Riding on her latest brand of Ducati motorcycle and feeling the freedom with the morning breeze hitting her face and her long brown hair flying behind her shining in the morning sun giving a dark red shade. Her hand's butterfly tatto escaping from underneath her black leather jacket.

She stopped her motorcycle and took off her helmet freeing her hair and took off her jacket.

All people in the street were glancing at her extraordinary look. They started judging her, but she already got used to these glances.

"mommy I want to be like her" a soft voice said that seemed to belong to a small kid.

"no sweety you should be a sweet girl. Can you see the amount of tattoos she has and those piercings? She doesn't look like a good girl " Emma heard a woman whisper to that kid.

Emma turned her body to face that girl and her mom. Her mom's face turned pale when she figured that Emma heard her.

Emma got closer to the little kid and bent over her knees and got closer to the kid's ear and whispered:

"I'm not bad as it seems for you. Not because I'm different means I'm bad. Being different doesn't change your gender or reality it changes who you are and who you'll be. Being a little princess like other girls that waits for prince charming or to be a warrior that fights for what she wants till she gets it is your choice . I want to be what I want because I love it . That's what you also should do ".

Emma said and got off her knees. She dusted her pants and didn't look at the girl's mom but she felt her glares about to pentrate her skin and is about to burn her face.

Emma moved away towards her college. She stood in front of it and gave it a deep look with thoughts in her head.

'would I also be hated here? Would I be judged just cause I'm different?'

"junior thoughts ha?". A voice snapped Emma from her thoughts. She turned around to see a boy looking at her with a smirk on his face that shows his perfect teeth parting in joy.

She rolled her eyes and was about to reply when she saw something that took her full attention.

"THIS IS THE BRAND NEW AFRICA TWIN!!" Emma said while pushing the boy out of her way and running towards the motorcycle.

She was about to place her hand over it when suddenly the boy caught her hand and smiled at her with her hand in his and his teeth tightened:

"your hand off it sweetie. Is more expensive than the 4 years of your study here" the boy said while taking Emma's hand off the motor.

She slipped her hand out off the boy's grip and gave him a death glare but it turned into an exploring look.

He has the 70s style with the white cotton shirt that is fit on his skin and is kind of see through so you can see the line of his abs.on top of it a leather jacket that ends up on his torso. With a pair of dark blue jeans that has a torn showing his skin. a black half boot that adds elegance to the look. he had a silver necklace around his neck.

She turned her eyes up to see his face. He had a really dark black hair pulled back with gel and parted from the side of his square face that has a strong v-line giving his face more attraction.

His skin was brown and his accent says that he is Hispanic, But on top of this he has a magical pair of eyes. They are between the blue and the green. If you look at them you can feel calm like looking at the ocean. You can keep staring at them for hours non stop.

" but you seem fonded with motors" the boy said after a moment of silence while placing his hand over his neck and looking deeply at Emma and analyzing every part of her while biting his lower lip with a smile escaping through his mouth. He had bad boy vibes

"yeah I really love them. That's why I'm learning mechanics" Emma said shortly not feeling comfortable sharing her information to a stranger . Not because she is afraid but she doesn't want the past to repeat itself again.

"wow the same. Then dude we are for sure friends right?! " he said while placing his hand around Emma's shoulder.

"no thanks" Emma said and took the boy's hand off her shoulders and turned her back to leave but the boy caught her wrist.

Emma took a fast reaction and twisted his hand and rolled him and made him standing in front of her with his arm behind his back.

"wtf is wrong with you! I was just trying to make a friendship not asking you to sleep with me! " the boy said frustrated while yelping in pain.

"and what's the difference? This leads to this" Emma said while trying to tighten her grip on the boy's hand.

After minutes of yelping and crying from the boy she left his hand avoiding the headache he is causing .

He turned to her with red eyes about to explode with anger. He calmed down for seconds then stretched his hand out with a smile .

"Mateo" he said stretching his arm inviting Emma for a handshake.

Emma looked at his hand then back to him and turned her back in silence without saying a word.

She rushed for her first section that she got late on because of Mateo.

'that stupid bitch. He made me late on my first section on my first day in the semester.'

She opened the hall door slowly that caused a crack sound coming out and found all the eyes of the students in the hall on her including the professor.

"Sorry prof I had something urgent that made me late." Emma said in a loud voice enough to make the professor hear her.

"is breaking a handsome boy's hand considered urgent these days?" the professional said sarcastically and the hall started laughing in a low voice.

Emma's face turned red of shame. She was about to open her mouth when she found the door of the hall swinging opened and found a head popping from behind it.

" and here he is. The poor handsome boy that got his hand broken from the savage girl" the professor said and the hall started laughing.

Emma looked at Mateo shooting daggers at him and was about to punch him to break his skull in anger. She doesn't want the history to repeat himself and her being the joke of the crowd wherever she goes again.

She held her tears back and managed to stay strong.

"find a seat for you and don't repeat it again. I'll pass it cause is the first day in the semester in your first year. You don't know the rules yet ".

Emma mouthed a thank you to the professor and he nodded. She found herself a seat in the front row to be close to the professor and manage to focus .

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After the section had finished Emma started collecting her books and left the hall. She felt Mateo's eyes following her but she ignored him and rushed to the hallway.

She felt a hand grabbing her again. She turned to look and found Mateo looking at her with a calm and solid face with no expressions.

"why don't you wanna talk to me?" Mateo said in a frustrated tune. Emma tried to escape Mateo's grip but couldn't.

"leave me" Emma said trying to take Mateo's hand off hers but failed .

"I won't leave you till you tell me why you don't wanna talk to me. Emma is your name right?" Mateo said while tightening his grip more causing Emma pain .

"friendship is not something we force! Leave me alone!!" Emma said in a high tune with anger and frustration.

When Mateo found the hallway gazing at him he left her hand and gave her a disappointed look and left.

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After a long day full of sections it finally came to an end. Emma couldn't focus most of the day thinking of Mateo. She couldn't keep her curiosity of why he wants to get to know her that much .

Specially she watched how he is sitting with girls around him in the cafeteria.

'He is just a fuck boy. Having fun for two days then throwing me behind his back and searching for another chick. they're all the same...'

While Emma was heading towards her motor, Mateo was watching her ftom a distance while he was around some girls who are flirting with him. He kept following her steps with his eyes not caring about anything else.

Something about Emma attracted Mateo. She is not any type he has ever seen before.

She is showing that she is harsh from the outside but she is soft and terrified on the inside. She seems broken and having a deep old wound that didn't heal yet and she is protecting herself with her extraordinary look and her harsh attitude to give herself excuse to get isolated from people .

A group of boys popped in front of Emma while she was about to get on her bike. Mateo kept his eyes on them but couldn't hear much because of the distance but he could see that Emma wasn't happy

Emma tried to not deal with them and get away but they kept bothering her and not moving away.

"get out of my way" Emma said in a frustrated tired voice.

"you should do something to make me out of the way sweetheart " one of the boys said while placing his hand over Emma's shoulder. Emma was about to punch him when she found Mateo holding the boy's hand.

"your hands off her" Mateo said looking eyes to eyes with the boy then back to his group.

" who are you?" the boy asked.

"her boyfriend, and now I'm telling you never bother with her or you'll have to deal with me" Mateo said in anger.

Emma gazed in surprise at Mateo.

'god don't tell me I'll have to deal with this again' she thought in fear remembering her past...