EMERSON'S POV

Getting ready for today is tiring for me. After a nice hot shower, I went into my walk in closet and choose today's outfit. Today I feel a little gloomy so I choose all dark colours clothing from my shirt, to my jacket, my jeans and even my undergarment. I choose my usual black Adidas sneakers and went to the bathroom again to use the mirror. I put on some hair wax to my blonde pixie haircut and style it neatly.

A little flick and I'm done. I proceed to put on some foundation to my face and a little eye liner, enough to compliment my eyes. I satisfy with my looks and proceed to text the driver to get ready. I kept my phone inside my pocket and went to my room. I pick up my bag that I placed on top of the bed earlier and went to my dresser. I pick out Polo No. 4 fragrance for men and spray it all over my body.

I walked towards my door and take a little peek outside to see if the coast is clear. I tip toe walking down the hallways and ran when I reached the stairs. I went outside and smiled when the driver waited for me. "Miss Larove... I'm Duncan. I will be yah driver today." I smiled at this dark skin hunk of a man. "Hello Duncan. Please call me Emerson." He smiled and opened the door. "Well if you say so Emerson." I got inside and giggled.

"Where to? School?" I think for a second. "Well I would like to have a hearty breakfast." He looked at me using the rear view mirror. "And I know just the place. Just hope your taste same like mine." I smiled. "Don't worry. I went to boarding school before." Duncan laughed and started to drive. I was looking around at LA morning scenery when I heard a song I actually love. I looked at him weirdly.

"You listen to Melanie Martinez?" "She's my Bae." Bae? Seriously? "How old are you?" "24. Married and will be a Father soon." I chuckled. "Does your Wife know this bae?" He shake his head. "Hell no. She will kill me!" I laughed. I looked outside again and wonder if Mom saw my little message that I prepared on top of my dresser. She will kill me when I get home but I'm not ready to meet Clare and that Peter guy. I know he's staying for the night because I can heard his voice when I went to grandma Carmen's private library last night.

The car stopped in front of a cafe and Duncan went out to opened my door. "Here yah go. My place to filled this belly." He rubbed his belly. I chuckled and got out. I noticed it's a very different environment. I totally can see a lot of staring going on. "Am I really allowed here?" "Yes don't worry. You're with me." Duncan lead me front door and opened it for me. "Thanks." I said politely. Inside, again a lot of people staring at me. It's rather unsettling.

"Relax. These people not that often seeing white people coming into their humble place to eat." Duncan said and pointed at the free table in the middle of the cafe. "Eh Duncan! Does your Wife know you're with a very young meat here?" A woman I assume the waitress asked him. "Nah. She's different. She's my boss." The waitress eyes widen. "A Larove?! In my cafe?!" I smiled at her. "Emerson." I offered my hand for her to shake.

She just looked at it and I feel like I'm doing something wrong. "Honey! She's waiting." She grabbed my hand and shake it. "I'm sorry. It's just I never dream of having a Larove here." I laughed. "I'm just a human being." "No miss. You're a gift. Your whole family is. I'm Honey by the way." She let go of my hand and looked at Duncan. "When Duncan said he nailed a job at the Larove estate, the whole Neighbourhood throwing him a party. It's not Everyday the member of our community accepted in an elite household."

"I'm just a driver." Duncan said. "No no. Not everyone in their right mind paying a driver over $4000 just for driving them anywhere." I chuckled. "That's actually our normal wages. Grandma said we have everything and it's only fair to give what we own to others who needed it the most." Honey smiled. "I'll be back with the food." But I didn't even ordered anything yet. I'm curious what she will bring to us. "Don't worry. She's a great cook."

I looked around and my eyes landed on a vacant building in front of the cafe. "What's that?" Duncan looked. "That's actually used to be the youth centre. But the mayor took it away saying that my kind of people don't need those centre." "What does he meant by that?" "In his eyes, my kind only doing drugs and stealing stuff." That's just so wrong. "Where will the youth go after that place is close?" "The park... Well if you can call that a park."

Honey came back with our food. My eyes widen when the plate is filled with pancakes and waffles with berries and syrup. "Wow." Honey smiled. "Enjoy your meal miss." "Please call me Emerson." She smiled and go to another table. I took the first bite and my eyes widen with excitement. "I know right." I nodded vigorously. This is the best waffles and pancake I ever eaten! "I shall bring my family here next time." Duncan laughed. "You should. And I'll gladly be your guide." I chuckled and continued to eat.

With one last bite, I swallow the waffle and place the fork. "The most hearty breakfast I ever had!" Duncan cheers our juice and laughed. I looked at the time and asked for the checks. Honey said its on the house but I didn't feel okay with it so I placed a $100 tip on the table. "To school?" Duncan asked as he entered the car. I nodded. Minutes later we arrived and Duncan was about to opened the door but I stopped him. "I'll text if I need a ride." Duncan nodded.

I got out and walked towards the school. I went straight to my locker and sighed when somebody spray the word 'Idiot' on it. Is this the best they could do? I shake my head and ignore everyone. They using my imperfection to make my life a living hell. I will have to get use to it. I just have to. For my parents who want me here. Suddenly I feel someone hold my head. I was about to turned when this person shove my head inside the locker hard. The person let go and I pulled my head back.

I feel hot liquid flowing down from my nose to my mouth. I traced it and sighed when I see blood. "Don't whine. Just a little blood." That voice. I will never forget that voice. It's Chase. Followed by series of laughter. I turned with my bloody nose to see Peter laughing. So this is the person who will marry my Sister? I chuckled. "What's so funny whore?" I didn't say anything. Chase looked around and smirked. "Peter... Jerry, hold that thing."

They instantly next to me and grabbed my arms hard. "You know I really hate it when you friends with Nia and Ann. Yes Ann is your Sister.." "And Clare." Peter added. "Yes and Clare. Why didn't you die when I beat you up with that baseball bat 3 years ago?" I looked at him and try to freeing myself from these bastards. "You will end up suicide with the amount of pain I'm going to give you now... Emerson. And I don't even care you're a Larove. Your grandmothers just old people. They can't even see anything! Even your parents have weakness right." He laughed and his first punch landed on my left cheek.

Another fist being thrown to my nose. Another and another and another. My face, my chest, my stomach is hurting so much right now I can't even expressed it. The guys let go of me and I slumped to the floor. Peter and Jerry joined Chase kicking my side and back with their feet. "That's enough. Don't let that thing die yet." Chase kicked my crotch with one last hard kick and it took every bit of me not to scream in pain. I ball up hoping they would stop, holding the pain in. With everyone watching, not one even bother to call for help.

They all laughed and walked away. I try to sit up straight and took a little breather and watched everyone who laughed and smiled at my misery. I reached out for my opened locker and try to stand on my own. I grabbed my bag and closed the locker. I walked towards the bathroom and sighed as I looked at myself on the mirror. "Now how do I explained this to my mothers." I pulled a clean clothe from my bag and rinse it. I washed every bit of dried blood gently.

Suddenly the door opened and it reveal the blonde goddess from yesterday. She was on the phone and instantly stopped talking when she see me through the mirror. "I'll call you back." She end the call and walked towards me. "Emerson?!" She turned my body and touched my face. She took the clothe from me and traced it on my bruise. I looked at her and wonder why she's doing this. She's so gentle yet I'm curious about this. I study her face. I want to touch her her smooth blonde hair with my fingers.

The door opened and she turned her head. Making me get back to reality. "Get out! This toilet is off limit for now!" The girl nodded and quickly walked out. "Get that jacket off. And lifted your shirt." I looked at her weirdly. "I'm not going to rape you. Just checking." I slowly took off my jacket and winced a little. "I'll help." She put my jacket on the sink and lifted up my shirt, revealing my sport bra. "You need to see the nurse. It's all bruise up bad." "It's okay." Nia looked at me.

"You never change Emerson." I smiled and winced at the same time. "It's okay." I put on my shirt again. "It's not okay!" I put on my jacket. "I'm fine. Thanks." Nia looked at me and huffed. "Just you see what I will do Emerson." I waved at her and walked out. I went to class and and smiled at the teacher. "Miss Larove are you alright." I have her two thumbs up. "Like a million bucks."

I sit and focus in every class until lunch time. But knowing a lot of people will be looking and laughing at me, I skipped lunch and went to the school garden. A couple of girls walked passed me and looked at me weirdly. They were about to say something when I heard Ann. "Move along or I'll kill each one of you." The girls walked away from us, fast. I turned to see Ann with her cheer uniform. She smiled. I smiled back. I turned to looked at the scenery again.

She went next to me and sit. "Nia told me about what had happen." "Of course." Ann chuckled. "She can be very... Nosy." I chuckled. "Emerson... Can I looked at your face?" I sighed and turned to meet her. She touched every bruise and sighed. "Chase did this?" I didn't say anything. "I told Mom about this... She's coming to see the principal and Chase's parents." I should have known. Nia and her big mouth. Now I'm going to be dead.

"I call my Mother. She agree to end his life." Nia said behind us. "Thanks babe." "Babe?" Ann chuckled. "We used to date." "Oh." Nia went to sit next to Ann. "Emerson. Why don't you just beat him up?" "I was held. Peter and some guy... He's bald." "Jerry?" Ann asked. I nodded. "Wait Peter?! Clare's Boyfriend?" "Is there any other Peter?" Nia and Ann looked at each other. Nia stand and knelt in front of me. "Be my Girlfriend." I was taken aback by her sudden words.

"Pretending of course. Just in school." "Yes Emerson. I think they won't dare to bully you when you're with Nia. She's a the queen and everyone scared of her." I chuckled. "This is ridiculous." I laughed. I noticed they both not laughing. "You guys were serious?!" They both nodded. "It's the only way Emerson." Ann said. "Plus I'm single. For now. People will believe it." "Please Emerson." Ann begged. "Isn't this will make me more a target of I'm 'dating' the school notorious queen?"

"They don't dare to say anything. I am like you said, notorious. And my first duty as your girl, let's go to the principal office and kill Chase Willis. Ann dear help me." Nia and Ann went to both my side and grabbed my arms. "Ow!" I winced. "Sorry babe." Nia said and pout. Ann laughed. They both dragged me towards the administration building while everyone looking at us weirdly, shockingly and wondering why they both touching me and laughing with me.

"Put your eyes back into their sockets bitches, this work of art is mine! And mine alone." Nia announced and walked again. "Do you think it's a good idea?" I asked them both. "I'm pretty sure they won't be touching you ever again." Nia answered. "Did you see Peter and the other Football team face?" Ann asked. "I know right!" They both laughed while I'm like a prisoner being taken to prosecution box. We entered the principal quarters and we saw Abigail talking to her vice principal.

She nodded her head to us so Abigail could look at us. "Oh. Please have a seat." Abigail said and smiled at us. She keep continued to talk to the VP and she just nodded at everything Abigail said. A couple of minutes later, the VP left us. "Emerson... Nia told me what happen. I will make sure he will get what he deserve." She smiled. "Since none of the parents arrive yet, please go to the medical wing and ask the nurse to take pictures of the bruising." Abigail turned to Ann.

"Make sure the nurse took every picture." "Oh I will." Nia said and wink. Abigail looked at us weirdly. "You two? I thought..." Abigail pointed at Ann and Nia. "We ended it. Now I'm with Emerson." Nia said and 'pretendedly' kiss my bruise cheek. I moved my cheek from her luscious lips and wiped it off. She glared and grabbed my arm closer. Abigail laughed. "Well go now. Miss Milton will be at the medical wing waiting for you." I nodded and followed Ann and Nia to the school medical wing.

Ann knocked at the white door and a low come in signalled us to opened the door. "Nurse Milton?" Ann call out. "In here." We all heard her voice but not herself. "Sorry. I was rearranging the store area. You must be Emerson." A woman appeared from the storage room and offered her hand. "Hey nurse. She's my Bae." Nia said. Nurse Milton chuckled. "Oh Nia. Don't worry. My fiancée will not be okay with it if I hooked up with a student again." Again? "But you have to admit, experimental on me is amazing." My eyes widen and I can't believe what she just said.

Ann just chuckled. "Oh yes. Very memorable." Nurse Milton chuckled. "Come on. Sit on the medical exam table." I nodded and sit on the table. She asked me to took off my jacket and shirts. "If you feel uncomfortable, I can ask your sister and Nia to wait outside." I shake my head. "It's okay." Nurse Milton smiled and help me took off my jeans. Now I'm only in my undergarment. I noticed Nia's eyes landed on my crotch. Ann grab her and dragged her out of the room. I smiled at Ann.

"Umm. Nurse Milton... They kick my... You know." I gestured at my lower abdomen. Her eyes followed and smiled. "Got it. Don't worry. This will only take a second." I nodded and let her do her job. "I will give you something for the swelling." "Thanks. I need that. The pain is unbearable." She turned my body and took a picture of my side. "So... You and Nia huh." "Apparently so." She looked confused. "I mean yes." She smiled. "Don't worry much about her wild, temper and social life. She's actually a very very kind person."

I smiled. "That's good to know." "May I?" She asked for permission. I nodded and she took off my underwear. "Oh my... Did they..." I nodded. "You really need to check this at the hospital." Seriously? It's that bad? I looked down and my thigh all bruise up. "Damn." I laughed. "I will." She smiled. "Good. Or Nia will dragged you to her Sister." "Sister?" "Yes. Samantha. She's a doctor." "Oh.." I looked around the room and my eyes landed on a picture frame.

"That's your fiancée?" She turned. "Yup. That's him." She placed the camera on the table. "All done." I smiled and put on my underwear again. And my other clothes. She went to the door and call for Ann and Nia. They walked in as I put on my jacket. "So babe... Did she harass you?" I laughed. "No." "Emerson. Let's go meet Abigail again." I nodded and followed Ann outside. Nia followed us closely behind. "Love you Emerson." Ann said.

I laughed. "Why is that?" "Because I do." We entered the administration building again. Abigail went to see us. "Mr and Mrs Willis is here." Abigail looked at me. "You may enter." "Us too." Abigail nodded. "Sure. Go in with her." We all entered Abigail's office followed by her. "Hey dad. That's her. The fatty and alien." Nia was about to kill Chase when I hold her hand. "Jesus! It's just pretending!" I leaned in to Nia. "Well I need to be very convincing." I shake my head.

"Sit down girls. And you Mr Willis, mind your manners." "Don't talk to our Son like that!" Mrs Willis said to Abigail. "This is my office and my school. He's my student." "And I'm a lawyer." "Shut up Tania!" Mr Willis yelled. "I'm sorry Mrs. Thompson." "Abigail have guts." I asked while leaned in to Ann. "You have no idea." "Dirty politician." Nia said under her breath. I noticed Mrs Willis looked at me. I looked at her back. I noticed she wore a very clean cut tailor suit. With her brown hair in a neat bun, she must be from work.

Then my eyes landed on Mr. Willis. Neatly comb hair, perfect tailored suit, power is all over this man. Maybe he's a politician, like Nia just said. "Don't stare at my parents with that disgusting eyes." "Shut up Chase!" Nia sneered. "Antonia!" Abigail warned. Nia leaned back and crossed her hand while puffing her cheeks. She's actually looked like a angry hamster. I smiled at her behaviour. "Will this take long?" Mr Willis asked. "Yes. Where is this imbecile parents." Mrs Willis added.

"We're here. Sorry we're late. I have an important meeting." Mom walked in with mommy. "And we just landed from the Bahamas." That voice! Grandma Carmen walked in with Grandma Larissa. Mr and Mrs Willis reaction when they see them is priceless. "Now you know who's you're dealing with." Nia said under her breath. "Oh. Parker." Grandma Carmen said and Mr. Willis looked at her with... Fear? "Hello Mrs. Larove... Mrs Larove..." He showed his fake smile to my grandmothers.

Grandma Carmen fix her suit jacket and sit next to Mom. "So Abigail. What's going on?" Grandma asked. Grandma Larissa went to sit next to me on the couch. "Well... Look at Emerson." Grandma Carmen turned. "Oh my... So he did it?" Abigail nodded. "You have no proof!" Chase bantered. Abigail smiled. She reached for a remote and click a button. The TV showed the moment where those three guys beating me up. "And why the other boys not here?" "Oh Mr Willis, my VP is calling them now.

"Is that Peter?!" Mommy asked. "Yes. Peter Banks." "Ann... Please call Clare to be here." Mom said. Ann nodded and stand. I turned to Nia. She just smiling like its some kind of show. She turned and blow me a kiss. "This will be fun to witness!" She beamed. Her choice of entertainment is so different than mine...