Chapter 5

Isabella

Have you ever felt that feeling between rage, surprise, nerves, anger, and adrenaline? Yes? No? Well, that was precisely what I felt at this moment.

That spanking had hurt, and I never thought it would hurt like that.

In the damn movies, they made it look different.

What a lie.

My heart started pumping intensely to the point that I could hear it hammering even in my ears. My hands went cold and being unaware of what my body was doing. I pressed between them the juice that was just about to change. I closed my eyes and smiled sideways with sarcasm, I took a deep breath to calm down, but the laughter of the people who witnessed everything prevented me from succeeding; I was sorry for failing my new friend on the first day of meeting her. However, there was no way I would stand by and do nothing in the face of something like that. Aside from the sting in my butt from that spanking, I thought my dignity burned even more, especially when I saw how the guys in the cafeteria were still laughing and whispering things to each other.

I took another deep breath and turned to the table of Adonis idiots. All of them were watching me, waiting for my reaction, or rather, waiting for me to do nothing and pass over what happened since they thought they were the kings of the campus.

The time had come to show them that not all commoners respected them.

"Who was it?" I asked with a satirical half-smile, heeding my conscience and looking at each of them.

I hated feeling nervous in those moments as I noticed how that gray-eyed god scrutinized me with his gaze without any emotion in his eyes.

It didn't help at all with our tough-girl posturing, for God's sake!

"Why, gorgeous? Do you want another one?" asked the boy Jane identified as Dylan. His smirk full of arrogance only increased my anger.

The boy next to him, who remembered correctly was Evan, closed his eyes and shook his head in total disagreement with his friend.

"Do I look like I liked it!?" I questioned him in a harsh and arrogant voice. At the same time, I opened the juice I was holding in my hands, acting almost out of inertia.

My body had already learned to identify what my mind desired.

"But from what I see, it was you," I assured, earning a smile full of superiority from him and confirming my doubts. "Apparently, you use your supposed power to do as you please," I blurted out angrily.

It was time to act.

"That's right, precious, you said so yourself. I do as I please, and I have the poo...." I didn't let him finish speaking, as at that moment, I began to spill the entire contents of the bottle into my hands, thoroughly wetting his hair, face, and part of his shirt.

Goodbye, cocky rocker, I thought since that was his style.

His black hair looked combed to one side before I bathed it with my juice. He wore it almost rapped on the sides and very long in the front already as I saw it spilling over his face. His black clothes shone with the moisture he received from the liquid, his pale skin at that moment looked worse, and his tattoos stood out much more.

Surprise at my act left him speechless, and I saw anger warp his face. His blue eyes emerged almost with light over the dark of his clothes and hair. His piercings in his lower lip, nose, and ears gave him a scary appearance, especially in that instant.

He was thin, but he looked strong and also very tall.

"Hey, you idiot! What the hell is wrong with you?!" the girl with them, who at that moment stood up, shouted at me.

"I do as I please, just like your idiot friend," I replied, confronting her with disdain.

We wouldn't spill any juice on her. We'd spill her blood.

Wow, it wasn't that big of a deal either.

"You don't know who you're messing with, you stupid little girl," snorted Dylan, who also stood up in front of me.

Very close to telling the truth, so close, that I had to raise my face to face him, and I recognized that he was much taller than I thought in front of me.

Despite that, I was not intimidated.

"Neither are you," I criticized. "I'm new, not an idiot!" I blurted out with emphasis on the last word. "Everyone here may fear or respect you," I spat, pointing at those present in the cafeteria, "but not me," I assured him, causing him to take a step closer to me, threatening and giving me a psychotic look. "Laugh now!" I shouted at the stupid gawkers who at that moment only denied and looked at me reproachfully as if what I did had been worse than what that asshole did to me.

That was unheard of.

Very much so.

"Evan, get Dylan out of here," ordered a gruff voice behind me. Evan nodded immediately and grabbed his idiot friend by the arm.

The one named Connor was just keeping an eye out for whatever might happen.

"Let me settle this with this little idiot!" mumbled Dylan in a voice that came to intimidate me for an instant. His chest was rising and falling in an accelerated manner out of anger. He let go of Evan's grip and tried to approach me again.

I squared my shoulders and met him with my gaze.

"Get him out of here!" he commanded again, that voice that shook me to my very soul, causing the boy to resume his grip on Dylan and thus prevent him from getting any closer to me.

Before Evan asked the other boy named Jacob for help and obstructed my view. I managed to visualize Jane, who had stood up but not daring to come any closer than necessary. She looked at me with pleading and fear. I felt terrible for her and hated it when Connor approached her and accused something.

"We'll meet again," Dylan threatened, glaring at me, "and you'll pay for it."

"I'll be waiting for you. You big jerk!" I responded without being daunted by his threat.

I saw Dylan smiled at me again in that psychotic way and watched me with a latent threat. Then he left along with Evan and Jacob. I looked at Jane, who was walking towards where I was, but she stopped dead in her tracks looking at a fixed point behind me, and as I was about to turn and see what she, I felt a breath hit the back of my neck, I tensed up, and my heart was racing again.

"You know, I'm still wondering if you're really stupid or really brave," LuzBel whispered very close to my ear. His minty and warm breath brushed my cheek. His voice was a bit husky and manly, with a touch of arrogance and wickedness hidden in it despite the calmness with which he spoke to me.

I could feel it perfectly, it made my skin crawl at the closeness, and I really hated that he caused that effect on me.

"I understand you're new, and so I'll let you slide on this one." And there went my nervousness. I smiled sideways and gritted my teeth, watching Jane and at the same time listening to that boy's words. It annoyed me that he thought I would be like everyone else. However, I decided to let him talk, "but don't let it happen again, or you'll regret it," he threatened, making the patience I had at his words go to hell. Jane noticed, and I saw the plea in her eyes for me to be quiet. "Understood?" he questioned arrogantly.

We were so sorry, Jane, but we had long since stopped fearing the devil.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds, still making a last-ditch effort to control myself before answering, but I failed.

I turned around, being a few centimeters away from the boy trying to make me understand the rules of his city, and I raised my face to see him. He was a little shorter than Dylan but definitely taller than me. As it was already known, our eyes met, and his way of looking at me was with superiority, coldness, and malice. Despite that, I held it without letting him bend me, just as my mother taught me at the time.

You can respect everyone, but never lower your gaze in front of anyone. I remembered and, although I felt very nervous, I managed not to show it.

I discovered that his eyes were not only gray. They were more of a blurry color as I could see light blue and green specks in them that were lost in the gray, causing me confusion about the tone.

Okay, but that wasn't what you saw his eyes for.

"Did you get it?" he asked again, letting me see a piercing in his tongue.

Whew!

"Perfectly," I agreed, trying to make my voice sound loud and whole, "the problem is that I comply," I added with derision, getting him too enraged.

I noticed how he tensed his jaw and made fists with his hands but said nothing.

"Isabella! P-please let's get out of here," Jane asked, taking my arm and allowing me with that touch to feel her trembling, which made me feel very sorry for her and at the same time curious as to why she was responding that way in the presence of that boy.

"Now you're getting into it," accused Connor, who was next to her, and I almost wanted to murder him with my eyes for talking to her that way.

"Teach your new friend that there are codes that must be respected here," recommended at that moment the girl whose name I remembered was Elsa, standing next to LuzBel and taking him by the arm with affection. "If she doesn't want to learn it the hard way," she warned arrogantly, getting me to take my gaze off Connor and place it on her.

"And you'll teach me?" I asked sharply, confronting her while raising an eyebrow at her, but she didn't respond.

"You must learn to be quiet," LuzBel spoke again. "Teach her that and also make her learn where she can and can't park," he demanded, addressing Jane, and I felt as she pressed her grip on me harder, a sign of the terror she felt and more with the way he was looking at her.

My head clicked when I realized he was talking about parking lots. I thought about what happened to me that morning and concluded that only a jerk like him could be that disrespectful. It wasn't so clear to me before since everyone in his group seemed just as arrogant.

"I-I will," Jane hesitated, finishing my surprise and making me hate that I was so weak with them as to lose even the ability to speak. "Let's go, please," she begged, and I decided to heed her, not for their sake, but her.

We had a lot to teach that little Chihuahua.

Too much, I would say.

"You should take some driving lessons," LuzBel suggested when he saw me ready to leave.

I smiled ungraciously at her.

"And you shouldn't be driving an Aston Martin. That car was made for men," I pointed out with absolute disdain.

I wasn't going to continue with that back-and-forth. Still, before I turned around and walked away with Jane, I looked at him mischievously and bowed towards him, crossing my legs and looking at the floor, lowering only the part from the waist up and pretending with my hands to lift a dress. Before standing upright again, I raised only my gaze towards that guy, winking at him and smiling teasingly just in case he hadn't understood that I was fucking with him.

"Damn her!" spat Elsa with absolute fury, I noticed how LuzBel made an attempt to take a step towards me with anger reflected in his eyes for what I had done, but her friend stopped him.

Come to me, hot Darkness!

Nah! I didn't want that egomaniac in my life.

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