🌹🖤THE PICKPOCKET TOMBOY 🖤🌹
[She’s Sassy…]
THEME: The Grand Hottie’s Kissmate
©2025 Wizzy Babe C. All rights reserved
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CHAPTER 15&16
“Grande Hottie?”Those words escaped her throat before she could stop them.
“Hmm?”Eric smirked.
Alex regretted it immediately. Wait, is she sane?
Why’d she even call the proud jerk that?
Damn.
Eric took a step forward, she retreated with one step.
She’s tall, he’s taller… So tall.
Her neck craned as she looked up at his idiotic eyes.
“You called me, Tomboy. What?” he leaned, still making sure they didn’t have any body contact.
And Alex loves it that way.
“I didn’t call you” she glared.
“You didn’t?” he repeated. “Everyone’s a witness”
Mirabelle balled her fists from where she stood, her nails dug in her palm and blood spilled.
Eric willingly stood close to someone? Not just anyone, a scholarship? Not just a scholarship, the tomboy?
“I didn’t say nothing, arsehole!” Alex spat.
Eric’s eyes went to the burning wrist watch and he smirked.
“I can see you wanna get your hand stuck in the fire, You can. Wretched tomboys are desperate”he said and glanced at her one last time before walking away.
“Talking like you can see me!”Alex yelled after him, he paused.
Rhapsody gasped and ran to Alex, pinching her.
“Why’d you say that, I told you it’s a secret”she said in between her teeth.
Students stared, confused.
“You speak like you can read my mind! I don’t care if you burn down the school, it’s your stupid money anyway. Misuse it!” Alex said, changing her words.
Eric turned back and looked at Rhapsody, then he walked away without saying anything.
Students released their breaths, walking in different directions.
Mirabelle stormed off, then the others.
•That wrist watch cost billions.
•I noticed the tomboy’s look, she was hella shocked.
•She doesn’t know the grand hottie.
•I hate her, she has guts.
•Everyone hates her, she’s only loved by the scholarships.
•What do you expect? They’re all from slums.
Alex looked at the burning wrist watch, then at Rhapsody who gave her the questioning look.
“Look Rhapo, I’m sorry. He was getting on my nerves. The jerk changed my locker’s password”she explained.
“Still, you guh learn that he’s Stars High god. You gotta know you’re still here because he’s letting you stay. Eric’s secret is his secret”Rhapsody clarified.
“I understand. But learning what you just said? Nah, if he tries messing with me, I’ll do my mind” Alex scoffed, Rhapsody laughed.
“Love you bro. But I guess you’ve seen who’s crazier. Eric doesn’t do fight, he speaks with bills. Hit him, he’ll slap you with cash”she said, Alex rolled her eyes.
“Whatever” she muttered.
“And about his face agnosia, don’t say it publicly or to his face. I’m guessing that arsehole already knew I told you. The way he looked at me, what do I füç?ing do now?”Rhapsody sighed.
Cathy got to them. “Sorry, I had to rush to the washroom. I couldn’t stand watching that scene. Alex you’re too bold”she said.
“She is… money is bolder”Rhapsody teased.
“Guys”Dennis ran to them.
“Hey”Cathy and Alex smiled.
“Where’s your girlfriend?”Rhapsody asked.
“Winter?”he blinked. “She’s… ”
“Nevermind”Rhapsody said, her phone buzzed and she took it out.
“Echo, I got something to do at home. I’ll call”she said and saluted before walking away… to her car.
“Alright”Alex smiled, she placed her hands on Cathy and Dennis’ shoulders and they walked towards the school building.
•Senior Class•
The class is more than disorganized.
Girls are on their desks, twirling and swirling their arses. Music pumped in the air and boys turned wild.
Isabelle and Anabelle are among them and they’re the most cheered.
Mirabelle just sat, glaring at Alex who wasn’t even looking at her.
A student entered. “Mrs Grace Williams is on her way here, change your styles!” she screamed and ran to sit.
This second, the class was crazy, the next second, everyone sat like children waiting patiently for candies.
“what was that?” Alex asked Cathy, she laughed.
“Mrs Grace Williams is the harshest teacher here, she focuses on projects. And trust me, even Mirabelle has no say. She’s a friend to Mira’s father anyway” Dennis replied from behind.
“Hmm” Alex nodded.
“Good morning” Grace Williams entered. A tall woman with long, blonde hair. Beautiful and curvy.
“Good morning Mrs Grace Williams” the students chorused.
“New face? Can you introduce yourself?” she glanced at Alex.
“I’m Alex Stone, a scholarship student. I ain’t nice” Alex said, students giggled.
“Of course, heard your news already and I must say, I like you” Mrs Grace said, Alex only smiled.
“Having the same last name as you is irritating,” Mira said.
“Then change yours cause I’m never changing mine. Someone like you would deny where you come from” Alex fired.
“Does it look like I care?”Mira scoffed.
“You care enough to answer”Alex rolled her eyes, Mrs Grace smiled tauntingly at Mira.
•Bomb
•I hate her but I love how she gives Mira back to back.
“Having a bad mouth doesn’t come with who you are. Anyone can bash someone. Mira, I hope you know your place now”Grace said.
Mira sprang up.
“This is horseshit!”she screamed and marched towards the exit.
“Take a step outside and fail this year’s project. I’ll also tell your father how naughty you’ve been” Grace muttered without looking at her. She stopped, fuming.
“This is bad Mrs Grace Williams, you’re siding a low life?” Ana snapped.
“Oh, sorry, high life,”she replied.
“I don’t care if you were my dad’s classmate. You’re losing this job, I promise” Mira glared and walked back to her seat.
“What’s more scary than the fact that you respected your teacher. You need an award for that” Alex winked.
•Wish Rhapsody was here.
•Alex is good.
Mirabelle couldn’t do a thing as her arse stayed glued on the chair.
She can’t wait to have Alex as her slave, she just can’t.
“Now that’s enough, let’s face the real deal” Mrs Grace started, the board screen was lit.
•Eric’s Haven•
“I don’t need any teacher today,”Eric said to his phone.
He dropped his glass of pérignon and stood up, slipping through a door.
Minutes later, he walked out, dressed in a blue basketball tank top and shorts, a pair of black sneakers and a neatly-folded bandana tied around his forehead. There’s a ball in his hand which he’s bouncing as he walked.
Everything on his body screamed wealth and power.
‘Talking like you can see me’.
That stupid voice rang in his ears and he almost slammed the ball on something… Anything.
Maybe he should just throw her out of New York or should he just make her life miserable till she comes begging?
Someone entered immediately, disrupting his thoughts.
Only two people have access to this Haven— Derek and Rhapsody.
If it’s any other person, Senitel will announce.
He squinted, trying to figure out the figure.
“Derek?” he asked.
“Yo” Derek smiled, walking to him.
“You changed your hair to blue?” he questioned.
“Yup? What’s wrong with that?” Derek asked, walking to the mirror, he started assessing himself.
“It doesn’t suit you” Eric scoffed, looking at him.
“Dude, I was trying to be like you. You change your hair color almost every day”Derek groaned and fell on the couch, picking the half drunk pérignon.
He glanced at Eric with a smuggling smile before raising the glass to his lips.
“Don’t dare” Eric threw the bouncy ball at him, he dodged it, rolling to the floor, the champagne didn’t spill.
” I just wanted to know if you’re no longer angry with me”he shrugged and placed the glass back on the table.
“And that was why you didn’t show up yesterday?” Eric asked.
“Actually, no. Dad called me for a stupid meeting, then I saw this crazy bitch and I changed my mind about attending school at all”Derek grinned.
Eric shook his head, he picked up the ball rolling to him, and started bouncing it again.
“Pathetic”he mumbled.
“Dude, there’s this rich ass girl, so clean and crazy… ”
“Derek,”Eric groaned.
“You can’t be celibate forever. Dude, you’ve never had even one ???”Derek scoffed.
“I’d rather remain celibate till I die, than füç? random bitches” Eric scoffed, already disgusted.
“Fine, you said the same thing about kissing and you were eventually kissed. Who knows?” Derek grinned, Eric threw the ball at him again, he caught it, laughing.
“Hera texted, she said she’s officially eighteen. She’ll be visiting soon”Eric suddenly said.
“The U.S president’s daughter will be coming home soon? Beautiful. Remember you owe her a kiss” Derek laughed.
Eric scoffed.
“Before she left for France, she had wanted to kiss you bro. I clearly heard you promise to give her one when she becomes eighteen. You both are now eighteen”Derek continued.
“That was supposed to be our first”Eric chuckled, his mind far away.
“If you won’t füç? anyone, Hera might be your kissmate”Derek stood up. “I’ll go change. I wanna join you play basketball”he added and disappeared into a door.
Eric remembered the stupid night a bitch placed her lips on his and he gritted his jaw.
He had investigated why she was being chased by some men that day and what he was told baffled him.
She stole cash. Little token.
She’s a petty thief.
Idiot.
•The Governor’s Villa•
The sprawling villa vast across the hill, standing out.
Unlike Thomas Grande’s villa which is filled with technology, this villa is built with old money and historical architecture.
Narrow drive way in the middle of vast lawns, tall palm trees and bougainvillea covering the beautiful terrace.
The white castle villa stood a bit far from other buildings in the villa, which are the abode of the castle staff.
Floor-to-ceiling windows tall across the facade of the castle. Inside, the mansion exudes wealth.
Polished marble tiles, tall glass panels, huge chandeliers almost dropping to the tiles.
Home staff walked to and fro, their uniforms catching a glimpse of the light.
Governor Salvador stood by the tall, unending window, staring at the castle’s exterior.
He stood there for some minutes and a deep sigh evaded his lips.
“Should we just lose hope?” his wife asked from behind.
He turned to her and walked briskly to her, holding her by the shoulders.
“Don’t tell me you’ve been crying, Andri,”he whispered.
She broke down in tears and he hugged her immediately, letting her feel him.
“I wouldn’t have cried if we weren’t told that our Amelia didn’t die. After long years, Salvador, we were told that who we buried wasn’t our daughter. The child we buried sixteen years ago wasn’t our child… that means Amelia is out there… somewhere”she cried.
“Adrianna, instead of shedding tears, you should be happy,” Salvador said.
“Happy? I couldn’t watch over her. I was the reason she went missing for a week, and when a child was discovered dead in a forest, she was said to be Amelia. She was buried sixteen years ago, only for us to be told she wasn’t Amelia. What if she’s somewhere suffering, or living a life of abject poverty? I’m a bad mother, Salvador”she cried, sniffling like a child.
“It’s okay. Your baby boy won’t like it if he sees you this way”Salvador whispered.
“I just miss Amelia. I want to see her. I want our son to see his twin sister, I want him to have a sibling again” Adrianna hiccoughed
“I know and we’ll find her”he kissed her hair. “We’ll find her,” he repeated.
•Rhapsody’s Home•
Rhapsody parked her car before her mansion and slipped out, dressing her hair.
She pressed a button in her car remote and the car was locked automatically, making beeping sounds.
She was called by her house keeper that the new house keeper is around and she had to rush here.
Her old house keeper will be going on a little vacation, she needs someone who’ll work temporarily and even if the girl who applied will only be working three times in a week, it’s fair.
Rhapsody entered to meet the two ladies on the couch, talking and laughing.
Her old house keeper, lady Lyla and…
“What?” she blinked.
Winter turned to her and gasped, standing on her feet immediately. Lady Lyla stood up with a small smile.
“Lady Lyla, who’s this?” Rhapsody questioned.
“This is Winter, the girl who’ll be filling in for me for the full month” Lyla introduced. “She’s pretty and petty” she added.
Winter looked at Rhapsody and when she saw her burning eyes, she looked down, biting her lower lip.
“Excuse us, Lady Lyla” Rhapsody said without removing her gaze from Winter.
“Of course, sweetie,” Lyla said and walked away, humming to herself.
Rhapsody rolled her eyes and stood before Winter, using her fingers to raise her jaw.
Their eyes clashed.
“Do you know me?” Rhapsody asked.
“Rhapsody Morozov” Winter swallowed.
“Good, I know you didn’t know I posted that— the house help stuff. But you, you introduced yourself online as Sierra Davis, why?” Rhapsody asked.
“I am. I’m Sierra Davis. My caregiver calls me Sierra. While others in the orphanage call me Winter because I was brought to the orphanage in the Winter season. I swear, I’m Sierra”Winter rushed her words.
Rhapsody looked at her from her eyes, down to her lips and looked away, throat bubbling.
She dipped her hands in her hair, sighing.
“You can’t get the job,”she said.
“What? But I already got it. Lady Layla already taught me what I need to know. I missed school today because I wanted to see my boss”Winter explained.
“It’s Lady Lyla, not Layla. And I’m sorry Miss Winter Sierra Davis but you can’t have this job, you may leave”Rhapsody faced her.
“But.. ”
“You talk too much”Rhapsody cut in. Winter swallowed nothing.
Rhapsody glanced at her one last time and started walking to the door.
“I badly need this job. I’ll do anything you say, I’ll do anything you want. You can’t push me away just because you don’t like me”Winter yelled after her.
Rhapsody stopped walking, she didn’t turn back.
“I know you don’t like me but… I can make you like me…. I can make you see the good in me. Just gimme a chance, please”Winter pleaded.
•Stars High~A Dancing Hall
On the practice stage, Belles fell immediately after the song ended.
“I’m famished,” Ana complained.
“I’m twice famished” Isa breathed, gazing up to the ceiling.
Mirabelle stood up and walked to a water flask, she opened it and gulped thirstily, a few drops leaked, wetting her jaw, then tube.
She’s just in a tube and leggings.
“Guys, I thought of this… what if that tomboy wins the dance?” Ana sat up.
“That’s eww” Isa rolled her eyes.
“I’m just saying,” Ana sang dramatically.
“It’s two days to Friday, let’s see what she has in stock for her impecunious fans”Mira muttered.
“Exactly, then we’ll break her into pieces,”Isa said.
“Pieces”Ana repeated, laughing.
“I really miss bullying. Friday, come and go, I wanna go back to bullying!” she screamed.
“I guess we can do a little ‘run along’ before Friday”Mira smirked, walking to the door, she pulled Cathy out of her hiding place by her right ear.
“I’m sorry I was peeking. I was just watching the dance, nothing else” Cathy stammered.
“Isn’t it the scholarship slave, who follows tomboy around like a petty slave?” Ana laughed.
“She’s fatter now. It’s been a while the scholarships tasted life” Isa mocked.
“I’m sorry, it hurts… my ear hurts” Cathy cried. Mira didn’t stop, she pulled her harshly by the ear till she got to the stage, then she released Cathy.
The poor girl fell on her stomach, her ear became red and hot and she grabbed it, rubbing it.
“Where’s the tomboy to save you?” Mira kicked her, she rolled.
“I’m sorry.” she cried.
“You know what? I won’t hurt you if only you go into the streets to get us iced coffee” Mira walked to her and squatted.
Cathy nodded immediately.
“With your money” Mira completed.
“Uhn?” Cathy hiccuped.
“Three cups of iced coffee with your füç?ing money!” Mira yelled, she kicked her again.
Cathy disappeared and Alex’s image formed on that floor. Mira kicked her, not giving the slightest füç? about her tears.
“Mira!” Ana and Isa ran to her when she saw that the kick was getting out of hand.
“Why’re you stopping her?” Isa scoffed.
“You want her to kill the girl?” Ana screamed.
“She’s a scholarship” Isa scoffed.
“Bitch!” Ana glared and held Mira, trying to calm her. But Mira didn’t stop.
This time, Cathy was already bleeding through the nose and mouth. She lay there, accepting the kicks, accepting her fate.
“Jesus, Mira!” Ana slapped her, Mira got herself and blinked.
“She… she wasn’t the tomboy?” she stuttered.
“If she was, you were gonna kill her? Are you crazy!” Ana screamed.
Isabelle stood up and walked to Cathy, she yanked her by the hair and made her stand.
Blood dripped to her uniform.
“You saw it was a mistake, rii? Mira thought you were the tomboy. Now run along and don’t look back. Forget about the coffee and go!” she pushed her.
Cathy cried as she staggered away.
“It’s closing hour already” Ana checked the time on her wristwatch.
Isa fell back on the floor, Mira fell down too, covering her face with her full palms.
“I HATE THE TOMBOY” she screamed.
*
Cathy walked alone, her backpack slung onto her shoulder. She’s just coming from the washroom. She’d washed herself and covered the little cuts in her face with light makeup.
Yet, her red eyes gave her away… anyone would know something happened.
Her phone rang and she took it out of her pocket.
“You wanna go somewhere, you’ll be back in a jiff. It’s closing time, where’re you at?” Alex’s voice was heard in the other line.
Cathy smiled slowly and folded her palm on her bag strap.
“Oh, I’m sorry Alex. Dad called so I had to rush home”she lied.
“From going somewhere to going home? And you didn’t tell me, I’ve been searching all over for you like a mad dude. Dennis already left”Alex said.
“Sorry”Cathy pouted.
“Take care of your dada, bro. TTYL” Alex said and hung up.
Cathy smiled and pocketed her phone, she looked around her to be sure Alex wasn’t somewhere, then she took to her heels, running home.
She wouldn’t wanna let Alex know what happened to her, She wouldn’t wanna cause trouble.
She started crying as she ran and even when a car almost hit her, she didn’t stop till she got to the school’s entrance.
She stopped only because she spotted a group of girl dancers dancing.
She watched for a few minutes before turning to walk.
That was her mistake. She bumped into a chest. A hard rock chest.
Looking up at the owner, she gasped.
“Derek Denaley… I’m so sorry” she bowed.
Derek narrowed his brows. “It was a mistake, wasn’t it?” he asked.
“I swear I didn’t know” she stuttered without looking up.
“Then stop kneeling” he groaned, she quickly stood up.
Derek noticed something on her face and he was about touching when she bowed and took to her heels, running away.
Derek looked at his hand and shrugged.
•Night~Street•
Alex hid at a safe corner, she removed her mask and brought out her tattoo concealer, covering her tattoo.
She just entered a party hall in a mask to steal. She wasn’t questioned about her mask because it was a mask party.
She fully covered her tattoo and hid the concealer in her bag, walking out.
“There’s he!” A man pointed.
“No, the thief was in a mask” another man argued.
The first man ran to Alex and held her by the throat.
“Hey man, what the füç??” she pushed him.
He looked at her neck closely and sighed. “I’m sorry, I thought you were someone else” he apologized.
“That someone is a boy, she’s a girl” the second man walked to them.
“Someone in a mask? He went that way”Alex pointed to her left.
“Thanks kid”the first man said and ran towards the direction.
Alex smiled at the second one and slipped a bundle of money in his pocket, he winked and ran after his second.
He saw her stealing, he didn’t talk because she’d helped him steal it.
Alex yawned and connected her pod.
“Hey Rhapo, tonight was awesome”she said, walking to her parked bike.
She hopped on, wore her helmet and started the bike.
“I need a good shag? Bro, I’ll just party with Cardi B’s song. I’m never shagging no dude”she said.
“Yeah, I’ll remain celibate. Infact, I’m being a nun”she rolled her eyes behind her visor.
“You’ve not seen tomboys become nuns?”she said. A car with an open roof crossed her bike and she almost fell, she jumped out immediately, her bike rolled down to the car.
“Jesus Christ!”she screamed with widened eyes.
“Hope we didn’t kill no one?”Derek grinned, he got down.
Eric got down from the driver seat— He drove. And this is the main reason he hates driving at night.
He walked to Alex who’s still on the ground, staring at her bike.
She looked up at him with a glare. He didn’t recognize her since she’s on the ground and in a helmet.
Derek smiled immediately when he saw her. He recognized her.
“For the damages”Eric said and brought out a huge bundle of money, throwing it at her.
“Is this the level of your madness? I’ll give you a 0 over ten” Alex said.
She stood up and removed her helmet, he recognized her immediately.
Her hair, her bad mouth. HER SMELL.
“The pickpocket tomboy” he smirked, she widened her eyes a little.
He knows?
“Love the drama,”Derek grinned.
“You pro..” Alex raised her fists at Eric.
“Say it. Prosopagnosia. I know Rhapsody already told you, and she’ll hear from me but for now…” Eric walked to the car, he came back with more bundles.
“Pickpockets steal to eat, it’ll be fair if I support your work”he said, waiting to see her reaction as he flaunted the bundles to her face.
“its much but… for the damages and for your food”He threw them to the ground for her.
“Proudie, what do you gain from all these?”she glared.
“Pleasure? Or Accountability. You won’t know Tomboy, cause you’ve never tasted wealth. You’re just a lowly thief who luckily got the chance to finish the school year with us. You know nothing”he smirked at her face.
Both eyes clashed— at least it looks like.
“Yeah, it’s a good thing I got a scholarship. At least everyone knows I’m intelligent enough to be qualified to study in Stars High. Unlike, a proudie I know”Alex started walking around him, assessing him head to toe with a sneer.
“Who’s a student just because his father is rich and famous. He’s called Hottie, hot in appearance and cold in the head, dunce!”she got to the front, raising her head to his face.
“Nice watch, nice wallet”she smiled.
Eric widened his eyes when he saw that his wallet and EXPENSIVE wrist watch was with her.
“How did you?”he squinted.
“For the damages,”she kicked his groin and ran away.
She got on her bike and winked at him, before zooming off.
“Why’s she always attacking my fúcking dick!”Eric cussed, holding that part in pain.
Derek burst into laughter.
TBC…
