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“Are you allergic to spice, Lia?” Ajax asked, walking closer to me.
“I am not, but I am not drinking that if that’s the idea,” I replied.
“Oh, that’s a wonderful idea, actually. I was thinking of serving this to you with French fries, but your vision is so much better.”
“Yeah, sure you were,” I said.
Ajax shrugged. “In either case, it’s time to drink.” He uncapped the bottle and extended it towards me. “You have ten seconds.”
“Or what?” I asked.
“Still asking that question?” Aaron said.
“She doesn’t learn, does she?” said Sheila.
“She will this time,” Warner declared, stepping right behind me.
I frowned, turning my head to look at him.
“Ten,” he announced.
I rolled my eyes, shaking my head.
“Nine, eight, seven, six.”
“Hey!” I scowled, my heart jumping. I grabbed the bottle of hot sauce from Ajax’s hands.
Warner smirked.
“Good girl. Now drink.”
I stared at the bottle, then looked around for an escape.
Warner leaned in to my ear. “Don’t even think about it.”
I swallowed.
“Five,” Warner said, so I’d hurry.
“Four,” said Ajax after missing a beat.
“Lia, Lia, Lia,” Sheila started to sing. The rest of the cafeteria joined in, as though this was some challenge and they were here to support me. Did it seem like I wanted to do this?
“Three!” Warner yelled, making every single person in the room flinch.
My heart pounded in my chest as thick silence fell. My ear almost rang from how loud he was.
“Two,” Ajax said, a shadow crossing his face..
I think he’d already decided what they’d do to me next.
So before they’d get to ‘one’, I cursed under my breath and brought the bottle to my lips. I thought I’d take a tiny drop and then remove it, but I should’ve known better. Warner placed one hand on the back of my neck, and held the hot sauce with the other, tipping it up. The burning liquid poured into my mouth, right down my throat, setting my entire system on fire.
He let go barely a second later, but the damage was done. I retched, spitting half of it out, onto the floor. I coughed as tears rolled down my cheeks, my tongue and mouth burning. My face felt hot, and laughter broke out throughout the cafeteria. Did they not realise this actually hurt?
I tried to run as the flashes began, people recording videos and clicking pictures. But Ajax grabbed my wrist before I’d make it out of their circle, and raised my arm up as though I was some champion.
“Everybody, put your hands together for Loser Lia! Turns out she isn’t as weak as she seems. Look how bravely she stands here after drinking half a bottle of hot sauce!”
Everyone laughed harder, breaking into cheers and hooting.
Hot tears rolled down my cheeks, as the burning sensation increased every second. I tried to free my wrist from Ajax’s hold, but his fingers dug into my skin. The world started to get blurry, so I did the only thing I could think of in that moment. I threw hands.
My hand whipped across Ajax’s face, the sound of the slap drowning out all other noise. That was probably not what actually happened, just what I imagined. But people did fall silent when they realised what I’d done.”
I had just slapped Ajax Hale.
In front of everybody.
For a second there, the realisation made me forget the burn in my throat.
My wide eyes fell on Warner, whose glare seemed enough to bury me five feet into the ground. He stepped forward and grabbed me by the collar, lifting me off the floor.
Now gasps broke out, and people stepped away in horror.
My heart threatened to beat out of my chest. This was a man who had sent multiple people to the hospital before.
“You’re gonna regret this,” he practically growled, and threw me to the side, sending me stumbling away.
I clenched my eyes shut, bracing for the impact of crashing against the floor, but before that could happen, an arm wrapped around my stomach, breaking my fall.
The air buzzed with whispers and surprised gasps once more. I regained my composure and steadied myself, grabbing onto the arm that had saved me for dear life.
When I glanced up, I could barely see the face of my saviour, my having fallen off when Warner pushed me. But my vision wasn’t actually this bad, so I realised it was only blurred. with unshed tears. I blinked a couple of times, and it cleared, my breath catching in my throat.
A tall, gorgeous boy, with eyes as green as the forest, and hair as light as snow. His physique was similar to Zane’s, and in all honesty, he was almost as good looking too. He was a transfer student, or maybe he was entirely new in town. Because I was certain I’d never laid eyes on him before.
His gaze met mine, and softened, while his free hand came to cradle my cheek. He brushed away my tears with the pad of his thumb, making my stomach explode with butterflies.
“You alright?” he asked with a gentleness I wasn’t used to.
I nodded awkwardly, not trusting my voice at the moment.
“What’s going on?” a voice boomed through the cafeteria, and I stiffened, recognising it.
Zane was here.
The green-eyed boy’s gaze fixed behind me, his face hardening.
Without another word, he gently pushed me behind himself, standing protectively in front of me.
My mouth fell open, as I stared at his back in awe.
Finally… someone who had the guts to stand up to The Hounds.
-LIA’S POV-
I peeked at The Hounds from behind my saviour, my gaze instantly meeting Zane’s. My heart gave a thump in my chest.
“Is anyone going to tell me what’s happening here?” Zane asked, his face hard.
“Lia has a new friend,” said Ajax. “Never seen him before.”
“He’s new here,” Warner said. “He wouldn’t dare meddle in what doesn’t concern him if he wasn’t.”
My green eyed saviour chuckled. “You wanna talk about daring?” he asked, stepping forward. “Try picking on someone. your own size and then use these big words.”
Warner stepped closer too, looking ready for a fight, but to my surprise, Zane stepped in, pushing him back.
“Who are you?” he asked.
“My name’s Blake Walker,” my saviour announced, and I could bet girls took a mental note of it. In fact, I even spotted a few immediately going onto their phones, probably to search him up on socials. I held back an eye roll. “And there’s nothing I hate more than men who terrorise women and feel good about themselves.”
Sheila smiled sarcastically at his comment, while The Hounds. only looked further pissed.
When Warner took another step closer to Blake, my eyes widened. I knew how ruthless Warner was. While Blake looked strong, I wasn’t sure if he knew what he was up against. I most definitely did not want to see him get beaten up on his first day here. Not for me at least.
“Guys, please,” I said, stepping forward and grabbing Blake’s sleeve. “It’s-it’s okay. Thank you for stepping in. There is no need for violence, we’re all just schoolmates. Nothing serious.”
Blake glanced down, where I held him, then looked at me.
Zane too did the same.
“They need to be put in their place,” Blake said softly. “Why are you scared?”
I stared up at him, my heart warming. He was a literal hero.
“I’m not scared,” I whispered. “I just don’t want you to fight for me. It’s unnecessary. Thank you.”
A tear rolled down my cheek, thanks to how much my throat still burned. I felt Zane’s eyes on me, but I didn’t dare to look at him.
“Okay,” Blake said, gently taking my hand. “Let’s go then for now.”
I nodded, ready to be stolen away by him. But before we could take a single step, Warner walked up to us. Blake immediately pushed me behind himself again, meeting his glare with one. of his own. I watched with wide eyes as they stared each other down.
“You think you can just leave?” he chuckled. “This is our school, newbie. We call the shots here.”