NEVER ENDING STORY by Tifanny (bill gates books recommendations .TXT) 📕

around my shoulder. I shrugged and lightly slapped his hand away, not wanting the others to notice. I was disappointed and mad now.

So he thinks he can come and go as he pleased? Huh! Tough luck, I’m not caving in. I’ll show him what I’m really made of and I’ll make sure he knows I’m not one you can easily mess with.

I shot him daggers from the corner of my eyes. I took the two STILL fighting girls’ hands and dragged them to class leaving the rest behind. My breathing rough from anger and judging from their flinch I’m thinking they know I’m in one hell of a mood. The weather darken, the sky covered by grey clouds and thunder roaring in the sky. Damn, Mother Nature knows me too well.

“Char, what’s wrong?” Amanda asked me in her sweet innocent worried tone and I assumed Eleanor gave her a short disapproving look when she stop from asking me any further. Smart girl. We sat down at the back of the class, others usually called them the “bad student’s seats”. Probably because rebels and the school’s bullies sat there and by the look of it they didn’t like me taking their place. I gave them a quick cold icy murderous glare. I wasn’t in any mood for games and with me in an extremely ticked off mood I won’t hesitate to rip their heads off.

The guys backed off like they understood. The girls however or the “school’s sluts” didn’t which made my anger turned into amusing snickers. Amanda and Eleanor snapped their heads at me, I swore they just got whip lashed. I gave them an assuring smile meaning I won’t hurt them…much.

“Get off our seat bitch!” She screeched with her annoying high pitch voice. With our high sense of hearing, Amanda, Eleanor and I winced. She thought I was scared and smirked. I shook my head in disbelief while crossing my arms across my chest. I would enjoy destroying her massive ego and I’d do it slow and painful.

“Make me.” I glared right into her eyes with an emotionless and cold voice. She backed away a little before gaining back her confidence. The girl recovers fast, made me grin.
“YOU WHORE! Who do you think you are?! Do you even know who I am?” She flipped her blonde hair in the bitchiest way, sticking her nose up high in the air. How typical of them. I scoffed when she tried to shoot me with her pathetic glare. Amanda and Eleanor tried to muffle their laughter that failed miserably. I rolled my eyes and let out a soft sigh. Way to go girls, thanks for having my back. I thought with sarcasm dripping from each word. Sorry. They replied in unison.

Oh yea, we can communicate with each other in our minds since I took them under my wing. I don’t know how but Max said it comes naturally with trust. Max…

“Well? Get out slut!” Oh, she’s still here? Wait, I’ll handle her.
“You’re right. I don’t know who you are. Please, enlighten me with your knowledge.” I said lifting both of my eyebrows, I refuse waste my energy by standing up and face her weak pitiful ways. Amanda and Eleanor snickered and smirked while I just sat there staring at her without emotions. Yea, I have my father’s blood as ‘someone’ says. I remembered my mom, such a beautiful, elegant and kind person. I smiled mentally remembering her face from my dream.

“For your information! I’m Nichole Dallas! My dad runs this school! Heck, he owns it!! I can make him kick you out without batting an eye.” He snotty attitude made me think a little. Dallas? I think I heard that name somewhere. Think, Charlotte! Think!

Wait…Dallas!

Henry Dallas.

“Tell me, do you mean Henry Dallas?”
“Now, you’re scared! Serves you right bitch.” She suddenly burst into a fit of laughter.
“Mind your words Nichole!” Eleanor finally speaks up in my defence, which was sweet but unnecessary. I had this covered. Gently, I place my hand on her shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile. Its not surprising, she does have this motherly instinct.

Dallas is a small; I mean tiny company compared to mine. Guess who generously financed her father’s company when they almost went bankrupt? That’s right; William Corp is an average a huge financial company that invests in companies with has a high chance of providing us with profits. Just think of us as leeches, we give them an amount and we ask them triple the amount back. Its safe to say her father’s company has a great chance in the business field and I acknowledge that. It’s too bad the Dallas family didn’t and took it for granted. It will probably take a year until the D Inc shall be mine. Yea, I’m cold blooded, just like that.

“So, old man Dallas, eh? Let me ask you back. Do you know who I am?” I talked to her like she was a 5 year old. Scratch that, 2 year olds are smarter. Amanda and Eleanor gave me a quick glance, so fast its impossible to see for a human that is. I’m guessing they caught up?

“For the matter of fact, I do! You’re a slut and a whore!” She said with a triumph smile. Ignoring her, I took my phone out and went through my contacts. Dallas, Dallas, Dal-Ah, here it is. Henry Dallas, age 45, father of three, heavy gambler, blah blah blah. I lazily glance through his profile Fred installed in my phone until something caught my eye. He was charged with rape five years ago and came out innocent and oh and lookie here he’s also a drug dealer. Mmm, juicy stuff.

I finished checking his background and stood up. She jumped back a little when I traced my index finger down her neck and stopped it on her diamond necklace.
“I’m guessing your precious daddy bought this for you?” I gave away a grim smile.
“S-So w-what?!” she stuttered her feeble effort to throw me off.
“I wonder where he got the money from?” I shook my head softly in boredom.
“My daddy has more than enough money! And don’t touch me with your filthy hands!” She spat in anger.

She’s a rude bitch all right.
Her father didn’t teach her manners.
Now girls, chillax. She won’t be the queen bee here any longer when I’m through with her.
But we can’t risk exposing our identities to the public, Char.
We’re not. I ended our conversation with a sneer.

She was about to slap me but I grabbed her wrist and gripped it tight making her squirm. Then, I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled it back, not too much though. I don’t want to ‘accidentally’ kill her. I was five foot eleven, pretty tall for a girl. I towered above her petite fake body. I leaned closer and whispered a few words in her right ear and retreated with an innocent smile. Her lower lips was quivering and her eyes red. I could smell her fear from miles away. She also reeks of various perfumes making me cover my sensitive nose and stepped back to my seat.

“Well?” I said with the smile still on my face.
“I understand.” She turned her heels and ran out the door bumping into the teacher’s shoulder mumbling curses between her sobs down the hallway. Naw, now I feel like a bully. On the bright side, I feel so much better now that I released some stress.

I sat back down between the giggling girls. “Shut up bitches.” I giggled as well.
“Aw but you love these ‘bitches’.” Eleanor said doing air quotes. I slapped her arm lightly with a snigger but stopped when Max entered the class.

Chapter sixteen

I scowled when he entered the room. Everyone stood still in silence; even a pin drop could be heard. That’s how silent and uptight the situation was. We glared at each other like a staring contest, neither of us backing down. The humans who came late to class sat down quietly the same with the teacher whose name I’m don’t bother to ask. Max took a seat a row away from mine without breaking our eye contact.

His eyes slowly grow dim with rage and I can feel mine doing the same. We were on the verge of lunging at each other’s throats (you must be thinking, how the hell can we go at each other’s throats like this when just a while ago we were eating each other’s face? That’s not normal. Easy, we’re not.). If looks can kill both of us would be dead by now...again.

The teacher finally gathers the courage to clear her throat, gaining the other’s attention but not us. We were battling it out one on one, fair and square and no one I mean NO ONE is going to get in our way. I scoffed when he a low snarl escaped his throat and I did the same, an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth.

Payback’s a bitch.

We stayed that way the entire first period and the second and the third until lunch break. We sat the opposite of each other with the others at our usual table beside the window giving us a good view of the field. Luke and Nick had this weird confused look while Amanda and Eleanor were anxious. Alex? Well, I don’t hang out with him much because he still gives me the creeps but overall he’s a good guy.

Now would be a good time for me to regret ever sleeping with him. Sadly, no I fucking love every damn second. Great, now I sound like a whore! This man is too arousing for his own good. My glare left his face for a second to see his fine chest and abs. He chuckled when he noticed, I quietly snarled at him, too quiet for a human to hear. I swear he drives me insane with that smirk off his.

“You know, we can end this anytime. Charlotte.” Gosh, my name rolling from his tongue sensually is a major turn on. Fuck! Keep it together!
“I don’t think so.” I tried to gather all the hatred I can in one sentence. His eyes darken as they dig deeper into me. I sunk in my seat, plugging my earphones into my ears. I closed my eyes, trying to ignore Max by listening to Paramore. Just my luck, ‘Decode’ was playing. My all time favourite song that always had me humming along to the lyrics against my will. Magically awesome I tell you. Hayley Williams kicks ass before and after I’m dead!

How did we get here?
When I used to know you so well?
How did we get here?
Well, I think I know.

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