The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

Chapter forty-three

Elena’s pov

I….. uhhhmmmm” I tried thinking of what to say at this point but I had no lie coming forth. It pissed him and Blake was about to hit me again, when I heard a voice behind him, causing everyone to turn around.

“If you touch her, I swear you would regret your existence” I couldn’t make out the face of the person speaking but I gotta admit, he had quite a physique.

“Who are you?” Blake asked.

He approached the sunlight and the moment his features came into the sunlight I had the air taken out of my body. If beauty were to be made in a human form, it would definitely be the almost seven-foot-tall guy standing by the sunlight.

He had a deep stare at me that gave me butterflies in my belly. He shifted his gaze from me and had it fixed on Blake.

“You don’t need to know me. All I need you to know is that your ass is going to be on fire if you don’t let go of her” No one in our high school has ever stood up against Blake and thus I became inquisitive; was he even a student of my school aside from Mac of course.

“You are just a comedian,” Blake commented. He turned his gaze towards me and held my hands tight, I was feeling pain.

Suddenly, I felt Blake yanking off from my body and I looked to see him on the floor with the strange guy staring closely at him.

As Blake tried to retaliate, the strange guy easily gave him what I would describe as the beating of the century. I exaggerate a lot but you need to see the beat up of Blake.

“This ain’t over yet, I promise you” Blake threatened, trying to find his feet as he moved away from the stranger. His boys were in shock as none had tried to aid him in the fight. No one wants to have a piece of Mr. Kickass.

Blake and his minions scrambled away from the alley, leaving me to the stranger who was still staring deep at me. From the look he was giving me, he seemed to be refraining himself from some type of force, the way he held his hands in a fist says it all.

“Thank you” I found myself saying. I don’t know why I was feeling a certain way for him. I barely know him.

He suddenly approached me and I moved back against the wall, scared he was going to bully me too.

The bully slayer is about to bully me too. Seems I am attracted to bullies

“Stay away from me” His voice was so deep, I could bet it was much deeper than Blake’s. After he had said that, he left the alley.

I was confused for the most, trying to figure out what he meant by staying away from him; I didn’t even know his name before he left.

I was about to leave the alley when I saw he had left his bracelet on the floor; it was kinda enchanting so, I picked it up and put it inside my bag.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Finally, out of the alley, there was no sight of the strange guy; I wondered if I would ever see him again, as I approached my house.

Next day

Another boring day to be awake to go to school. My parents have never been any source of motivation to me, they were just fucked up people especially my mum sometimes I just wished she wasn’t the one that gave birth to me.

My parents were getting a divorce soon so I know how hard things would be for me now, not like before when I was still young, that my parents won’t hesitate to spend money on the things I desire. The only problem then was that dad didn’t make a lot of money even though he tried to make me and my mum live comfortable, by trying to provide us with anything we needed, but back then and now all I needed was their love and care.

And I am still sure that is the only thing I can’t fully get.

Once I arrived at school, I checked my time to see I was barely minutes away from being late to Mr. John’s geography class.

Luckily, he wasn’t around when I got into the class and headed straight for my seat. I dropped my bag pack and settled comfortably to have a seat. I dropped my butt to the floor and everyone erupted into feet of laughter at my predicament.

Gosh, I hate you! Blake

I looked up to see he was staring at me with his usual mischievous smile on his face. I wish I could smack the smile off his damn face.

Just then, Mr John entered the class. I had to get my chair and this time, I was cautious to note if anyone was going to pull another of this stupid prank on me.

“Good day class” Mr John greeted, once he pulled off his glasses.

“Now I know most of y’all might be wondering why I haven’t done any test yet in Geography” There were mumbling talks amongst the students.

“Well, I intended to do that today. However, the principal called me and said there would be a new student joining this class so, I have no option but to suspend it” While some heaved a sigh of relief, there were still some that bad pouted lips on.

“Now, without further adduce, let me introduce you to your newest class member” The door opened to reveal a familiar face. My mouth dropped open as I stared at him in surprise.

Mr. Kickass was going to be in the same class as me.

I looked around to see everyone’s reaction; while the boys had huge scowls on their faces as they felt intimidated by his physique, the girls on the other hand were crushing on him

“Kindly introduce yourself please” Mr John pointed out.

“My name is Peter Hunter but that name sucks. That’s why I wish to be called By my middle name Oscar,” I noticed some of the girls were drooling over him.

“Alright Oscar, you may take your seat” He looked around for any available seats and his gaze landed on me.

There was this thing about how he looked at me that gave me butterflies in my belly. I don’t know how to describe the feeling.

I watched Oscar, walked over to the middle of the class, and sat down opposite Isabella; the school slut.