Chapter 4

Ralph’s POV

It a brand new day, a new day I decided to skip class with my friends. Today classes seem boring so we chose to go over to our favorite place in the school when I bumped into someone.

It’s the yesterday girl, the red tiger Tomboy player. The one that hates me so much for only God knows why

I was angry at who has the freaking audacity to bump into a mighty being like myself at first but knowing it was the tomboy, I decided to confront her and know why she hates my guts.

“It you again. Just tell me what exactly you want. Relationship, popularity or money?” I teased with anger and watched her face display series of emotions. From indifference, shock and finally anger as she tucked some loose strand behind her ears.

She looked at me with disgust as she came a bit closer. My mind gladdens with excitement that she wanted to kiss me.

“No, what the hell is wrong with you is the appropriate question dude, you practically bumped into me yet you are yelling at me, can’t you apologize?” She hollered tapping my hard chest with her index finger. A finger that had no extra nails or paints on it got me even more intrigued as my mind fell from its previous excitement to disappointment.

You know, I find it funny that a common unpopular girl can ask me to apologize. I won’t lie she hurt my ego. It was too much of a blow to ingest.

I know she must be among those poor brats who got in through scholarship and probably has a crush on me.

“Watch your tongue and if you know me well you should know that Ralph doesn’t apologize for anything,” I divulged, narrowing my eyes into slit daring her to challenge me.

“Argh!!!” She fumed in annoyance as she punched the nearest wall. And act that got me faxed.

“Such an egoistic jerk, what the hell is wrong with you, perhaps if you were looking at where you were going all of this wouldn’t have happened you, mannerless kid,” she stated calmly as she displayed fumes of anger.

“You are the proudest, self-conceited bastard I have ever met. Such a pity people kiss your footsteps like you are a god. Such a shame.” She continued.

Though the words were few in numbers the power between those words, the true meaning of the words set me ablaze with a wave of whole new anger. How dare her? Just how dare her?

“Hey! Hold your tongue and watch your mouth. I won’t tolerate such disrespect and insult from a nobody like you. A total sadist who just hates me for no reason is a moron,” I insulted as her face displayed shock at my venomous words.

“It seems miss goodie two shoes woke up on the wrong side of the bed or perhaps you should check if you got your pant in a twist and don’t transfer your aggression on me.” I continued.

“Oh really, well for your information, I’m not one of them and I will never be, you should also check out your pants because I can see your fraps,” she reiterated angrily and stormed off.

To say I am pissed is an understatement of how I feel right now, how dare her to confront the Alpha of this school and tell me my fraps are showing, I will get back at her surely, I promise myself that.

“Such a witch,” I muttered inaudibly before heading off.