Nolan's PoV

"I only ever told you to scare her a little, never once was 'ripping her clothing' or fucking 'raping her' involved."

I say in a cold tone to the two shaking boys in front of me.

Asher told me what these two had taken advantage of my words of, he said they almost pushed her down to the ground. Strangely, I was more angered by that than I should be.

"W-We're really sorry!" they bowed again and again, which I find so pathetic. Both of them were the athletic group of the school, I thought they'd have more back bone than this.

"Leave," I say blankly. Faster than lightning, they dashed out of my door. I turned to the left and leaned against the wall, I stared at the private pool in front of me that belonged to this mansion of a house. I frowned as a small smirk formed on my lips.

That girl dared to challenge me...how could I disappoint?

I glance at the clock, it was eight pm. The auction should be staring in two hours.

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I slide down my seat in boredom.

How frickin long is this damned auction? I have no interest whatsoever in olden antiques, unlike father, who's become a collector of famous china. Why'd he drag me here?

I adjusted the mask that's covering my eyes, it was extremely uncomfortable.

I scowled when I notice we were only half way through the entire thing. I looked to my right, father was staring at the item on stage with interest. What's so interesting about it?!

"Father, can I leave?" I ask impatiently. He glanced at me before nodding. It's convenient on how he doesn't ask too much.

I got out of my seat and walked to the back of the auction hall, but the doors don't open until the auctions were over. So basically, I'm trapped. Frickin great....

There must be another way out.... I follow a trail up to the side balconies, as soon as I do, I saw a speck of light pour out from opened elevator doors.

Mr. Baba walked out first, followed by a girl wearing a dress. Both were wearing the same mask I have on.

Baba's eyes scanned around and soon spot me, he smiled, "Hey, Nolan!"

His voice was quiet, but the girl beside him turned my way as well. She seemed weirdly familiar. Underneath the mask, I see her eyebrows raise in slight surprise.

I nodded back to Baba in greeting. Then set my eyes on the girl. Why do all women dress like they're going to a ball when they're just gonna be in a dark auction hall?

"This is Miki." Baba introduces. I took a good look at her. My eyes widen uncontrollably at the purple fish tail dress she's wearing. It looks...exactly like that one....

The image of the girl I only was with for an hour was glued into my mind for two years now, this was the exact same dress she wore.

My gaze then flew to her head. Exactly as I thought, that rare hair clip shone even under the dim lights of this hall.

"Sorry, Miki. Eisuke has some things to discuss, you can stay here for a bit. You can talk to Nolan about anything, he knows all about the auctions." With that, Baba left us alone.

"How long have you had that? Where'd you get that?" not wasting a second, I stepped closer to her. Her left hand flew up and touched the hat shaped hair clip.

"My mom made it for me...about ten years ago now." her voice was somehow triggering as we were just staring at each other.

I know I must recognize her from somewhere. I pulled down my mask: "who are you?"

Returning the gesture, she pulled her own mask down, I recognize her right away.

"You...."

"Yes me. I didn't think you'd know and even participate in black market auctions." She says, slight sass in her tone.

For once, I didn't talk back. My gaze couldn't help scanning her from head to toe. This is definitely her, except her hair got a little longer. But it doesn't seem like she recognizes me.

"Hey...what's your name?" I ask, like a test. She seems slightly taken aback at my seemingly random question.

She averted her eyes, I took the chance and took another step closer to her. We were practically an inch apart.

When she looked back up, she didn't seem bothered by the closeness: "Hmm...not telling."

"...Screw you..." Half wanting to go with the flow, half actually frustrated, I swore again.

"Heh...tsk tsk, such a dirty mouth." She shook her head, but she was smiling.

She even surprised herself when she tapped her finger against my lips once.

Confirmed.... I thought silently.

"You know what?" she locked her eyes with mine, "my name is Miki, remember that!"

Miki....

"...I will." The edges of my lips curved up. She returned the smirk before turning away. I watched her back until she was completely out of my sight.

Miki's PoV

Not even knowing where I'm heading off to, I walked down the dim balcony till I was sure I was out of Nolan's sight.

I was sure his eyes showed nostalgia, but why? Hmm have I met him years ago?

A piece of flashback hit me hard.

But...anybody could have the same given name...right?

I peered down at the auction. The item up now for bid is an antique copper statue of the Chinese zodiac, Dragon. That was stolen when the Yuan Ming Yuan Garden/Park was destroyed by the British and French troops in the year 1860.

[u learn sth every day, ppl. Ur welcome]

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The next day, I tried to hide my bike the best I can.

I hope I'll survive....

I braced myself and kept on full alert while walking down the hallways to my locker.

Nothing happened so far...how suspicious....

Everybody still avoided me, but in a brand new way now. I spot envy in a lot of their eyes.

Confusion came over me. When I passed by the billboard, which was usually swarmed by students. As soon as they spot me approaching, they all scurried away. I glance at the billboard. My jaw dropped as I saw a piece of paper:

'From now on, whoever messes with Miki messes with me. –Nolan.'

I blinked several times. This has got to be an actual news from the guy himself since no one has a death wish to pretend to be him. Except Asher, that is.

What the heck is he doing..? I thought. This made no sense...all he did yesterday was ask for my name.

I hear murmurs around me. But when I turn around, everybody averts their eyes.

This is so weird....

Throughout the entire day, not only did no pranks come my way, but also even all the teachers are favoring me. For example, during English...

"Ms. Baba. Could you define the word, pandiculation?"

I have no idea what word that is. Seeing me troubled, the teacher quickly says:

"Pulchritudinous?"

I fear for my English exams in the future.

"Very well! You may sit down."

Exactly. Even if I said nothing, I would be getting an A in oral.

And nobody else seems to have a problem with it.

That guy...Nolan...he's scary....

After school, just as I'm about to open the lock to my bike, I was suddenly blind folded.

"Tch." I swept my leg around myself, but surprisingly I only kicked air. This must be a professionally trained person.

"Who are you?!" I shouted when my wrists were pulled roughly behind me. I felt myself being carried up.

"I am sorry, miss. We're just following orders." Someone said.

Very soon, I was let down gently onto what seemed like seats. And the sound of car doors closing could be heard.

I broke out a sweat. Am I being kidnapped?

[this is a good stopping point...

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But its too short UURRRGGHHHHH]

The drive wasn't too long, as soon as I got out of the car, my blindfold was untied.

"Whoa...." I had to crank my neck in order to see the full view of a mansion.

"Please, this way." I had no choice but to follow since I have no idea where I am.

Is this...a SPA?! I gasp at the gorgeous interior of a private spa room. Three women were in the room, they look like masseuses.

About half an hour later, I'm pretty sure my skin was sparkling. They offered me a change of clothes that scarily fits me like a glove.

I stepped into a pair of two-inch black heels. I smoothened out the raven blue coloured tight dress before walking out of the spa room.

Outside the door, I was greeted by a large what seemed like a living room.

Just then, I spot someone standing in the midst of everything.

"Nolan? What're you doing here?" the question flew out before my mind could process.

"This is my house, girl." He says. Somehow constantly avoiding eye contact. Which is really unusual for the over-flowing-with-confidence-all-the-time Nolan.

[Over flow... DOES ANYBODY GET WHAT IM TRYING TO SAY?!]

"...What?" I scanned the interior of this mansion of a house. I can see an outdoor pool from here!

"You have personal masseuses?" I ask though I'm not expecting an answer. These heels are rather uncomfortable. I shift around my weight.

I know Nolan's family is rich, but what the hell.

"Hey."

Before I know it, he was standing right in front of me.

"...You can be my girlfriend."

I couldn't believe my ears. This guy...was that even a confession?

"How frickin self-centered are you?" I talk back, "As much of a pretty face you have, I don't want to!"

He looked genuinely surprised at my answer, I guess no girl has ever turned him down before.

"Why...it makes no sense...." He says, "I can give you like, five thousand per month."

I Can't. Believe. This. Guy.

"Or is it that you feel pressure being with me?" he still tries to reason, but none of them are on point of himself.

Instantly, I took off one of my shoes and chucked it at him.

He noticed at the last second and dodged. I threw the other one, he dodged again.

"You're such a self-centered, spoiled jerk! And there was no need to literally kidnap me!" I shouted before storming off. Not realizing that I still have no idea where the heck I was.

Actually...does the interior of this house seem...nostalgic?

Nolan's PoV

The reason for the blindfold was so she couldn't memorize the way to my house, therefore she has no way back.

My house is quite far from the school since it needs a lot of space for a mansion this big.

A visitor can get lost in here.

I met at the same living room hall the party was held two years ago. But it didn't seem to trigger any sort of memory for her.

To be honest, I really thought she would just give in, despite how stubborn she can be. She needs money, right? I have it. Not a bad deal if you ask me.

Besides, she'd be my first official girlfriend.

But I guess her attitude is what makes her special.

At that thought, I smirked and started going after her.

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I had an idea when I started...but then...yeah...

I might only be updating on weekends after school starts for me, which is Aug 31st. Since I'm probably gonna get a new phone and I wanna be grateful for it.

I don't get motivated to get something, I get motivated when I'm thankful after I've got something XD weird, no?

Thanks for reading ^^

August 28, 2015

--Lily ❤

Edited: July 17, 2016 (cuz it's 12:25 a.m. again)