Mariya came back to school the next day, one of the popular perverts coming over to her.

"Hey, I heard some of the guys harrassing you," he said in the kindest voice he could make before going pervert. "I can help you with your little problem," he said with a wink, and Mariya swore she heard someone let out a dark chuckle.

But thats Caleb Fisher.

The only reason why he's popular is because he's been with all the popular girls. There were even rumors about him eyeing up the guys, too.

This doesn't mean he only goes with popular kids, though.

Anyone he can get his hands on, or his dick in.

Oh, and 'The Guys' are actually his group of friends. Mariya didn't doubt he put them up to it.

"I don't know what your talking about," Mariya says blankly, opening her locker and trying to desperately search for her timetable.

Caleb cupped her chin in his hand and pinned her to her locker. "You know exactly what I mean..." he whispered, about to touch Mariya's skirt but somebody pulls him by his collar and slams him into the opposite locker.

"Carlos," Mariya said, stunned but grateful.

"Stay the fuck away from her," he warned darkly, still gripping his collar harshly.

"Wh-Whoa, Man, I don't want any trouble... We were just chatting," Caleb said, stumbling over his words. He no doubtedly didn't think she was worth it.

Carlos grudgingly let him pass, turning to Mariya and stroking her cheek affectionately, in a way that she couldn't help the shivers running up her spine or leaning into his touch.

"Are you ok?" he asked, bringing Maroya closer to him.

"Yes... Thank you..." she said. She felt herself falling for those gorgeous brown eyes and his tender, loving touch. However, she felt like something off... Like he didn't just caress her in a friendly way...

She moved away from him, making him frown, and his face seemed to visibly darken. "Is something wrong, Mariya?" he asked cautiously, worrues and anxiety filled his voice. "Was I too rough?"

"No, its..." Mariya trails off, hearing the bell go off. Saved by the bell. "Oh, its class! I knew I was forgetting something," she said quickly, speed walking to her next class.

She didn't see Carlos twitch slightly as he started blaming himself for what happened.

Nor that blame going on to Caleb.

Carlos followed her, and sitting down right next to her in her class.

"What are you doing? The teacher will tell you off," she said, tapping her finger rapidly against the desk impatiently. She couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was in danger.

"This is my class," he said absentmindedly. Mariya didn't bother doubting him.

🍔🍟Lunch🥟🍚

At lunch Carlos sat next to Mariya, eating dumplings and rice while she ate a veggie burger and some chips.

Carlos didn't say anything, just took a spoonful of rice and a dumpling and held it to her mouth.

"N-No thank you..." Mariya mumbled. "I'm a vegeterian now..."

"I know. There isn't any meat in the dumpling," he said, and she reluctantly ate it. It was just noodles and some sauce.

"H-How did you know...?" she asked, and he stayed silent, feeding her another mouthful.

Mariya offered some of her burger to him, although he bit from where she did she shook it off as nothing.

Eventually lunch was over, and almost as fast as that, so was the school day.

Carlos ran over. "Mariya!" he called out, running over to her. "Want to walk in the park with me? Like old times," he said, smiling at her.

"I'm sorry, I promised to spend time with my Dad," she said, smiling at him. "Another time."

Carlos twitched, but smiled at her. "Oh, its alright! We'll just take a raincheck."

Mariya smiled up at him again, but looking at his expression terrified her. She got that feeling again. Carlos, once again, pouted.

"Is somethi--"

"I should go!" Mariya excused, running away.

She didn't know why, but she wanted to spend as much time as she could with her Dad.

Questions of the chapter

1, Who -- If anyone -- will be dead next chapter?

2, Will Carlos come to school tomorrow?

3, Theories on why Mariya got that feeling?