the ground, clutching his family jewels while cussing her out. She ignored him as she started playing her music again.
The next day Rain didn't return to school, but no one noticed his absence as another figure walked down the halls. Pushing a kid to the side, the figure smirked as he stretched out in the hallway. "I've missed this school. Watch out bitches, James is back!" Fiona groaned. His voice was loud. Turning her music up she continued to class. Hands grabbed her from behind and turned her around. "Yo."
Instantly, she punched him in the face and when he hit the ground, she kicked him. "Hi."
When she kicked him, he grabbed her foot and pulled it down so that she landed on top of him. "Miss me?"
"Hate you. Miss is such a stupid word. It's like a lie. Useful for getting what you want but nothing else." She took her headphones from her ears and pushed his hair from his face. "Fuck anything nice lately?"
"Not really. That's why I came back here to see you," he smirked.
She laughed and patted his chest. Leaning down, she whispered in his ear. "Not a chance." Standing she moved from him and walked to class.
"Hey whoa!" He said as he flipped to his feet. "Don't tell me you have a new pet!"
"I'm done with you, James," she said waving him off.
"Oh come on, Fi. Don't tell me you're still mad about me dumping you," he said as he got up.
"I don't date. You can't dump me when we never dated. Don't label me as your girlfriend."
"That's funny. Way I remember it, you were the one who called me your boyfriend," he said with narrowed eyes, a coy smirk on his lips as memories of them together began to flood through his mind.
She turned to him. "Oh my god...you fucking mixed me up with one of your whores!" she screamed. Her voice echoed in the halls. She threw her bag down. "You bastard! You know I don't believe in boyfriends so I don't put labels on any guy I fuck and yet you say I did! What's her name?!? Who do you have me fucking mixed up with, you ass hole! And how they hell could you mix ME up with anyone!?"
"Simple," he whispered in her ear. "Just like all my whores, you're replaceable." He could almost see her blood boil as he walked past her. "Isn't that what you said to me so long ago? Cya, Fi. Glad to see you haven't changed."
She fisted her hands but suddenly stopped. She was better than that. Picking up her bag, she turned up her music again only to be grabbed by the arm. She turned. A teacher looked at her. "You're mother is here. She wants you to meet her outside."
Fiona paled. If there was one thing she was afraid of...it was her mother. Turning down her music she put the player away then fixed her skirt, shirt, and tie. Making sure her hair looked nice she went outside. People went to the windows, pressing their faces to them. This was one of the only times they ever got to see Fiona look beaten.
Fiona's mother was in one word beautiful. She looked exactly like Fiona only older. Her long hair was neatly done and her body flawless under her designer dress. She glared at Fiona and held out some papers. The students watched as Fiona tried to explain but was slapped across the face. Fiona took it and didn't say anything after she was told to shut up. Slowly she looked at her mother as the beautiful woman grabbed her arm, digging her nails into her and throwing her in the car. Running her hands over her dress, she slipped in as well and the limo drove off.
Fiona took her headphones off her head. Classical music blared for a bit before she turned it off. "What?"
His eyes met hers as he did his best to seem...what was the word he was looking for? Cold? Strong? Mean? All of the above. "Yesterday you said I had something you wanted. I was curious what that was."
She smirked. "Sorry. I don't just offer information. You have to work for it." She put her headphone back on and turned the player on before walking again.
He began to follow after her, struggling to keep his books together and keep up with her fast pace. "What would I have to do?"
She turned to him. Taking his books she set them down. She untucked his shirt, loosened his tie, and undid the first few buttons of his shirt. She reached in her bag and pulled out some hair gel. Putting some in his neatly combed hair, she messed it up and added some body to it. Stepping back she looked him over. She then grabbed his books and walked to her locker. She shoved them in there then wrote down a combination and handed it to him.
"This is a start."
He didn't have to look at himself to know he looked like a mess. "This...is against school dress code," he said softly, his hands reaching up to touch his hair in shock. His eyes scanned the few kids walking past him. None of them seemed...offended by his attire and none of the teachers even gave him a second glance. He wasn't...technically breaking the rules. He was wearing the school uniform, it was just in disarray.
"If you want to survive, weather man, you have to break some rules."
Survive? "I guess that makes some sense."
She shifted. "I really wish you didn't walk in on us and I didn't have to take care of your wimpy ass. I'm flustered now." She walked down the hall and scanned faces.
"Flustered? Flustered about what?"
She smirked. "Think you can come to my house after school? Want me to ask your mommy?"
"Umm, I...I guess I could come over if...." He looked around and pushed his hands into his pockets. If his mother said it was okay.
"Cool. Need me to talk to your mom? Parents love me."
He highly doubted that. "Um...no. I can call her from the office and ask her."
"Alright. Suit yourself." She smirked again and placed her hand on his cheek. Slowly she ran her thumb over it. "Hmmm..." She dropped her hand and walked away.
His cheeks turned bright red and swallowed hard, quickly going in the opposite direction to reach the office. Grabbing the phone for students, he called his mom. "Hi mom, it's me."
"Hi sweetie. Everything okay? You need anything? What's wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong," he told her. "It's just that I want to go to over to a...friend's house."
"Oh!? You have a friend? That's wonderful sweetie! What's his name?"
"It's...um...a girl."
"No! You are not going over to a girl's house! No way young man!"
He sighed and nodded though she couldn't see it. "Yes ma'am."
At the end of school, Fiona waited by her limo. She watched Rain walk over to his car. Throwing her bag in her limo, she walked over to the car as well. She looked at his mother. "Hello!" she smiled sweetly. "I'm Fiona."
"Hello, Fiona," his mother said with a smile. "You must be the friend my son was talking about. So sorry that he can't come over and play today."
"Me too..." she said sadly. "My parents had gotten the living room all set up for games and Disney movies. I'm not allowed to watch anything not G rated and I'm not allowed to have boys in my room so we would have to stay in the living room where my parents could watch us. But it's ok he can't come over. Maybe next time." She smiled again. "I just wanted to make an effort and say hello so you can have a face to put with a name. It was such a pleasure to meet you and Rain is so sweet to me." She looked at Rain. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow ok?"
Rain's jaw dropped. What!?
"Oh...really?" His mother said. You could almost see the gears in her head turning. "Well, I guess that since it will be so supervised it might be alright for him to go visit you. Just give me an address so I can pick him up for dinner.
"Of course! Thank you so much!" She wrote down the address and handed it to her.
"You're quite welcome. Rain, have fun and call me," she said with stern eyes.
"Uh...yes ma'am?"
Fiona flashed another smile then led him to her limo. She crawled in the let him in.
"You...watch Disney movies?" he asked as he got into her limo. His hands ran over the leather in the seats. It had been quite a lot of time since he'd ridden in one of these.
"As if. I told you, I'm good with parents."
"I noticed. My mom is completely enamored with you."
She smirked. "I'm good at lies." She was silent until they pulled up to her house. Her door was opened and she pulled him out of the limo. Walking inside she threw her bag down. Going to the kitchen she was met with a spread of different snack foods on the bar. "I didn't know what you would like."
"Wow.... You had all this prepared...for me?" He looked over at the spread, smiling as he grabbed a cracker with some paste on it.
"I don't have people over often. You're a special case. Help yourself to what you want. We can take it up to my room."
Her room.... Right. Getting a plate full of items, he turned to her. "Where are your parents?" He figured the Disney stuff was a lie, but what about the rest of it?
"I haven't seen my parents since we did a video chat on Christmas. I'm guessing they are in Paris or something. I don't know," she said and shrugged. Grabbing some food she ushered him to follow her upstairs.
"Your parents just leave you here? Alone? Then who made the food?" Who took care of her? He followed in behind her, looking at the walls for any pictures of her parents but he didn't see any.
"If I need something, I call the help. They come and go when I need them. No one takes care of me. I use to have a nanny but when I turned ten, I fired her because she kept trying to get me to express my emotions. Whatever that means. It creeped me out." She pushed open the master bedroom and let him in.
"I see. It must be really lonely then." Going into her room, he noticed that it was pretty much what he had expected. It was a girl's room, if said girl enjoyed torture, bloodshed, and burning things down.
"You'll find that I'm not the only one with absent parents. The school we go to is the school we call 'the left behinds.' Our parents dump us there then go traveling. I'm the only one that I know that actually has an empty house though. Not that it matters. I'm use to this life." She sat on her bed and patted the spot next to her.
"That part wasn't exactly put into the brochure that I read," he sighed. Looking at her bed and then at her, he hesitated before sitting down beside her.
"It's not like they are actually going to say it. We are a vacation school. Our parents dump us here and go on vacation. Some come back...others...don't." She set her plate on the table then did the same to him. "So...want to know how I'm flustered?"
He hadn't realized that. No wonder most of the kids were so...angry. If his parents dumped him someplace he was likely to get angry as well, though he didn't think he could take it out on other people. When she set his tray down, he looked back to her. "Um...sure."
"Have you ever touched a girl before, weather man? I mean...really touched. Intimately."
His face turned blood red. "T-that's really...none of y-your business."
She nodded. Innocent. Just as she thought. "Well you are going to." She grabbed his hand and pulled him more on the bed with him. Setting up some pillows against her back she moved him next to her. "Don't worry. I'm not going to rape you. I don't believe in that crap," she said when she saw the scared look on his face. "I wouldn't force you to do something you didn't want to do."
His eyes were wide as he stared down at her. He swallowed hard, his eyes slowly examining her body. "People...people aren't suppose to do anything unless they're married."
"I don't believe in marriage," she whispered. She moved to him and pressed her lips softly to his, being gentle and sweet.
Rain felt a tingling sensation course through his body. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head as she kissed him. She...kissed...him!? She was kissing him. He was kissing a girl! His cheeks burned brightly as he closed his eyes to move into the pleasure of the kiss. She moved her hand to his face, lightly messaging his lips with hers. She put soft extra care into his very first kiss. She wanted him to remember it, to think of her when he thought of his first kiss. Slowly she pulled back. His face was flushed as he stared down at her. Pleasure, excitement, and confusion mixed in his face as he tried to figure out what was going on.
"You sure you want to save that for marriage?"
He looked away from her, shifting as he sat back. "Y-yes."
"Alright," she said. She handed him back his plate.
He suddenly wasn't hungry anymore. All he could think about was that kiss. His lips still tingled. Closing his eyes, he shifted, his pants uncomfortable as he tried to figure out what they were suppose to do next.
She let him eat and she turned on a movie. By the time it was over, she was walking him downstairs. She handed him his bag and a lollipop. "Put this in your mouth." She put one in hers as well and they walked to the gate of her driveway. It wasn't long before his mother drove up to it. "Hi! Mom gave us some candy! I hope you don't mind!"
"Oh that's quite alright dear. Did you have fun, Rain?"
Rain looked back at Fiona and nodded. "Yes ma'am," he said slowly.
"Thank you for letting him come over, Fiona. It's usually so hard for him to make friends."
Honestly Rain wished his mother would just drive. He wanted to get out of here. He wanted to get home, go to his room, and bury his nose in a book. Anything to escape...her.
"I'll see you at school Rain," she said and smiled with a wave before running inside.
Once they were driving away from her empty mansion, he let out a sigh of relief and tossed the sucker out the window."I wasn't going to say this around your little friend, but what on earth happened to your clothes?" his mother asked as she surveyed his attire and his hair."Nothing mom," he assured her as he closed his eyes and tried to relax.
Fiona sat on the steps of the school like always in the morning. Her music played in her ears while she stared at the sun, letting it bathe her face.
Rain arrived slightly later than usual. He had his mom drop him off, and then he proceeded to dismantle his clothes like she had the day before. Since he lacked hair gel, he simply had to mess his hair up with his fingers. Going up to the school, he looked at Fiona sitting there. He wanted to stop, to talk to her, to ask her about yesterday, but honestly what could he say? He enjoyed the kiss. Too much. Far too much. What was he to her? "What am I to you?" he asked as he stared down at her.
Fiona opened her eyes and looked at him. She pulled her headphones from her ears. Just like the day before, classical music filled the air before she turned it off. "Nothing," she said bluntly. "Exactly what I am to you. Just nothing."
Nothing. "Okay then. Nothing it is," he said as he started walking to his classroom. She put her headphones back in her ears and started playing the music again. Halfway to his classroom, he turned back around and walked back to her. "But you don't just...I mean...you don't kiss nothing!"
She sighed. Standing she pulled her headphones from her ears and put them in his. "Listen to some Tomaso Albinoni. It will relax you."
He stopped and pouted as the music drifted into his ears. He didn't need relaxing. He needed an answer. Crossing his arms over his chest, he gave her his best nasty look possible. She smirked and handed him her iPod so he could listen some more. Waving to him, she walked to class. She smiled to herself. They always came back wanting answers. They always came back. As much as he hated to admit it, the music did in fact calm him down. It was nice music, and he was honestly surprised that someone like her would even consider listening to something like this. With a sigh, he went to her locker to get his things so he could go to class. Fiona was handed her test for the end of the week. Taking her pen she marked all her answers and was the first to turn her work in. She stood at the desk of the teacher and waited for him to grade it. After he was done, he smiled and handed it back to her. Perfect score. Going back to her desk she sat down.
Rain was sitting, mulling over his test. He answered each question with diligence, but he was surprised to see that a lot of the students were already finished. He quickly jotted down the rest of the answers and handed his test in to the teacher just as the bell rang for the end of class. Fiona walked out of the class and threw her test away. Reaching for her iPod she realized she no longer had it. Sighing, she started to break.
"How did you do it?" Rain stood before her, holding out her ipod to her, his eyes full of question. "How did you ignore everything the teacher said and still score a perfect test?"
"I'm good at that stuff. It just comes natural to me. That...and I don't look it, but I read more than most anyone in this school. And not just regular book. I read about history and technology. When you have an empty home and nothing to talk to but walls, you learn quick on how to fill your day," she said and took her iPod.
"Oh..." That made sense, he guessed. She put her headphones in and sighed contently when she turned on the music. "I think that I-" He stopped when he saw two men in black suits walk through the courtyard of the school. Biting his lip, he left her to go talk with them. Fiona watched as she leaned asked the wall of the school.
The men were talking quickly to him, and all he really did was nod. When they said something else, he took a step back from them, obviously alarmed with the news he had just received. Grabbing him by the biceps, they began to walk him to their car. Fiona sighed. This happened too much in her school. Walking back inside, she continued on.
"Yo, Fiona," Clay said with a smirk. "Guess who I just got off the phone with."
She looked at him. "One of your whores?"
"No. One of yours. You remember James don't you? The one that left you so upset?" He was grinning now.
She paused. Her player stopped and she pulled her headphones from her ears. "He didn't make me upset. He pissed me off. There is a large difference. He coming back?"
"Oh please. He actually made you cry," he laughed. "But yeah, he'll be back later this week."
She grabbed his balls hard. "Say that again, and I'll kill you," she said coldly.
He gasped and whimpered. "C'moin Fi- I'm just saying. You were pretty upset when he left."
She squeezed harder and pushed him to the ground. "You know very little about my life. So stop saying," she snapped and walked off.
He fell to the ground, clutching his family jewels while cussing her out. She ignored him as she started playing her music again.
The next day Rain didn't return to school, but no one noticed his absence as another figure walked down the halls. Pushing a kid to the side, the figure smirked as he stretched out in the hallway. "I've missed this school. Watch out bitches, James is back!" Fiona groaned. His voice was loud. Turning her music up she continued to class. Hands grabbed her from behind and turned her around. "Yo."
Instantly, she punched him in the face and when he hit the ground, she kicked him. "Hi."
When she kicked him, he grabbed her foot and pulled it down so that she landed on top of him. "Miss me?"
"Hate you. Miss is such a stupid word. It's like a lie. Useful for getting what you want but nothing else." She took her headphones from her ears and pushed his hair from his face. "Fuck anything nice lately?"
"Not really. That's why I came back here to see you," he smirked.
She laughed and patted his chest. Leaning down, she whispered in his ear. "Not a chance." Standing she moved from him and walked to class.
"Hey whoa!" He said as he flipped to his feet. "Don't tell me you have a new pet!"
"I'm done with you, James," she said waving him off.
"Oh come on, Fi. Don't tell me you're still mad about me dumping you," he said as he got up.
"I don't date. You can't dump me when we never dated. Don't label me as your girlfriend."
"That's funny. Way I remember it, you were the one who called me your boyfriend," he said with narrowed eyes, a coy smirk on his lips as memories of them together began to flood through his mind.
She turned to him. "Oh my god...you fucking mixed me up with one of your whores!" she screamed. Her voice echoed in the halls. She threw her bag down. "You bastard! You know I don't believe in boyfriends so I don't put labels on any guy I fuck and yet you say I did! What's her name?!? Who do you have me fucking mixed up with, you ass hole! And how they hell could you mix ME up with anyone!?"
"Simple," he whispered in her ear. "Just like all my whores, you're replaceable." He could almost see her blood boil as he walked past her. "Isn't that what you said to me so long ago? Cya, Fi. Glad to see you haven't changed."
She fisted her hands but suddenly stopped. She was better than that. Picking up her bag, she turned up her music again only to be grabbed by the arm. She turned. A teacher looked at her. "You're mother is here. She wants you to meet her outside."
Fiona paled. If there was one thing she was afraid of...it was her mother. Turning down her music she put the player away then fixed her skirt, shirt, and tie. Making sure her hair looked nice she went outside. People went to the windows, pressing their faces to them. This was one of the only times they ever got to see Fiona look beaten.
Fiona's mother was in one word beautiful. She looked exactly like Fiona only older. Her long hair was neatly done and her body flawless under her designer dress. She glared at Fiona and held out some papers. The students watched as Fiona tried to explain but was slapped across the face. Fiona took it and didn't say anything after she was told to shut up. Slowly she looked at her mother as the beautiful woman grabbed her arm, digging her nails into her and throwing her in the car. Running her hands over her dress, she slipped in as well and the limo drove off.