CHAPTER 3: PRANKS AND PUNISHMENTS

Kyra’s POV

“WHAT THE FLYING FUCK?” Xyler screamed, followed with an “OW! OW! OW!” as he jumped around the apartment on one foot and finally fell face first in a bowl of cow piss.

“What happened, Sir?” I innocently asked as I crouched near him and tried hard to stifle my giggles. “Are you hurt?” I feigned kindness.

“You little brat,” he fumed. “YOU stuffed burning coal in my shoes and placed that gallon of shit there,” he accused me furiously.

“Those are very weird places to keep your crappy things, Xyler, and dear me, did you accuse me without evidence?” I stated with a shocked face while dramatically putting my hand over my O-shaped, open mouth.

“Who else?” he sarcastically said while blowing on his toes. “You terrorizing piece of shit better be careful from now on coz I am gonna fucking ruin your life here,” he threatened.

Haha.

I would love to see him try.

Of course, he can’t.

“Tch. Tch. Tch. Don’t make pathetic statements, professor,” I tsked. “Now be a good boy, and quickly clean up this mess you made before you get late for class,” I smirked and left him alone glaring at me.

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Kyra’s POV

“You do know how to make everyone’s heads turn around, girl,” a well-meaning girl chuckled sweetly as she approached me outside the Admin’s office. “Hi! I am Khloe. You must be new here,” she remarked while putting out her hand for a friendly handshake.

“Hey! I am Kyra. You are right. I am new here, and I wanted to get the schedule for the Business Course”, I replied while shaking her hand.

“Let me help you with that,” she self-volunteered cheerfully and let me in inside the Admin Office.

The lady behind the desk quickly went through the formalities and various procedures and finally handed out my schedule to me.

Khloe peaked into my schedule and exclaimed, “Oh! We have the same schedule! I guess you are stuck with me now, Kyra,” Khloe chuckled, and I could tell that I already liked her.

I was already feeling like I found a long-lost friend in her!

“I really don’t mind. Actually, I guess we are going to have a lot of fun together,” I chuckled back, and she smirked at that playfully.

“C’mon then, Kyra bear. You will enjoy with the rest of the gang too,” Khloe winked and led me to our classroom.

“Yo, mama bear! What’s up, girl?”, an equally beautiful dainty girl squealed when she noticed Khloe enter the classroom and flung herself on her like an eager dog leaping on his master for a ‘welcome home’ hug.

I rolled my eyes to the side, and I noticed three other gorgeous boys smirking in the background, and by their looks, I could tell that were definitely chick magnets.

“Easy, Bianca,” one of the boys laughed as we watched the new girl, Bianca, take Khloe in a bone-crushing hug. “You will surely kill her with your death hugs,” he playfully teased.

“Shut up, Aiden. I’m seeing my best friend after so long,” she huffed.

“Don’t make it your last,” the second boy commented, making the others laugh and Bianca raise her middle finger at him.

“You are just jealous that you are not my best friend,” she humphed.

“And I am so thankful for that,” he chuckled and got a well-deserved smack on his head by both Bianca and Khloe.

“Who is this lovely lady with you, mama bear?” the reserved guy and the last boy of the gang spoke while gesturing his eyes towards me.

“This is Kyra, guys. She is in our business class, and Kyra, this guy who asked about you is Dominic, the jealous guy here is Seth, and lastly, this is my boyfriend, Aiden!” she introduced.

“Hey!” both Seth and Bianca wailed simultaneously and then looked at each other in surprise before bursting out laughing.

“You go first, babe,” Seth sweetly said and pecked Bianca’s lips, making her blush.

Guess they are a couple. Cute.

“You didn’t introduce me!” Bianca whined.

“And you called me jealous, monkey face,” Seth scoffed.

“Jesus. Such kids,” Khloe rolled her eyes but then decided to make amends. “This is my best friend since diaper days, Bianca, and that’s not a jealous guy but an annoying brat who is her boyfriend too,” Khloe introduced and got a deadly glare from Seth in return.

“So, what brings you here, Kyra?” Bianca good-naturedly asked.

“I, uh, wanted to pursue Business Studies after finishing college, so I joined the one-year program,” I truthfully answered.

“And I saw her profile report in the Admin Office and guess what?” Khloe squealed in excitement. “She is only 17 years old!” she exclaimed.

“Whoa! We got a young prodigy in our group!” Dominic responded appreciatively. “Color me impressed, Kyra bear,” he winked.

“Actually, I will be 18 years old next month,” I sheepishly said, and the rest only grinned at me in return, maybe amused by my embarrassingly red face.

“You are so cute, baby girl,” Bianca pinched my cheeks and led me towards the seat right in front of the middle row.

Not that I minded the front row, but I was more of a badass back of the room type of girl.

“You guys are gonna sit in the front?” I raised my eyebrow questioningly.

“Yeah, because you are a nerd and would want to sit here,” Aiden replied with a shrug.

“Stereotypical,” I hissed and rolled my eyes.

I strode towards the back row and flung my bag on a seat while the others joined in.

“You keep surprising me, Kyra,” Dominic smirked and sat next to me.

“What’s so surprising about sitting at the back? It is the best seat to eat, sleep, and repeat with intervals of throwing stuff at the teacher,” I shrugged with an innocent look on my face.

“Hell no. We don’t believe you!” Seth countered with disbelief lacing his voice.

“You don’t have to believe everything in this world, Mister,” I replied.

“Seems like the boys found their match,” Khloe chuckled, making Bianca give an agreeing giggle too.

“Scoot over, guys, now. Lemme sit too,” Bianca demanded and soon enough the whole gang was spread across two rows.

Suddenly, I took a gum out of my mouth and catapulted it across the room so that it stuck straight on the white duster.

Hmm.

Good shot.

And white gum on a white duster. Awesome.

“Oh my God, Kyra! What was that for?” Seth asked dumbfounded.

“Diaz,” I simply answered.

“What?”

“Call me Diaz, Seth,” I repeated.

“Oh ok, Diaz. Now what’s with that gum thing?” he asked again.

“Oh, that? Watch me do it again,” I smirked, and I saw Dominic give an amused side grin from the corner of my eye.

“There you go, Rowler,” I cooed to my rat, and flung a piece of cheese in the teacher’s chair.

Rowler will get it when the teacher comes.

He knows the drill.

Today’s class is gonna be so fun.

I really pity the teacher who will be taking our first period now.

“Damn Diaz! You are a devil in sheep’s skin,” Aiden remarked while laughing.

“Once the fun dies out, I guess I am gonna sleep after that,” I shrugged.

“You are really something, Diaz,” Dominic mused and shook his head in amusement while chuckling.

“Why hasn’t Mr. Canary not arrived yet?” Khloe asked in astonishment. “He has never been late in all these years!” she added.

“Speak of the devil, here he comes,” Aiden chuckled, and I was surprised by what I saw.

Jesus Christ!

So, this is Mr. Canary?

I thought he was joking even till now.

He is really a professor?

Oh fuck!

“Mornin class!” Xyler heartily greeted with a bad boy aura around him, making the boys of the class snicker in jealousy and the slutty girls fawn all over him.

It was amusing to watch the calm before the storm, and I simply whistled Rowler to get his act together.

The bitches finally made a frantic beeline for their seats when their heels squished on the dirty rat poop, and a white rat came into their unfortunate sight.

Chaos prevailed for a long time with girls yelling or fainting upon seeing the culprit rat around them, and the funniest moment happened when a girl jumped right into a hopeless Xyler’s arms squealing for help, making the both of them to tumble down the stage.

Awww. Poor Xyler.

Finally, after a good 20 minutes of chaotic mess, yelling, and a thrown away rat, the class finally settled down to silence while Xyler absentmindedly dusted the whiteboard only to get the duster stuck to the board because of the gum.

“Ms. Diaz! Stand up and get out of the class. RIGHT NOW!” he commanded in his surprisingly frightening voice without even turning back to face me or the class in general!

What the hell!

How does he know?

Does he have eyes in the back of his head too?

“Suck it up, Mr. Canary. I am not gonna do shit for you,” I sang out from behind making the whole class laugh at the professor.

“I am going to repeat myself one last time, Miss. After that, I will personally throw you in the dumpster bin in the Dean’s office,” he growled.

“Oh my! Why would you do that to a new student, sir?” I innocently asked.

“We will hear your crimes in the Dean’s office now. Shall we?” he smirked.

“No. I will not be treated unfairly just because I am a new student here,” I protested.

“Very well then,” he calmly responded and gave an evil side smile before he climbed up the stairs to reach the back where I sat.

“I warned you before, Ms. Diaz,” he coldly said, and before I knew it my feet were walking on their own accord while Xyler held onto my hand.

“The fuck?” I breathed out lowly when I noticed myself walking without any resistance whatsoever.

I hate him so much!

I would unplug his life support to charge my phone if he ever were on one.

Ughh.

“How about we make a deal?” I suggested out of the blue as we neared the Dean’s office.

“Uh hun. Go on,” he urged.

“I will cook all the meals for you for one whole week if you let me go this time,” I said.

“I want my meals free of your spit or any other poison,” he bargained.

“Deal,” I agreed.

“Deal,” he consented too as we shook hands and headed back to class.

I walked a little behind him and as soon as we turned around the corner, I stepped on the heel of his shoe, making him trip, but luckily for him, he caught the wall in time and balanced himself back on his steady feet.

“Ms. Diaz, what was that for?” he glared murderously while seething with rage.

“Oops, I am sorry Sir. It happened by mistake”, I sweetly apologized. “I promise not to do it again,” I said while making puppy eyes.

“Don’t act smart in front of me, Kyra. I swear if you pull out another prank then I will lock you up in the bathroom of our apartment and leave you tied up in a tub of ice,” he threatened.

What a jerk.

“Ok”, I grumbled, and we finally entered the classroom, only to come face to face with the Dean herself!

“Mr. Canary! Where have you been in the middle of the class, and why is there rat poop all over the teacher’s platform?” she demanded in an angry voice.

Xyler, for some reason, looked towards me, and then gave me an evil smirk before he made a puppy face and turned towards the Dean with the most innocent look.

Oh no no.

This looks bad. So bad.

I guess I am in trouble because of this devil now.

“A very good morning, Miss Sanchez! I was just trying to find you,” he beamed.

What?

Noooooo.

He said he wouldn’t rat me out after the deal!

“Oh really? And why is that?” the Dean flirtatiously asked.

Eww.

Gross.

She can be like his grandmother.

Blergh.

“This is Kyra Diaz, the new student of the Business course, Ms. Sanchez and…” he trailed off and suddenly dropped his voice to a whisper and continued. “She revealed that she wanted to work extra time as your assistant for the next one week, that is, till the time Macy is on leave. So, I decided to bring her to you before you decided to fill the position,” he said while flashing a mischievous grin towards me.

That’s absolute bullshit!

Just you wait, Xyler.

When my Lycan surfaces when I turn 18, I will make her tear you apart and eat you up limb by limb!

“I knew that you are a very sincere girl, Ms. Diaz. It is really kind of you to volunteer for the assistant post. You can start from today. Make sure to be in my office after the end of your classes at 4 o’clock sharp,” the Dean said and trotted out of the class in her visibly painful 3-inch pencil heels.

“That will be all, Ms. Diaz. You can go back to your seat,” Xyler said smugly and continued the lesson while I devised ways to get back at him for what he had fucking done.