The beginning

HEART GAMES.

--WRITTEN BY ONYEKE NAOMI.

Rose ignored his question and walked over to her desk where her notebook was laid on. She immediately turned away to leave.

“you’re rose right?”. He asked

“yes”. She replied her back still faced to him.

“oh I see”. He said letting go of the girl he was devouring. He walked over to her front and bent down to meet her gaze. “you’re Jordan’s little princess, aren’t you?. He calls you that so much I started to think you’re an actual princess”. He added still looking at her.

“please excuse me”. She said politely but there was a little edge in her voice that he spotted. He stepped aside so she could pass noticing that she doesn’t want anything to do with him. “thanks”. She said walking out of the class.

The next day. Rose told Jordan about the annoying encounter yesterday. He laughed as she narrated what happened.

“It’s not funny, Jordan. That was freaking awkward.” She said.

“I’m sorry, it’s just so hilarious. Like you actually saw that for the first time?. It’s a normal occurrence at the school. Who exactly was the guy?”. Asked Jordan.

“He’s tall, around 6’2 I’d say, his hair is short, dark in complexion and has gray eyes. That’s all I can say, I don’t really know him, but he seems to know you and I”. She replied.

“Oh that’s Carson, he’s probably the only guy that meets that description in this school. He’s pretty popular though almost everyone knows him, both guys and girls.”

“oh so that’s the infamous Carson all the girls were talking about?”. She said rolling her eyes to the thought of it. “he sure does enjoy the attention doesn’t he”.

Jordan chuckled and patted her head. “That’s why I like you rose. You’re not moved by other peoples’ opinion”.

****

Jordan and rose had business in the next building where the student council office was situated. The school was very populated, so there were division of classes like class 1-A, class 1-B, class 1-C and class 2A-C and class 3A-C. The first building was made up of class 1A-C and class2A-C.while the second building was class 3A-C and then some club rooms. Then there was a separate building for games and sports. While they were walking down the hall there was cluster of girls around the corner, they looked to see Carson towered over most of them.

“here we go again”. Said Jordan amusingly.

“Huh?”. Asked rose confused.

“every recess, the dude has a hoard of girls from different classes come ‘visit’ him in his class. They all low-key wish they could be the next Victim”.

“victim?. What the heck?” asked rose.

“remember what you witnessed yesterday?. Bruh actually takes advantage of what he gets. Although the girls are the ones that come unto him, he just gives them what they want. Not saying that it’s right though.”

“Such a creep” she insulted with a disgusted expression.

“rose!”

She heard someone call out her name and turned to look. Finding carson walking majestically towards her.

“Are you busy?” he asked ignoring Jordan’s presence.

“Yes can I help you?”. She tried to sound as normal as she could, but there was still that edge in her tone.

“Well…” started Carson bending down to her level. She wasn’t short but compared to his huge presence she looked small.

“I want to talk to you later, after school”. He continued.

“I’m sorry, but I have other plans.” She said looking away from his gaze. For some reason this guy made her skin crawl.

“Princess, I’ll see you at the council room”. Jordan said patting her hair playfully. A smirk curved up on his face as he walked off.

“See, he got it handled”. Carson said reaching out to grab her hand, but she subtly moved it away.

“You seem occupied”. She said as she glanced over at the girls behind him which were now glaring at her.

“I won’t want to interrupt”. She added as she turned from him and walked off.

****

After school, Rose told Jordan to go before her since he had something's to handle, and she was on cleaning duty again. When she arrived at her class, she was surprised to see, seated on a desk in her class was Carson.

“what are you doing here?”. She asked, her tone carried an edge of annoyance.

“Chill, I’m not here to have another make out session, trust me”. He replied smiling with amusement.

“I really don’t care if you do. Just don’t do it when it’s my turn to arrange the chairs”. She said arranging the chairs.

“you’re the only person cleaning?”. He asked curiously as he slowly walked towards her, who was trying not to look at him.

“They’ve done their part”. She replied still arranging the chairs. “Huh.” He was now right behind her bending over her shoulders.

“look if this is about the other day__”. She turned to fast and was now face to face, mere inches away from him. She didn’t realize how close he was.

“Hmm?, what about it?” he asked placing his hands on both side of the desk behind her. Trapping her between him and the desk.

“Step back” she commanded now glaring at him.

“Look, or rather listen. About the other day, you acted a bit cold towards me. Did I do something to offend you?”.

“Not really”. She replied as she pushed him back slowly with both her hands. “I’m in the middle of something, so please leave me alone.” She added.

“Do you hate me?”

“I don’t hate people”.

“Kind of seems like you do. Whenever you see me, you have this…expression”.

Rose sighs and ignores him.

“what do you hate about me?”.

“does it hurt your ego to see that not all girls are dying for you?”. Carson smiled at her sass and couldn’t help but admire her. “Not ‘dying’, just ‘appreciating’”.

He said as he studied her. She had brown short hair that she packed into a low bun. She wore stylish glasses, no one would realize they were medicated. With an oval face, brown eyes and full heart shaped lips, her skin was light and shiny. Likewise, she wasn’t too slender nor big, she was thick from her lower body, with well-rounded hip, but she wasn’t busty. Either way, it was obvious that she was pretty, and only a true man could see it.

“appreciate indeed” he thought as he stared at her.

Carson followed her after she was done till they reached the school gate.

“Are you going to keep following me?, what do you want from me?”. Asked Rose coming to a halt.

“Well, the thought that someone might actually hate me, bugs me. I make it my mission to avoid enemies”. He replied with that mischievous smirk he always has.

“he is so full of himself” rose thought.

“I’m guessing that only applies to girls”. Rose said while tucking back a loose strand of hair back into her bun. looking away from him, avoiding eye contact, as if uninterested in whatever it is he was spewing.

“Man” he thought there was something about the unintentional attitude she gave him that sparked something in him. It was like a challenge was being proposed. Her body language though subtle and unintentional, told him a lot of things he didn’t know it could.

“I’m pretty sure you have a lot of male enemies. You didn’t even know I exist until yesterday”. Rose continued

“Well now I do”.

And he was interested. He wanted to see and know everything about her, both inside and out.

“okay, let’s get this straight”.

“I don’t necessarily hate you. You haven’t done anything to me personally. But I’d rather not be associated with a narcissistic playboy” she continued. “Playboy? Narcissistic?”. He laughed.

“And who exactly have I played?, do you have proof?”. Asked Carson clearly amused by her confession.

“Don’t act like the girls you deceive into giving into you are nothing”.

“Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah”. He said touching his chest dramatically. “Baby girl’. He teased, his voice low and seductive.

“Don’t go accusing someone without knowing the full story. I don’t ‘deceive’ those girls, they ask for it they give in. If a girl comes to me with an intent to enjoy herself, why won’t I oblige?. I just give them what they so desperately ask for and in return I get to enjoy myself as well. If I didn’t really love any of them I wouldn’t give in you know”. He said as his lips curved up to an annoyingly beautiful smile she’d hate to admit.

He was a walking red flag, anyone could see it. And yet those girls decide to be blind.

“Sexual pleasure isn’t love. Carson". Rose said now looking straight into his eyes with annoyance. That was the first time she said his name and he didn’t know why, but he loved how it sounded on her lips.

“Then what’s love without it?”. He asked no longer smiling.

“I gotta go, find that out yourself”. Turning to leave when he grabbed her hand to stop her.

“Fine Then, since you know so much about love. Teach me what love is, rose”.

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