🌹🖤THE PICKPOCKET TOMBOY 🖤🌹
[She’s Sassy…]
THEME: The Grand Hottie’s Kissmate
©2025 Wizzy Babe C. All rights reserve
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CHAPTER 49&50
It’s been five minutes since Alex— the Sharmer King— left but Eric hadn’t moved from where he stood.
If his boots were glued to the ground or there’s a force holding him there, he doesn’t know, but he wasn’t ready to leave.
Alex is his Sharmer King.
She had had this natural hatred for him since they were both little. He had hated her too.
But now, says why she grew this insane hatred for him— Because he’s been a jerk. Without knowing her as his savior, he ill-treated her, gave her no breathing space, gave her the reason to hate him more, he annoyed and frustrated her.
He was happy doing that, but later on, he didn’t wanted to let her go out of his sight. He wanted to see her everyday, talk to her, kiss her.
And now he’s regretting being that jackass she calls him. She’s right, he’s a jackass.
A proud jerk. Weakie.
He isn’t regretting everything he had done to her because he just found out she’s his Sharmer King. But because he’s been hiding his changed feelings… pretending to STILL hate her when he doesn’t.
It’s not late, right? Especially now that he’s known her secret. It’s not late treating her like his Sharmer King.
She’s crazy for making him wander, searching for his savior when that savior is his Kissmate.
Eric finally moved, he took out his phone and sent Alex’s address to a number.
The number called immediately and he placed the phone on his right ear.
“Hello, Young CEO, the address you sent to me…”the man in the other line spoke up. Definitely one of Eric’s messengers.
“She’s a tomboy, you should know what her type likes. Search for everything and deliver them as gifts to that address”Eric replied.
“Tonight?”
Eric paused and joined his lips together.
He didn’t even think of that. If the gifts are delivered tonight, she’ll know that he knows something about her secret.
“No, tomorrow morning. Label it as a gift from her project partner. Then…”Eric smirked.
“Special boxes with tubes, crop tops and bum shorts. Find her room and sneak it in with the label that says from her Kissmate”he completed, already imagining her anger in his head.
Can he stop wanting her craziness?
“Okay, CEO. I’ll inform you when it’s all done”the messenger replied.
Eric hung up and pocketed his phone, smiling.
Two can play the game. She’s not gonna reveal herself as the Sharmer King? Fine.
He’ll act along, being her everything now.
“Dude, is this the washroom?”Derek jogged to him.
He didn’t turn back, instead he brought out Alex’s necklace from his pocket, kissing it.
“Owww, now that’s crazy. You now carry her necklace everywhere you go, to the extent of kissing it? Man, this is more than Kissmates shit. I gave you a billion to teach me how to be holy but I guess I should be the one teaching you,”Derek scoffed.
Eric turned to him and he blinked. Once. Twice. Fifty times.
Eric has been his best friend for fifteen years now but Derek has never seen him this way. Eric has never smiled this wide.
Not only is the smile wide. It’s cute and mouthwatering.
“Holy cow,”Derek muttered. “What happened?”he lingered closer.
“It’s between my Kissmate and I. You wouldn’t wanna know, it’s a secret”Eric patted his shoulder fondly. He gave him a hard hit and walked away, still keeping that ???y smile.
Derek touched the spot Eric had harshly beaten and frowned at nothing.
“füç?ity füç?, what’s going on?”he muttered.
•Halcyon Orphanage•
Dennis sat on the broken bench by the fence Winter escapes from every time it’s her work day.
It’s almost twelve am but he isn’t ready to sleep. He can’t sleep.
Every scene of him and Winter replayed in his head. Both flying kites at a young age, blowing bubbles and chasing pigeons.
Growing up, how Winter had seen her first menstrual period and cried hell for bleeding through her private part. Dennis rushed her to the orphanage clinic, scared that she might be dying.
‘She’s fine, Dennis. It’s a good sign’
Those were the words the orphanage nurse had assured him with.
Winter couldn’t do a thing that day since she was in pain, Dennis had washed her bloody clothes and fed her.
He could still remember them both sitting out late at night on the ground, staring at the sky. Sometimes, even without using lights, Winter would draw the moon and stars….
“Den,”Winter ran to him.
“You aren’t sleeping yet. I went to your quarter but you weren’t there, I’ve been looking all over for you since then”she said and sat beside him. He didn’t look at her, his eyes stayed on the sky.
“Oh look, my favorite star is out,”she pointed. Dennis didn’t reply and she looked at him.
“Den,”she called.
Dennis adjusted a bit from her and focused his eyes back on the sky.
Winter’s pupils creased and she bit her lower lip in surprise.
She adjusted next to him and he sighed before standing up. Winter’s head banged, she couldn’t take it as her eyes went up to him.
“What did I do wrong?”she whispered.
Dennis still didn’t reply, he started walking away and Winter followed him immediately, holding his arm.
He paused but didn’t look back at her.
“Den, please. Since yesterday you didn’t talk to me and I was scared to talk to you because you were annoyed with me. I thought that by now, you’d have forgiven me but you’re really still keeping malice with me? Because I said Rhapsody was a friend? Why? Why the sudden hate for Rhapsody?”she said.
“Why are you mad at me for being close with Rhapsody? I was just trying to protect you.. you’ve done a lot for me and I was just helping… so why are you really mad at me?”she added.
“Because I wanna be mad at you Winter,”he replied. She left him in confusion. He didn’t look back as he walked away.
Leaving her alone.
•Wednesday morning~Alex’s Home•
Alex got down from her bed, yawning. She checked her neck on her mirror, the tattoo is still concealed. She smirked and walked out of the room in her boy shorts and t-shirt. No slippers under.
Christy was in the kitchen, preparing dinner. It’s morning but she’s already setting the things for dinner since she won’t be able to do all these things after work.
Tonight is gon’ be a long night.
So she’s making something mouth watering.
Grilled turkey and salmon, burritos, spicy seafood pasta, ramen, quinselladas, mashed potatoes, fries, sauteed vegetables and fruits. There’s already a huge bottle of refrigerated condensed milk for Alex.
If she’s going to tell Alex the truth about her real dad, she has to be well prepared. She’s gotta bribe Alex with all these, at least Alex loves her food.
But then, she’s scared Alex might leave her. Alex wouldn’t wanna sit at home after finding out about her father, that girl will try to meet him.
And… and… Christy wouldn’t wanna let Omar know about Alex. She doesn’t wanna have anything to do with Omar Stone. She only gave her child the last name ‘Stone’ because she doesn’t have one.
Christy grew up in the rough part of The United States where no one cared about the other. She found herself in the Streets with other children and begging for alms was what they do best.
Her ‘mom’ (at least the young adult then had taken care of her till she turned three) told her she was found as an infant on the streets. Calculating from the day she was found till now, Christy is thirty-six years old.
Christy was just privileged to grow up without catching severe sickness like others… some even died. Others… well, maybe they now have families.
She luckily became a scholarship student of Stars High and she was lucky to meet Omar Stone, the son of the main founder of the school.
Christy, stop thinking, you have nothing to do with him now. And there’s no need to be worried, he definitely won’t see Alex anywhere. He has another daughter and…
What if Alex tries all means to see him?
“Momma, what’s all these? Holy devil! It’s not my birthday yet and it’s definitely not yours”Alex widened her eyes immediately she entered.
Christy turned to her and smiled slowly. “All these are to beg you tonight”she replied.
“Beg or Bribe?”Alex chuckled, already walking to prick out a part of the grilled turkey.
She ate and smiled, taking some more.
“Alexa! That’s for later,”Christy slapped her hand away and snatched the tray from that island, walking away.
“Momma, but you said they were all for me,”Alex pouted hungrily.
“I said tonight”the latter placed one hand on her waist, the other on the island, relaxing on the elbow.
“It’s the same. I’ll eat ’em all. I should even start eating, Rhapo and Cat will want some too”Alex argued, going for the milk.
“Alexa, I wanna use them to tell you about your dad,”Christy confessed.
Alex’s hands paused and she turned to her mom with hope, glinting eyes.
“For real?”she whispered.
“For real”Christy nodded slowly… unsure.
“I just need the necklace, it’ll make me remember more,”she added.
Alex looked down, as if devising something dubious in her head.
“Okay,”she looked up and smiled at Christy. “Thanks Momma,”she added.
“Thanks for waiting these eighteen years…”Christy couldn’t complete her words because Alex had choked her in the tightest hug ever.
She hugged her back but sensing foul play, she broke the hug, frowning.
Alex pouted with a mouthful of the moved turkey. She’s been stylishly picking a few parts with her fingers.
“Don’t blame me, I love meat!”she snapped.
“I guess you’re just waking up, you haven’t brushed your teeth but here you are… eating!”Christy snapped.
Alex rolled her eyes and relaxed, chewing.
“Mind you, your lips are getting bigger. You’re no longer a virgin on the lips right?”Christy pointed at her own lips.
Alex’s eyes left their sockets.
“Last time, the house smelled different, now your lips are…”she continued.
“Momma, why’d you say that?! Remember I told you I’mma remain celibate till forever!”Alex replied.
“Well, you’ll be late for school if we decide to focus on this topic”Christy started packing up the buffet.
“Jesus Christ, Momma!”Alex blinked.
Christy turned to her and the doorbell rang, disrupting their moment.
Alex rolled her eyes and walked out, going to the door.
She frowned.
A large, modernized delivery box with tyres? Who dropped this?
“What’s that?”Christy walked to her.
“I don’t… I don’t know,”she muttered. Christy walked to the door and checked the box. She read the label and rolled the box in.
“Wow, I can’t believe this,”she said.
Alex got to her and checked the label. ‘To Alexandra Stone, From her project partner’
“I’m really speechless. I can’t wait to see Eric Grande too, I knew he wasn’t proud, The rumors about him are just a hazard. Who wouldn’t talk about him? He literally owns The U.S, but wait, you’re his project partner? That means you’re gonna be with him for a full week? Alexa, this is a miracle!”Christy exclaimed.
She brought out different boxes, and when she opened them, she gasped.
A headset…. Christy gasped.
Pair of fine boots.
Crogs… more gasps.
Necklaces— not chokers… the Tomboy style.
Blue sneakers…
Christy never stopped ululating. Alex watched her mom blandly, rolling her eyes every now and then.
“First, you were drunk at that party and he took you home, now he’s sending gifts. Damn, he’s so nice. What’s wrong?”Christy asked, feeling the tension.
“I’m fine with the ones I get from my talent, they’re expensive too. I love the ones you get for me, they’re loving. I’m fine with my things and I’m going to call him to take back those things. Stop unpacking them momma”Alex pulled the large box from her and left it, going to her room.
“Won’t you just stop pickpocketing? It’s not nice. Also, it’s Eric Grande— the proudie— we’re talking about here!”Christy shouted.
Alex got her phone from her bed, about to text Eric when she noticed something.
Another box. Not really large like the one in the living room but still large.
The label says ‘From your Kissmate’
She walked to it and opened it. Her face turned red, not in bashfulness but craziness.
Why does that Weakie love annoying her? Why?
Before she could unlock her phone to give him a life changing curse, he already texted her.
Grand Hottie: You mightn’t know, but I’ll tell you because I’ve seen you in those… They’re S3xy on you.
You’ll put them on for me one day, will you?
Alex wanted to just swear. Murder him with a reply but then, he’s a jerk. He just wants her madness and HE WON’T GET IT.
She tossed her phone on the bed, walking into the bathroom.
•Stars High•
•A new student!
•So? New students are always trooping in like swarms of bees.
•A hot as fúck, male new student!
•Where? Take me there!
•Beats me, he’s crazily cute. Grand Hottie is handsome, and the new student is too cute I wanna sleep on his face.
•He’s not in school uniform, I think he’s a scholarship
•Owww, not good.
•Does it matter? he can’t be bullied. AT ALL.
The news spread like a flash and everyone… Every girl ran to get a glimpse of the new cute student.
If Jay were to be a human, he’d have been long gone. He’d have died.
The students are choking him, hugging him, kissing his face…
And he likes the attention.
Wow, being a human is so much fun.
•What’s your name, new student?
•Can I call you MINE?
•How old are you?
•Your tattoo is beautiful
•Why are you so cute?
Questions upon questions and Jay answered like programmed.
“I’m Jay Grande and I’m not a student. No, don’t call me yours, I’m everyone’s. Umm, age is disclosed. Thanks for that. I’m cute because I was created to be cute. I think I like roses now. I love playing basketball. I love playing drums. No, I’m not a god. Yes, you can hug me as much as you want…”
Girls fainted on one another, screaming.
•Did you say Jay Grande? Are you related to our Grand Hottie?”
Jay nodded boldly.
•How?
Alex got down from Rhapsody’s car with her. Cathy got down from the backseat and her jaw dropped.
“Is… is he a human?”she muttered.
“If only they knew,”Rhapsody muttered, chuckling.
“That what?”Alex and Cathy chorused.
“I don’t know. I just guess Thomas Grande is being himself. I’ll ask Eric though,”she replied.
Winter walked past them, heading straight to the school building without looking at the new student or at Rhapsody.
When she finally looked up, her eyes found the trio. But she couldn’t bring herself to stare deeper at Rhapsody, she increased her pace, walking away.
“Now, weren’t you her bestie yesterday?”Alex asked.
“Yeah, surprising,”Rhapsody chuckled.
“Guys, I’m going to… yunno”Cathy said and waved them both before walking away.
“She’s serious,”Rhapsody smiled.
“Aren’t you worried about Winny? Bitch literally avoided you”Alex asked.
“Hmm, I know”Rhapsody smirked and followed after Dennis immediately she spotted him.
“Bitch. Smart fúcking bítch”Alex chuckled.
“Wait here for me. Be back in a jiff”Rhapsody turned and mouthed.
“Bet,”she replied, showing her linked forefinger and thumb.
She sat on the bonnet of the car, wishing she had her bike and as she wished, she watched the new celebrity.
She got ideas about him just there on her spot.
Jay turned and she noticed his TATTOO.
“What?”she muttered. Okay, people are out there with rose tattoos on their necks buh… well, this is getting interesting.
Belles stayed on the other side of the garage on Isa’s car’s bonnet, watching the scene.
Mira sat on the middle of the bonnet, Ana and Isa sat on the left and right respectively.
There are lollipops in their mouths.
“He came to see Grand Hottie, I’m quite sure. Why’s The Grande’s family this perfect?”Ana mouthed, swinging her kneeboots mid air, hands by her side.
“You’re done crushing on the Sharmer King?”Isa snarled.
“No, I can crush on them both”Ana snarled too.
Mira just watched. Her eyes are different.
As expected, he texted. She looked at her phone by her side and picked it.
Big Head: Juniper’s home. I’m sure you know there.
Now this guy is really annoying. Mira what have you gotten yourself into? If only you weren’t too curious.
She sighed and slid down the car, walking to hers. She entered and drove off.
“Seriously?”Ana adjusted.
She looked at Isa only to see her on a chat again.
•An Empty Hall•
Cathy got to the hidden part of the hall and dropped her bag on the floor. She unzipped it, brought out a medium size MP and removed her glasses, keeping it in her glass pack.
She pressed a button on her phone and ‘Bloodline’ by Ariana Grande was played.
No one’s here. Just her. Doing a little dance practice.
Cathy killed it. She didn’t just rehearse. She danced flawlessly, swirling her hips.
Throwing legs back and forth, splitting.
If her friends were here, she’d have tried to dance but just a little. But now it’s only her. She’s perfect.
Or is it only her?
Since Derek was early today, he decided to come slumber here and he’d be sleeping just fine if someone didn’t come here to distract him with loud music.
“Holy fúck”he groaned sitting up. He looked around to know where the noise was coming from…
His eyes met Cathy’s backside far away and he stood up, he lost it.
Damn, that pretty large bouncy arse. Damn. Damn.
Why’d she’s even come here? She should have known this is his place by now. Well, Eric hasn’t come yet, so maybe… just maybe she’s thinking he hasn’t come too.
Derek walked to her without making it noticeable. He stood a few meters behind, watching her.
Damn, she’s a mad dancer. Shy people dance this perfectly?
“Stop being a wallflower, Princess”he muttered to himself. Of course she wouldn’t hear.
Not when music blasts in the air like mad.
The hall is soundproof so no one outside is gonna hear.
Derek’s eyes accidentally met her arse and he folded his fists, looking away. He couldn’t. Those corrupt eyes surely found their way back there.
He took complete steps to her, forgetting he was supposed to be a changed dude, forgetting she’s not one of his sluts, forgetting everything.
He spanked her arse, it bounced.
Cathy gasped and turned back. Her eyes flew madly wide and she almost slapped him…
He noticed that and held his wrist immediately, groaning in pain.
Cathy’s hand dropped. Derek wasn’t done, he fell on both knees.
“füç?, it hurts, Fu.. ck”he groaned.
“Derek Denaley,”she rushed to him, he fell to the floor and she followed, kneeling beside him.
“What… ahhh!”she screamed as he pulled her by her waist. Her weight landed on him, lying exactly on him.
Both eyes ran on each other.
“You’re a mad, ???y dancer”he winked.
•Back Outside~Same time•
Alex was still staring at the ongoing scene.
The tired girls were never tired and Jay wasn’t, he’s a robot anyway.
He gave his attention.
Eric’s robot inspired car drove in and the screams escalated to another level.
They left Jay, running to Eric’s car.
They crowned the Grande’s family gods right there.
“Get out!”Eric glared. Girls moved away, lingered near and moved away again.
Eric walked to Jay and the latter smiled.
“If I asked, you wouldn’t want me to come so I came myself. I came to see you but these humans…”Jay said, whispering the last word.
“Leave Jay, you can’t bleed and you’re being pressed. You won’t want anyone noticing you,”Eric replied.
“But I don’t wanna leave. I love it here. I’ll just push them if they come near”Jay argued.
“You’re not a fúcking student!”Eric glared.
“Yes Eric. I’m leaving…”Jay stopped talking immediately he saw Alex.
He’s a robot so it’s not love but it’s something else. Her neck.
Alex made sneering faces, Eric noticed Jay’s stare and he punched him on the face.
Gasps.
To everyone, it’s shocking.
What’s more shocking, Jay didn’t bleed. He just staggered a little. Intentionally.
“Stop pretending,”Eric scoffed and started walking to Alex.
She sneered the more, ready to give him his punch too.
“I was just looking at her neck, it’s concealed and there’s a rose tattoo on the neck”Jay followed Eric.
“I don’t need your help Jay. Telling me after I already found out?”Eric replied and Jay stopped walking.
“A female with a male’s lookalike?”he muttered, scanning the tattoo with his eyes as he stood there.
He was gathered again.
•Wow, you’re strong.
•You’re really Grand Hottie’s relative.
•Lost brother? Cousin? How are you both related?
Jay only smiled.
Eric got to Alex and she released the punch to his face but he caught her fist midair, putting it down.
“Chill, you clearly said you won’t show me your madness”he said. She glared.
“What?”
“After you saw the box of bum shorts and crop tops, you were bent on killing me, but you didn’t. So don’t,”he smiled.
Alex’s eyes drowsed. Did he just… smile?
She took her hand away from him but he took it again, placing it on his chest.
“Hey, what the füç?!”she snarled.
Now, they are the center of attraction… attention… attachment.. anything ‘att’
“Let’s hold hands as we walk in”he said.
“NO in capital letters. Listen, Weakie. We’re just Kissmates— which you forced me in— and project partners not some darn….”
“Darn what?”he intentionally butt in.
This is the time to be a little calm with her— his savior. But nah, he won’t let her angry face skip past him.
It’s cute.
“Arsehole,”she rolled her eyes and jumped down from the bonnet. “I’m waiting for Rhapo”she added.
“No, let’s go,”he replied and pulled her, walking away.
“Hey! Let go. My shoes… damn! Hey!”she screamed.
Eric still walked, holding her tight by the wrist.
“Eric Motherfúcking Grande!”she wriggled free.
Eric left her and she shot her red eyes at him, glaring hatefully.
Ouu, that last word. Eric doesn’t like it.
Alex rubbed her wrist slowly, soothing the little pain he had caused by pulling her harshly.
Then she bent down to tie her shoe laces— she’d loosed them earlier.
Eric moved closer to her and pulled her up.
She looked up at him, giving him the ‘What’ look.
“I’ll go with you okay? Just lemme tie my shoes! Damn”she groaned in frustration.
Eric didn’t reply, he took that wrist which had turned red, her eyes stayed on him, staring.
His eyes are on hers too. But not that usual glare. This one was like yesterday’s, at his haven.
Calm. With emotion. Not a little bit of emotion.
A whole lot.
He slowly rubbed her wrist, blowing air from his mouth into it. Slow rub. Affectionate.
Jaws of students dropped. Even Jay’s.
Alex widened her eyes but Eric wasn’t done.
He slowly knelt down on one kneel, helping her tie her shoe lace.
That was the first time Eric Proudie Grande knelt down for someone.
Not just anyone…
Alexandra Stone. The pickpocket tomboy.
TBC…
