Ella's POV.

Two weeks passed in a blur. A new boy came, made me feel strange things - just by smiling at me, and I avoided him. We usually sat in opposite directions of the class and I would evade seeing in his direction, because whenever I would do. My heart would speed up.

Strange! Right?

It would feel as if I have caught a fever but when I would check my body temperature; it would come out fine. I had also visited a doctor, and he told me I was fine. He examined me and prescribed some vitamins and instructed me to take healthy food. He told me; I looked weak and maybe because of me being weak; I felt my legs shaking. So I have been taking my vitamins and also taking care of my diet.

I took out the apple and ate it as Jessica and Sara were, as usual, gossiping. They both laughing and giggling.

"Hey. I have got some news!" Jessica whispered eagerly, gesturing us to get closer. It seemed like she was going to tell us a deep secret. She would always do this whenever ready to reveal a secret. We both dug our heads in a group and waited impatiently for her news.

"I have got breaking news, guys. That Xaiden and Hadley. They...." She paused for a second and for a moment, it felt like my heart skipped a beat. 

No! It's just my imagination. I am sure.

"They?" We both asked in unison. To say I wasn't curious would be an understatement. But why was I being curious? I shouldn't care a bit.

"They..." Jessica smirked making us frown.

"Hey just tell us!" I said getting frustrated. Shit! I was being impatient now. What was wrong with me?

Jessica gave us a teasing smile and said, "they are dating!"

As soon as the news hit my ears, I almost screamed. "What?"

Dating? They? How? When? How could they date? How could they be together? Xaiden and Hadley? Hadley?

Why couldn't they? It's not like he was your boyfriend or something! My mind retorted taking their side, and I hated that.

Yeah! But still! That bitch Hadley! She was a player!

So what! It's none of your concern!

Right! It was none of my concern but why was it concerning me? What the hell was wrong with me?

I looked around and realized what I had just done. The whole cafeteria looked at us, their eyes fixed on our table. I closed my eyes as my breathing rapid. I was so embarrassed that all I wanted was to dig up a hole and crawl down into the deepest pit. Why did I even scream? What has gotten into me? Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!

"Sorry guys," I whispered and dug my head low.

Damn! It was so embarrassing.

"Ella! What was that?" Sara smirked, looking at me.

"What?" I questioned.

"That... That outburst! It looked like you just got the news that affected you deeply. Oh! Don't tell me. You..." Sara paused and placed a hand on her mouth. My eyes widened as Sara whispered, "You have a crush on him."

"Hah! I knew it! You like him." Jessica smirked and winked as I rolled my eyes.

"Rubbish! You know I like no one... And wait a sec! How can you say that? And... And how you know it?" I furrowed my eyebrows together and questioned them with a serious, grave expression. I was sure that I didn't like him a tiny winy bit. How could I even like him? He was so not my type, and how the hell they both got this absurd idea? The thought of me liking that boy? God! Unbelievable!

"First! You avoid him." Sara smiled. "That's not a reason and you know I avoid every boy!" I retorted and rolled my eyes. They started laughing.

"Second, your cheeks would go red tomato whenever he's around you," Sara teased and Jessica smirked.

"No! That do not happen!" I folded my arms and glared at them. How could they think of me like that? Me? Had a crush on that... on that guy. Yeah right!

"This is outrageous!" I groaned and they both started laughing.

"We are just kidding. I know you. You are oh-I-hate-guy type. You can never have a crush on anyone. But, by seeing your reaction. We can start thinking...otherwise," Jessica said in a sing-song voice, wriggling her eyebrows.

"Just shut up both of you." I scowled. They were laughing and enjoying their little game whilst for me, I was getting annoyed. I didn't get it why they love to tease me so much? They always seemed to enjoy it.

"Just kidding!" They were laughing their asses off. "You... you should have seen your face." They both continued laughing and my face was burning hot now.

"You... You... Ugh!!! You are really....really just impossible!" I hung my bag on my shoulder, and headed outside the cafeteria, towards my music class. I was so frustrated right now. How dare they think of me like that? I would never like a guy like him. That goody two shoes. I would never like him. Never!

"Ella! Ella! Wait! We were just messing with you! We are sorry!" I heard their voices and could also sense a hint of laughter. Their apologies were not even genuine.

My mission in this high school was to avoid every single boy I came across, to just concentrate on my studies and to never give a chance of any disappointment to my parents. I had always done what my dad wanted me to do. I had always obeyed him and will always do. I would never like him. But was the news really true? Despite all of this, the news which I had just received was still lingering in one corner of my mind. Ugh! Why did I even care?

Stupid! Stupid brain! Don't think about it!

I smacked my head with my hand. I was trying to make my brain stop thinking about that breaking news but it won't just listen. I stepped out of the cafeteria and as I turned the corner, my head came in contact with something hard. Something hard like a wall but, why there was a wall in the middle of a hallway and how come they built it in a mere thirty minutes? I stumbled on my feet losing my balance. I fell on the floor on my hips and my books got scattered on the floor. I winced as my hips hurt.

What the hell? I opened my eyes to see who I had bumped into. If there was really a wall built up here, then it needed to be reported. Such types of walls could seriously hurt students.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" The boy bent down and looked into my eyes. His eyes softly looking at me and it drifted me to the time when I felt like they were drowning in mine, not just in my eyes but in my whole existence.

"Are you fine? Here, let me help you." He gently grabbed my arm to help me stand up but I jerked it away like I had been touched by a hot fire. My eyes were wide open as I was staring at his grey eyes. My legs started shaking and I felt like my body was getting numb. A sense of fear formed inside me. My cheeks getting warm along with my body.

This feeling was scaring me and I wanted to escape it. I needed to get away from him, to stay away from him. From the moment he entered that class, I knew he was trouble and with every encounter, my doubts were becoming clear. He was a dangerous person who looked like a gentleman, and he was doing strange things to me, things that I never knew of or felt, and I didn't want that. I hurriedly collected my books and tried to stand up. I stumbled a bit and I felt a hand caught my arm, again. "Let me help you." His voice sounded closer and I looked up to see his face closer to mine. With still widen eyes and staggering posture, I jerked my arm free and rushed towards the restroom.

 God! What was going on?

I looked at myself in the mirror. Sara's earlier words registered in my mind. "Your cheeks would go red tomato whenever he's around you."

I looked at my cheeks. They were red tomato as said by her, but that didn't mean I had a crush on him. No! That was not possible! It could never happen. It should never happen. I had trained myself well to never fall for anyone let alone has a crush on anyone so there was no chance.

It must be due to a sudden shock. Yes, I was just flustered to see him at once. Nothing more.

I heard the clicking of heels entering the restroom, drifting my mind. I suck in a deep breath and splashed water on my face to lighten the redness of my cheeks. 

"Look who is it? The daddy's girl!" By that bitchy accent and that too much perfume, I knew who she was.

"What do you want, Hadley?" I looked at her in the mirror. She had too much pride in her and I wasn't in a mood to bear with her attitude. I don't know who she thinks she was. Being the daughter of a multi-billionaire businessman didn't mean she owned the world.

"Where are your little sidekicks?" She smirked.

"They are not sidekicks. They are my friends. Best friends! There's a whole lot of difference. But how would you know? You never had one." I shot back as I turned around, facing her. Her mouth opened with shock and a victorious smile made a place on my face.

"Huh! I have thousands of friends. They all follow me like I'm their goddess." She came closer and batted her fake eyelashes. She flipped her hair back from her shoulders and gave me cocky smile.

"Yeah! Goddess of the sewer," I mumbled suppressing my laughter.

"What you said?" She glared and I shook my head. "Nothing." She looked at me suspiciously then took out her lipstick from her bag.

"No wonder a guy had never asked you out." She applied a fresh layer of lipstick while looking at the mirror and made a kissy pout at her. I furrowed my eyebrows.

Asked me out? What does this have to do with anything?

"Pardon me?" I asked confused. What did she mean by that?

"Look, sweetheart! With that ugly face of yours," she paused and looked at me with pity as if I belonged from the worst part of the world. "It's the truth. No one's ever gonna ask you out. Not even those beggars on the street's gonna set an eye on you. So the hot guys like that hottie Xaiden....not a chance." She laughed and placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Look! This is what beauty is and this," she said to herself and then pointed at me. "This is the true definition of ugliness. But don't worry, I'll do find a perfect rotten rat for you. Believe me! You both will look so adorable together." Then she patted my cheek and laughed. My temper rose up with her words. What was the reason for this out-of-nowhere insult? Who did she think she is? Who did she think I am? Now, I had enough.

I had always tolerated her. She was like this to me since the first year of high school. I just don't get it. What was her problem? She had always insulted me and I had always ignored her but now, she just crossed a limit and I won't tolerate that.

"Look, Hadley!" I stopped her. "I don't need any of your rotten rats! You can keep all of them to yourself! And don't you worry my sweet sweet friend, I'll find more rats to fill in your amazing perfect collection." I picked my bag and headed towards the door not in a mood to continue with her shit talk.

"You!" She grabbed my arm and I stopped. I turned my head and looked at her. She was shooting daggers at me like she wanted to kill me.

"You fucki-" Before she could finish her words, I yanked my arm free from her hold and gave her a last warning.

"Hadley! You listen to me, now! I had enough, tolerating your attitude and your insults. I had always controlled my temper but not anymore. Dear, sweet Hadley!" I said in a threatening voice. "You don't know who I am and believe me, you don't want to know. You have no idea who you are dealing with." I stepped closer and she took a step back. I continued, "I am warning you, don't you ever get on my bad side, because this girl right here," I paused, pointing towards me, "will become your greatest and worst nightmare. I have tolerated enough of your shit, and I'm not gonna tolerate it more! I will drag you to the pit of the darkest areas and make you beg for your life. I am just warning you, sweetheart, because you have no idea whom you are messing with." I glared at her and my voice clearly telling her that this wasn't a joke.

Her eyes holding fear and I was glad for that. I took another step forward as she stumbled while stepping back. I smirked and bringing my face close to her ear, I whispered, "Until next time. My dear old friend." I patted her cheek and brush my hair from my shoulder. With a satisfied smile placed on my face, I left her and headed towards my class.

 After a year, I showed her where she stood and I liked it. It felt so amazing, threatening her and although it was wrong it felt so right. Maybe my mafia blood was taking its course, and I wasn't feeling a bit bad about it. I guess I was not that of a good girl as well. After all, I was born to be a mafia leader and mafia leaders weren't meant to be good.

"Miss Anderson! Your five minutes late," Miss Ruby said as I entered the class. I apologized to her and went to my seat, in front of the piano.

Jessica and Sara looked at me with questioning eyes and I simply gave them a nod that I would tell them later. My eyes landed on Xaiden but unlike usual days, his head was hung low and he wasn't looking in any other direction but down. It made me confused. What was wrong with him? Was he fine?

I was wondering when he looked up and his eyes landed on mine but this time I wasn't the one who averted her eyes first, it was him. After that, he didn't even glance at me during the whole lecture. I would glance at him and all this time, his head was either hung low or it would be towards our teacher. Not once did he glance at me and I knew I should have been glad on it but why wasn't I? It was so unlike him, so strange, and I hated that it bothered me.

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