🌹🖤THE PICKPOCKET TOMBOY 🖤🌹
[She’s Sassy…]
THEME: The Grand Hottie’s Kissmate
©2025 Wizzy Babe C. All rights reserved.
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CHAPTER 57&58
•Sunday Night~Alex’s Home•
•Bedroom•
Alex removed her sleeping mask, groaning. She’s not a fan of masks but since she lately couldn’t sleep, she got one.
Nah, the news is false. It ain’t working.
Last Friday kept crawling in her brain. She didn’t dance no more since there’s no more Belles till further notice— Cat would just keep on training herself till Belles’ dance group come back to school.
So it’s not the dance disturbing her. It’s the kiss.
Since she became Eric’s Kissmate, she had never wanted to kiss him, he was the boss anyway but that Friday… she needed him. In fact, she still needs him.
This insane need started the day he helped her tie her shoe lace.
Alex took off the duvet and got down from the bed, she sat before her mirror and frowned at her image.
Slowly, she raised her hand to her hair, imagining HIM braiding it. Then she thought of the tubes and bum shorts.
Yeah, Tomboys wear tubes and bum shorts. They also put on crop tops. It ain’t that bad if Alex’s puts on baggy crop tops and ripped jeans. She will never wear skirts and gowns but she might wear tubes on cargo pants with jackets and sneakers.
“What the fúck are you thinking?!”she slapped herself.
Eric’s picture appeared in the mirror and she screamed. He’s fúcking winking!
“Alexa!”Christy screamed.
“I’m fine, I’m fine,”she replied, ruffling her hair. “It’s weird you’re not asleep,”she added.
“I was. Your loud scream woke me up. Was it a nightmare?”Christy’s voice drew closer but Alex wasn’t conscious of that. Instead, she rubbed her tattoo, sighing.
“It wasn’t. WDYM nightmare? Is it late?”she asked.
“It’s past one am,”Christy replied and surprisingly opened the door.
“What are you.. I füç?in’ locked the door? How the füç? did you…”Alex widened her eyes, jumping back on the bed, she covered her neck with a pillow.
“You don’t complete your words these days and it’s beautiful. What are you hiding?”Christy asked.
“I asked first, Momma,”Alex groaned.
“Extra keys,”Christy flaunted a key card and smirked. Alex grumbled in complaint.
“What’s with your neck? Why’re you covering it?”Christy walked forward.
“Nothing, I just… I mean it’s a neckache”she lied.
Christy made faces and sat on the chair.
“Neckache. Never heard of that word before.”
“Yeah, I told you you’re a jit. An old-fashioned,”Alex glanced at her.
“Put the pillow down, Alexa,”she said.
“Momma, just…”
“Now,”she added.
“Damn, this wasn’t planned at all,”Alex replied, cussing herself. She’d have covered this before sleeping. She went pickpocketing at night and that was because she wanted to get her mind off Eric.
Now, she isn’t even interested in doing that anymore. Pickpocketing gives her joy buh now, it’s something else.
Coming back home, she fell on her bed…
Well, here she is, exposing her neck to her mom.
Thank gawd Eric didn’t expose what The Sharmer King has to everyone or her mom’s gonna find out now.
Only Eric knows what the Sharmer King has— tattoo— and thank fawk she’s hiding it. She wouldn’t want him to know.
She guessed.
Alex slowly put down the pillow, looking away. Christy felt the world spin. Her eyes left their sockets. Not literally. It left.
“Alexa!”she screamed.
“I got it last year… my talent, it’s risky… I wanted a camouflage, something that’d hide me from being the target. I use my tattoo to take from pockets and walk around as me with my concealed tattoo. No one’d know,”Alex explained.
“Last year?! Alexa, you’ve been hiding this from me for a year now?”Christy gasped, eyes wide as something one cannot decipher.
“You’ve been hiding my dad from me for Eighteen years. That’s way too long,”Alex replied.
“Alexa,”Christy hissed.
“Fine, I’m sorry, Momma. Forgive me, we’re not gonna hide nothing from each other from now on,”Alex shifted.
“What have you been hiding them with?”Christy sighed. Alex’s lips curved as she got down, walking to her wardrobe.
She brought out the concealer bag and poured them on the bed.
Christy blinked.
“Alexa, would you stop pickpocketing?”she asked slowly, without taking her eyes off the concealers.
“Alexa, Alexa. Momma, you’ve been calling that girlish name. I already said sorry,”Alex groaned in frustration.
“You don’t wanna promise me, rii?”Christy said. Alex sighed and hugged her from behind, stroking her hair.
“I’ll be fine, okay?”she assured.
“You’re impossible,”Christy scoffed.
•Later•
Sleep? Not for Alex.
She’s in bed, stalking Eric Grande’s biography.
Damn, he’s famous, a rich as füç? jerk.
Her lips? Filled with an unconscious smile. Wide, wide smile.
She also found out his name on IG. ‘RIC-H’
“Ric, dummy,”she muffled, hearting whatever picture she comes across.
“What does H stand for? Hottie?”she continued.
She also found out Derek’s username is D.R buh what’s her business with that? She’s not Cat.
Wait, Alex gasped at that thought.
A message popped up on her screen.
Grand Hottie: It’s 3am, why’re you stalking my IG ‘count?
She pouted unknowingly and replied to him immediately, relaxing properly.
Alex: It’s 3am, why are your prosopagnosia eyes still awake?
Grand Hottie: Watching your pickpocketing mission, bad mouth.
Alex: You’ve seen who’s badder than you are, innit?
Grand Hottie: Nah. You’re just a psycho sicko. Tomorrow’s the start of our project, why don’t you sleep and save your strength, voice and time?
Alex: Why? What does my strength, voice and time have to do with the project?
Grand Hottie: Aren’t we adding extras to whatever we do? Of course you’re gonna get choked in your throat with my Medulla and I’ll in turn get messily wet on my face when kissing your pokey.
Alex literally screamed.
Alex: Jackass! Who taught you all these? (Middle finger)
Grand Hottie: YOU.
Alex: Motherfúcker.
Grand Hottie: It should be Lexa-füç?er.
Alex: Go to bed, I’m going offline.
Grand Hottie: (sad emoji)
She rolled her eyes with a little laugh before leaving the chat. She tossed her phone aside and picked it back.
She changed his saved contact from Grand Hottie to Erico.
Surprisingly, it didn’t change back to Grand Hottie. She smiled and fell back on the bed, going to his IG account again.
Sleep came like a thief, dragging her to a world of dreams.
•Monday~Stars High•
•Project~Day 1•
With an insane rush, Alex sped to the class to see it filled to the brim with students.
Complete. All are seated with their partners, eyes on the laptops before them. One laptop for every desk.
Even Mrs Grace Williams is around, eyes as fierce and demanding.
Only a pairing seat is empty. Obviously for Alex and Eric.
Wait, Eric? Will he come to class?
Derek is here with Cathy but will Eric really come to class?
“Alexandra Stone, the troublemaker. Why are you late?”Mrs Williams turned to her.
Alex stood straight, ruffling her hair.
“I…”
“Lexandra, you’re here already. You must have come home not to find me,”Eric entered.
Alex and Mrs Williams looked at him, he stared back at Alex and her eyes drowsed.
“Oh right, I went home but couldn’t find you. Where did you go?”Alex asked.
“Mrs Grace, it’s my fault she’s late. I told her to come home so we’d come to school together. Then I left her,”Eric winked at Alex, she sneered and nodded.
“You’re lucky you’re Grand Hottie’s partner. To your seat, the both of you,”Mrs Grace said.
Eric held Alex’s hand tightly as they walked to sit.
Weird, So weird Eric Proudie is in class.
Students held their breaths. Friday’s kiss wasn’t enough, now they’re holding hands? Just kill me!
Alex saluted Rhapsody who gave the middle finger, then she winked at Cathy who smiled bashfully in return. All through she didn’t look at Derek.
“Why did you cover up for me?”Alex whispered to Eric as they sat at the far end.
“If you think I wouldn’t, that’s your problem. Canceling your name off the project list will affect me too,”he replied.
“So it’s for you?”she scoffed.
“Who else?”he mouthed and she hit him with her elbow.
“Your pride will put you in your place someday, Weakie,”she said. Eric scoffed and turned on the laptop before them.
Alex brought out her phone, unlocking it. Eric’s picture appeared immediately— she had slept off yesterday without removing his pic.
She looked up at him with widened eyes. Luckily, he wasn’t looking. She quickly removed the pic, Eric looked at her, smirking.
“Was that me? You didn’t only change my contact to Erico, you started stalking my handsome pics again?”he whispered.
“No,”she hit him.
“Am I lying?!”he asked, loud enough for people to hear.
“füç? you!”she snapped and smacked his lips with hers. Eric widened his eyes but she already looked away, smiling lightly.
Eric stared, devising mischief in his head.
The five tasks would be completed in a week—one task per day. Carrying work over to the next day would only become a burden.
“This project is called the Senior Capstone Project,” Mrs Grace began. “It is meant to show creativity, skill, and growth—not just grades. On your screens, you’ll see the project type: Curative Portfolio + Public Exhibition.”
She paused, letting it sink in.
“From Monday to Wednesday, you’ll work according to what’s displayed on the screen. Thursday is for cleaning—fun cleaning—and Friday is the exhibition. Everything you’ll need has already been provided, as you know.”
A few murmurs rippled through the room.
“Everyone will create a garden on a garden panel today,” she continued. “From tomorrow onward, your individual ideas will begin to earn you your scores.”
“Mrs Grace, we’re cleaning on Thursday?” Mira asked, stealing a glance at Andrea, who didn’t spare her one. “That wasn’t on the platform,”she added, looking back at Mrs Grace.
Mrs Grace didn’t hesitate. “Your father, Omar Stones, suggested it. It was meant for you in particular.”
Mira slammed her palms against the desk, frustration burning through her. She looked at Andrea again. This time, he finally met her gaze— but just for a second.
She bit lower lip, hard.
•Later~School Garden•
First year Students are already dressed in overalls, carrying equipment around, laughing and grumbling.
Alex carried the panel with some bush-like book, walking to an open spot.
She’s not dressed fully in her overall, she’s only in the trousers, the shirt part is tied around her waist, revealing her blue top inside.
She dropped the panel and stood straight, looking around.
“Echo,”Rhapsody groaned, walking to her with Cathy.
“Hey, what’s up?”she smiled.
“I can’t take it. I’m partner with the guy who likes who I like. They are even talking and laughing and I can’t fúcking take it,”Rhapsody sniffled playfully, hugging her.
“I can’t look Derek in the face, after the kiss”Cathy whispered, Rhapsody pulled her to the hug, she giggled.
“Bitches with problems, how do I help you?”Alex asked. Rhapsody scoffed and broke the hug.
“I forgot you were heartless, c’mon Cat, let’s go manage our partners. Miss Tomboy has to enjoy hers,”she said, pulling Cathy along.
“I gave her Cat, arsehole,”Alex yelled after them, she didn’t understand the meaning of what Rhapsody just said until rose scent occupied her nose.
Turning back, there’s Eric standing behind her in his overall too.
Fawk, he’s hot. Wet hair, one of the overall’s hand is down, blue inner too and a freaking seductive smirk.
“Blue’s my favorite color too,”he taunted.
“Never said it was mine,”she replied, bringing out the necessary tools for building.
“You don’t need to, I know,”Eric replied, he bent down to stare at her face.
“What?”she blinked. “What’s on my face?”
“Sin, Seduction, Savage,”he replied.
“Erico,”she shook her head, gritting her teeth.
*
Mirabelle followed after Andrea, trying to start up a conversation. Nothing came up.
And the crazy guy wouldn’t stop walking fast, or stop keeping this wicked malice.
“We’ll use this spot for the garden creation,”he said coldly.
“Um…”
“You don’t like it here?”he frowned at her.
“I… I don’t.. I mean…”she stuttered.
“Then let’s find you a better place, Omar’s Daughter,”he said and started walking.
“Andrea, stop… I…”she ran after him but stepped on her toe. Blah, she fell on her butt, hurting her palms badly.
Andrea turned back to her, a mind told him to help her. Another said ‘walk away’.
He followed that thought and started walking.
“Andrea, you’re heartless!”Mira cried for real.
“Don’t forget I promised to annoy you. But now, I don’t even wanna see your face, Mirabelle. Using Alex’s weakness against her is the highest crime you should commit,”he replied and walked away.
Mira sniffled in and stood up, she dusted her body and limped after him, feeling strange.
*
“Dennis told you somethin’?”Noah asked Winter, trimming a green paper into slim lines like grass.
“No? What should he tell me?”she asked.
“He ain’t doing things worth it”he scoffed. She squinted and looked at their direction— Rhapsody and Dennis— their working.
Since Rhapsody does all the walking, her eyes met Winter, she waved friendly but Winter couldn’t.
She’s feeling weird.
She can’t even face Rhapsody today at home and she doesn’t know why.
“What’s up with Den?”she looked back at Noah.
“Ion know,”Noah lied, scoffing.
Winter made confused faces.
“Me shipping you and Rhapsody. You a bi, she a Les,”he continued.
“Me? A bi? I’m straight,”she said.
“Bluffin”Noah scoffed. She looked at Rhapsody and touched her chest, looking away. Luckily Rhapsody was no longer looking.
*
Isa sat in the lounge, swinging her legs as she typed on her phone. Ana tiptoed behind her, trying to peek in but she already turned off her screen.
“I know your signature smell, Anabelle,”she said without looking back.
“Urrg, please and please, who’re you chatting with?”Ana walked to her, joining her own palms together in pleading.
“No one, just watching random videos on TikTok,”Isa shrugged and looked at her. “Why aren’t you with your partner, no idea on how to make a gardenia?”she mockingly asked.
Ana sighed and sat down beside her.
“My partner is stupid, bro. His breath? Damn, why do I have to be paired with a loser!”she gesticulated.
“My partner is a scholarship, he’s intelligent but I hate hanging around poor things. They’re irritating”Isa swinged her legs, palms on her side.
“You won’t change,”Ana chuckled.
“Ne-ver,”she replied.
•A few hours later•
Derek widened his eyes at the well large, beautiful garden.
There’s also a carved image of him and Cathy, lying in the garden.
Pure fúcking art!
All Cathy’s doing.
“Wow, says why I wanna füç? you in the future,”he said.
“What makes you think we’ll see in the future?”she asked without looking at him.
“I know we will,”he smiled and leaned closer, helping her stick her hair behind her ears.
“You’re not only a mad dancer but a kisser? What more of you haven’t I unlocked?”he whispered.
She joined her lips together. Using a finger, he raised her jaw.
Eyes locked. Heart racing.
“You’re hotter without glasses. But since you’re addicted…”he said, bringing out another new, beautiful as füç? pack of white glasses from his backpack.
“Here’s another pair to replace the broken one,”he said.
Cathy gasped happily.
“Thank you so much, I swear dad wants to see you to thank you too. Only if he…”
“Can walk?”he completed.
Her eyes widened.
“How?”
“I know everything Cathy, again, I’m sorry,”he said, helping her put on the glasses. Then he sat beside her on the grass.
“Even to Governor Salvador’s…”
“Yeah,”he replied. She froze.
He made it worse by staring differently into her eyes.
“Derek…”she whispered.
“Cathy…”he whispered back.
“Ahem, continue with your work. You have some finishing touches left,”Mrs Grace walked past them.
They quickly moved away, clearing their throats awkwardly.
Meanwhile, on Alex’s side. Listening to Cardi B’s ‘Wet Ass Pussy’ made the work easier for Alex.
The pods are in her ears and she didn’t mind the fact that Eric wasn’t doing anything. He’s just watching her.
Lustfully.
But then, realization hit her when his hand went to her tummy.
“Hey,”she took off her Airpods.
“You aren’t helping,”
“You wouldn’t let me,”he replied.
“Why’re you… acting weird? You’ve been different lately,”she confirmed.
“Why did you peck me on the lips earlier? You’re awakening the devil if you don’t know,”he replied blandly.
“To shut you up,”she replied.
“I’m masking my intentions, Tomboy. I have something in my evil head and I’m acting weird not to allow it happen, not now,”he replied, straight.
“Can we finish our work? I’m tired,”she groaned.
He smirked, “Finish it, you’re almost done,”he replied.
“Do something!”she snapped.
“You’re the only girl with the right to yell at Eric Grande, yunno?”he said.
“Hmm, will you be my errand boy?”she smirked. He scoffed.
“Erico, gimme the gum”she said. He took his phone, getting busy on it.
“Eric!”she snapped. He laughed and gave her the gum.
“Good… stone,”she placed her palm, and he dropped the stone on it.
“That’s it boss,”he said.
She laughed surprisingly.
“You laughed,”he said.
“I don’t have a sense of humor?”she said.
“Exactly boss,”he replied and stood up, walking to kneel behind her.
“What’s up?”she tried looking back but he steadied her head before removing the necklace off her neck.
“Hey, pilferer!”she screamed.
“You could have returned it when I asked nicely,”he said.
“But you only wore it for me because you wanted to plant a fúcking camera on my shirt,”she snapped.
He tickled her ear with his tongue and stood up, running away.
“Pilferer, get back here!”she ran after him.
Both forgot about their garden.
•Cathy’s Home~Shawn’s Bedroom•
Cathy opened the door slowly and took a step in.
“Dad,”she whispered, Mr Shawn looked up from the book he was reading. He smiled and called her with his fingers, she walked to him and sat on the bed beside him.
“They sent another unending gift,”she muttered, fidgeting.
“You mean your real parents?”he questioned. That was rhetorical, it needed no answer.
“Dad, doesn’t it sound strange? Also, aren’t you feeling it? I’m feeling it and I don’t like it. I can’t be called someone’s daughter when I know my real dad!”she explained.
“Catherine, I’m feeling it. But the truth can’t remain buried. I’m sorry for hiding this,”he said.
“Dad, you’re my dad. And the woman who left you is my mom,”she said.
“That was why she left me… because I couldn’t birth a child,”Mr Shawn said, she swallowed nothing.
“Catherine, you know I was a hunter before I was crippled, I found you in the forest and at first, I thought you were dead, but feeling your pulse, I took you to the hospital. You were saved and I was wrong for not putting you up as a missing daughter. I just wanted a child so I took you home,”he explained in guilt.
“Dad,”she hugged him tightly.
“I’m not leaving you, I’m never leaving you dad,”she sniffled.
“But you have to, you have to meet your real parents. You have to see Adrianna and Salvador A. Salvador, the governor of New York, you have to meet your brother who’s far away, out of this country,”he said, rubbing her back.
“The governor’s son who’s out of the country, when little, I always wanted to know what he’ll look like,”she laughed in tears.
“And luckily, he’s your brother,”he said.
“Dad,”she broke the hug.
“I’ll stay here for the week, till my project is over. Then if my parents are willing to make me come home, you must come with me or it’s NEVER,”she smiled at him, tearily.
“My Catherine,”he hugged her again.
•Rhapsody’s Home•
It’s been over a month since Winter worked here. She’d have stopped but Madam Lyla hasn’t returned so Winter is still working.
As usual, she finished her work, pulling off her uniform before rushing out.
“Escaping again?”Rhapsody walked in with her. Rhapsody actually pushed her in with her chest.
“Escaping? Nah,”she replied awkwardly.
“I won’t eat you, Sierra,”Rhapsody said.
“I… I know,”she replied.
“Okay, you’re going. There’s a car outside, it’ll take you back to the orphanage,”Rhapsody said, walking past her but Winter held her arm.
She turned in surprise, she looked at the arm and back at Winter countless times.
“Sierra?”she squinted.
“Am I bi?”Winter asked.
“Am I…?”Rhapsody poked her chest with her other hand, using the finger. “…In the right position to answer that?”she continued.
“I don’t know… I just… I’m confused,”Winter replied, breaking the contact.
“Just go home, Sierra,”Rhapsody looked away.
Winter nodded. “Bye, boss,”she said and walked out.
Rhapsody looked at the door and touched her chest, staggering for balance.
Hiding your feelings, especially after finding out that who you love is in love with someone else or who you love isn’t like you… is hard.
•Governor’s Villa•
Adrianna jumped down the bed, pacing.
“Andri, Shawn just called. Amelia will see you next week,”Salvador said.
“Next week is far, Vador. I wanna see Amelia now. I’ve tried, I’m tired of waiting,”she argued.
“Andri,”he cautioned.
She sniffled in and sat on the bed, scrolling through Cathy’s pictures on her phone.
“This will calm me,”she muttered, Salvador walked to her and sat beside her, placing her head on his shoulder.
“Just a little time left,”he assured her.
“Just that, her picture is so fine, I wanna kiss her cheeks every minute,”she replied.
“She’s really pretty,”he replied.
“She takes over me, I’m very pretty,”she replied.
“You mean me”he argued and she sat up.
“You’re ugly. Amelia and Andrea look like me. And I know when she comes home, she’ll attest to that,”she said.
“Amelia… you’ve found her?”Andrea entered.
“Andrea, you’re here,”Salvador said.
“I just wanted to visit, you’ve found Amelia?”he asked again.
The couple exchanged glances.
•A Hotel•
Liying was led to the VIP suite, she tossed her handbag and fell on the bed, breathing hard.
Coming all the way from China wasn’t easy but she’s ready for the worse.
She came back to New York for something and she’ll get it.
Okay, she’ll get him.
ERIC.
He thinks he’s proud? The only place he’s gonna be proud of is her puxxy.
She wants him, she’ll get him. And she’ll have him.
That tempting mouth of his… must eat up her puxxy. On his bed, she’ll pull his beautiful hair, look up at the ceiling and moan his name while he destroys her down there.
Damn, she’s wet already.
He’ll never resist her.
No one has, so who does he think he is?
They’re business partners? Perfect code.
Liying smirked proudly as she raised her gown to her hips, pulling down her net panty, flinging it to the air.
It landed on her face.
With Eric’s image in her head, she shoved three fingers into her Honeypot.
“Damn, Eric,”she moaned.
TBC…
