Kalie's POV

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

What the fuck, Kalie!

What in the fucking hell did you just say?

Damn it!

How could you even say that?

Evan? My boyfriend?

Never!

"What did you say?" Ken is still glaring at me while holding my arm. It feels like the burning fury in those blue eyes just doubled.

Now that's a sight I'm loving.

I felt his grip tighten around my arm and I grimace in pain.

"Let me go, Ken!" I say in a bitter voice.

"Kalie! What did you say?" He pulls me closer to him by my arm and I stumble a bit but regain my posture at once. It seems he hated what he just heard. He seems furious. His eyes are glaring right into my soul. They are clearly warning me, threatening me, 'Don't you dare say those words again.' But do I listen? No! To me, it feels like he wants me to repeat my words and so I did.

"Do I need a reason to be with my boyfriend late at night?" I emphasize the word boyfriend and smirk, looking right back in his blue eyes.

His glaring eyes shifted from me and I follow them to see them directed towards Evan. Mr. Evan is standing there with no expression on his face at all. No surprise, no fury, no confusion, no nothing. He does not seem to care. I stare at him, confused. Either he is in shock or he just does not care. This makes me wonder, What is this guy?

"Enough, Ken!" There he is. Finally, the principal decides to step in. Mr. Walter stands up, walks around his table and comes to us. "Ken! Let Kalie go."

Ken looks at his father and then at me. I can hear him grit his teeth and then growls. He let go of my arm but his glaring eyes are still settled on me. "This ain't over, Kalie!" He grumbles and storms out of the office.

Over or not! I will make sure to win next time too.

I want to say those words to him, to shout at him that no matter what, I will be the one winning all the mess, all the drama that he is planning to create.

"Evan! Were you with Kalie that night?" Mr. Walter asks and he looks in my direction. I bit my lower lip and slightly nod my head to give him a clear indication. "Yes!" I mouth at him, nodding my head again.

"Yes," he says and I let out a sigh of relief.

"Where were you both?" Mr. Walter asks, making me groan inwardly. What's with this interrogation? Can't he just let us go? I bet if it was some other guy than his own spoiled son Ken, he wouldn't even have care. If it was that next-door Jack or some other random guy, this would have been seen as a college prank. One of the most usual things that students pull on each other. But now, things are different because it's the college hottie, the famous soccer team leader and the heart-throb of every girl, Ken Jasper and more - the principal's son.

An asshole in disguise.

"In my room," he says, still looking at me. I give him a smile and thumbs up, telling him he's doing great. He scowls and averts his eyes, directing them to the principal's face.

"Why didn't you tell us before?"

I roll my eyes at his question. Just stop with your questions already! I want to scream this while standing behind him but stop myself out of sheer respect for our dear principal.

"It's my fault," I say. Evan looks at me, at once, and for the first time in his eyes, I sense an emotion other than fury or rage. He seems shocked.

"Actually, I told him to not tell anyone." I butt in and smile sheepishly. I step towards him. Moving closer to him, I grab his arm. I just declare myself as his girlfriend so now, I need to act one. I cannot let my lie fail.

I look at Mr. Walter. "I wanted it to be a secret. For once, I wanted a secret romance," I chuckle. "But it seems like I failed."

I look at Evan whose eyes are fixed on my hands on his arm and his body feels stiff. I can sense those muscles tensed up beneath my fingers. I don't know if it's due to the shock - to know he is my boyfriend - or rage. I hope it's the former. I am tired of his fury and anger. For once, can I have a new emotion, please? Besides, I am pretty much in shock too. I just declare him as my boyfriend. For God's Sake! What was I even thinking?!!

"Evan!" I call his name and he looks at me. Okay, he seems shocked. No fury or glaring eyes. Just a pair of green shocked eyes. I hope that's a good sign.

"I guess our secrets out." I give him my apologetic smile, standing on my tiptoes so my face is a bit closer to him. "Sorry for causing you so much trouble." I pout. His eyes widen but they are staring me back. He's shocked and I am starting to wonder, was his eyes this pretty when he was glaring at me? Are these the same pair of eyes that threaten me in the room that night? Seeing them this close, I want to stare in them a bit more. His eyes are a beautiful colour of blue and green. Not a fusion but a mess. Not mixing well but a perfect blend.

He averts his eyes, settling them in front and I shake my head.

What the heck, Kalie! What were you thinking?

"Ah, Mr. Walter!" I compose myself and look at him. "Sorry for causing such commotion." Acting as the innocent Miss perfect, I apologize.

"I'm glad this issue is sorted. You guys are free to go."

Finally!

"Thank you, sir."

With Evan's arm still in my hands, we head out of his office. "Now that was some scary shit." I let out a breath as soon as we walk a few steps far from his office.

Good work, Kalie! You saved him and yourself.

I pat myself in the back mentally, proud of myself. I must say, I did handle the mess incredibly. Well, as expected from Kalie Wilson, I already knew I was going to handle it.

Evan yanks his arm free from my hold, bringing me back to reality. He does not look at me and starts walking.

What the heck?

I follow him, hastening my steps to match his long strides. "So..." I speak while walking beside him, trying to match my speed to his. "No thank you?"

I take some steps and then stop. He is not walking now. He is not even beside me. I turn my face to see him standing mid-way. I take some steps back and stand in front of him.

"Thank you?" He says the words but those aren't the ones to show gratitude, they are the ones to mock you.

"I saved your life," I state what I thought was quite visible. "I proved you wrong. I didn't ruin your life, I saved it." I say proudly. I know he is probably gonna feel a bit ashamed for saying all those words and then he'll apologize. By now, I am sure he has realized how wrong he was.

"Did I ask you to save me?"

His words take me by surprise. Those aren't the ones I expected to hear. My eyes widen and I look at him, shocked. "I-"

"Tell me, Kalie! Did I ask you to save me?" He steps closer, bringing his face close to mine and then glaring right into my eyes. The same eyes that made me wonder if they looked pretty while glaring. Well, let me tell you. They don't. I don't know what made me think they were pretty and why I liked - no, not like - admired them. Because no way in hell this furiously looking gaze can be something admirable. His eyes are asking me a question. A question I'm not sure how to answer. He's right. He didn't ask me to save him but I can't just not save him too. He was there because of me. Partly at fault, but still. And above all, he announced me of ruining his life. I had to prove him wrong.

"I-" I look at him.

I want to tell how wrong he was. I want to tell although he didn't ask me to save, I saved him, not because I care for him but because I wanted to show him that Kalie Wilson saves lives, not ruins them. I wanted to prove him wrong.

I want to say all these words but I can't seem to say them aloud. He is making me speechless and I hate this. I hate this prudent jerk and his not handsome arrogant face. Instead of saying any of those words, my tongue rolls off these words. "Can't you for once, be nice?"

"I don't do fake nice acts." He growls and pushes past me. I scoff while staring at his back. My eyes are shooting daggers at him and a part of me wants to jump on him, press him down to the ground and then scream. Jerk! You ungrateful prudent jerk! But I control myself. I don't want one more Western Elite's gossip to add to my long list.

"Argh!" I groan. He makes my blood boil. I have seen many scumbags in which Ken is on the top but this Evan, I am not sure what to even call him. He is just rude and I don't think he is a human. No way in hell, a human and a boy can be that rude, especially to me. No human could be rude to the one who would save him. I am sure he is some alien from another planet who does not know any emotion other than anger and has social skills that suck.

How in the fucking hell, will I deal with him?

I sigh and start walking. My eyes are still resting on his back. His broad shoulders, his black rugged hair and his long legs - which I bet are as muscular as his arms. It's a shame that this amazing hot body is attached to that rude and ugly face and that name Evan.

"What the-" I squeeze my eyes, touching my nose as I smack right into his back. Who the heck stops abruptly in the middle of walking? Is this guy even normal? I didn't even see him stopping.

"Stop following me." He states with a firm warning. He does not turn his face nor look at me. He is talking to me with his back in front of me.

"Why would I even follow you?" I scoff. "If you haven't notice-" I start but pause. It's weird talking to someone's back. I move around him and stand in front of him.

"If you haven't noticed. We both live in dorms and the dormitory is through this hallway to the left. So if I am walking in this hall and then takes a left turn and then enters the gate to the dormitory, I am not following you." I roll my eyes and turn around to walk in front of him.

I didn't look back to see if he is following me or not. I can't believe he thought I was going to follow him. What did he take me as? Kalie Wilson does not follow guys around. It's always the other way around.

I hear steps behind me but I didn't look. As I take a left turn, I see him coming from my peripheral vision. I snicker as something comes to my mind.

Kalie! Don't you dare say it. Kalie! Stop.

"Now who's the one following. Huh?" I turn around laughing - ignoring what my conscience said - looking at him. He just glares at me and does not say anything. I turn back, controlling my laughter and walk into the dormitory. I climb up the stairs and to my dorm, still holding onto my laughter.

I open the door and plop on my bed. I sigh and lie down on my back, staring at the white-coloured ceiling above. What a day! I feel a bit tired from all the drama and all that pressure that I felt while saving Evan, which that ungrateful jerk does not even seem to care.

The door clicks and Jen comes out of the washroom.

"You!" I glare at her. I stand up at once, as my energy replenishes and lunge at her. "You traitor!" She screams and jumps on her bed.

"Kalie! Stop!" She laughs. "I can explain."

"I will kill you for bailing on me!" I stare at her with my murderous gaze but she's still laughing. She's not at all affected by how furious I am with her.

"Kal!" She screams my name as I jump on her bed. She jumps from hers to mine, still laughing. I grab a pillow and throw it at her. "You are a traitor!"

"Traitor? I gave you a little time alone with that handsome meal." She winks.

"What?!!" I look at her, shocked. "Handsome Meal?" I scoff at her use of words for Evan.

"Seriously, Jen! What the heck are you reading these days?" I am sure she is once again reading some cheesy romance novel where the bad boy meets the perfect girl then bam and boom, they are in love. She always read too much romance and end up creating weird scenarios in her mind. Enough with this romance! This does not happen in reality or else instead of swearing to ruin Ken, I would have been deeply in love with the famous college hottie and vowing to spend happily ever after.

She laughs again and then huffs to catch her lost breath from too much laughing. She sits down on my bed and looks at me. "So tell me? I can sense from that smile on your face it's gonna be something good." She teases with a mischievous glint in her eyes and I roll my eyes at her excited self. I sit down on her bed and look at her.

"So, I handle it." I raise my face proudly.

"That's good news! Now the real news. Spill the beans now." She steps down from my bed, climbs up on hers and sits beside me as if afraid that she will miss something out by sitting 3 feet afar. I know she wants to hear about me and the boys and from that glint in her eyes, more specifically Evan.

I chuckle and start with the re-wind of what happened two hours ago when she abandoned me.

"Fuck!" She says.

Yes! Exactly my reaction.

"You!" She looks at me shocked, pointing a finger at me. "You made him your boyfriend?"

I sigh and groan. "I had no choice! That's the only thing that came to my mind."

"Oh My God, Kalie! This is so fucked up." She's laughing. She's continuously laughing and I can see those tears in her eyes.

"At least it's less fucked up than that mess." I retort.

"How are you even planning to keep up with this lie?"

She's right. Now I have to work hard to keep this lie up. I can't let Ken or any of his sidekicks know that I lied. This will put both of us in a problem and I'm done with getting in one again and again. Now, the only person I want in trouble is Ken. 

"I gave this a thought." I cross my legs and sit straight. "Look, this is our last semester. It's gonna be hardly six months if we add our graduation. I think we can pretend till then. It's gonna be easy. You know I am an amazing actor."

"The question isn't how you will do it. The question is how you'll make Evan do it. By your words so far, I can tell he is a one-hot-headed guy."

"Ah for that, I am still thinking." I slump my shoulders. He is so damn stubborn and I don't think it will be an easy task to get him on board.

"Kal! Think it through this time." Jen gives me a serious tone and I nod. "I will."

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