🌹🖤THE PICKPOCKET TOMBOY 🖤🌹
[She’s Sassy…]
THEME: The Grand Hottie’s Kissmate
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CHAPTER 59&60
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•Tuesday~Stars High•
•Project~Day 2•
Day 2 project is different from the first day. Today, every partner is painting according to their ideas and visions. Combining theorems is the best way.
Other years apart from the seniors do digital arts projects and that deals with mechanism and technology.
But the senior year in every session does visual arts projects that deal with Painting, Carving and more.
It’s basically the term of history and normal lifestyle.
Winter packed a few painting materials, before walking out of the store department.
“Noah, set the board already?”she asked.
She’s got her ear plugs on and she’s talking with Noah through it.
“Yuh, done. Where you at?”he replied.
“Just got the brushes and paint stainless… ahhh”she screamed as she brushed shoulders with someone. Everything poured from the guy’s hand.
An Elite Student.
“Jesus,”she gasped, her things fell willingly from her hands to the floor. The paint poured out of the little bucket, rippling through her feet, painting her black pair of shoes and socks.
“Are you blind?”the guy walked forward.
“No, I’m not,”she shook her head slowly.
“I don’t think so,”he raised his fist to punch her on the face. Winter closed her eyes, ready to receive it but instead of her screaming, someone else did.
Her eyes opened and they widened when she saw who received the punch for her.
“Den,”she screamed in abrupt shock. Dennis already fell on the floor, groaning hard.
“Damn, Den why!”she squatted before him. Before she could touch him, the rich guy already pulled her up by the collar.
“Hey, leave me alone!”she screamed, spitting into his eyes. He threw her down, wiping his face with his shirt.
“You!”he growled, before the poor guy could recover from that one, another one happened.
Rhapsody ran to him, greeting him with several punches on the belly.
“Argh… urrrghhh… ugh!”he screamed with eyes closed— the spittle is still affecting him.
Winter widened her eyes, forgetting about Dennis on the floor. The poor guy groaned in vain and even when he tried holding her, she unconsciously moved away to get a better view of Rhapsody.
Alex and Cathy stood a distance away, while Cathy stared in disbelief, Alex laughed.
“Ouuu, Damn… Fúck it, Freaking hawt,”she said. A word per punch.
Rhapsody didn’t stop till she saw blood spill out of the guy’s mouth. She left him and he fell on his knees, crawling a little before falling on his face.
“Jesus, I fear Rhapsody,”Cathy whispered. Alex chuckled.
Guys around finally moved forward.
“He needs to be treated, you may take him there as good Samaritans or just leave him till another good Samaritan appear,”Rhapsody said and walked to her friends, not looking at Winter.
Winter’s eyes followed her.
The guys carried their fellow guy away.
“I ain’t sure he’ll work today. Sawie for whoever is his partner, she’s doomed,”Alex punched Rhapsody’s chest lightly.
“Except, she’s good at making ideas and working alone,”Cathy said.
“Touche,”Alex agreed.
“Let’s just gouuu,”Rhapsody pulled them and looked back at Winter.
“Oh, my partner’s down,”she said.
“Let’s also take him to the clinic, he’ll be fine before the project work starts,”Winter said.
“Fineeee,”Rhapsody said and helped her pull Dennis up. Dennis cheek is slightly swollen and purple.
“Weakie,”Alex grinned.
“Dennis isn’t weak, he’s just…”
“Blah, we know,”Rhapsody butt in before Winter could explain. She placed Dennis’ arm on her shoulder while Winter placed his second arm on her shoulder.
“Thanks,”he muttered.
“Yon need it,”Rhapsody replied.
He was taken out, Noah who was just walking past them ran after them. Cathy followed and when Alex took a step to walk, her phone buzzed. She blinked as she read the message.
Erico: Hmm?
Alex: Hmm, what?
Erico: You called me.
Alex: When?
Erico: Weakie.
Alex turned around to see him standing far away from her, eyes on his phone.
“Hey, Weakie!”she screamed, waving.
He looked up.
“I meant Dennis and you know. But the name fits you perfectly by the way,”she shouted.
He looked back at his phone and her phone buzzed.
Erico: Just as Tomboy fits you.
Alex read that and looked at him, he was already staring at her.
“You could have just said it out!”she said.
He looked back down and her phone buzzed. Again.
Erico: I lost my voice.
“Jackass,”she muttered. Another message entered.
Erico: It’s true.
Alex: Can you just pretend to be sane for once? Yesterday I almost blew up with your weird attitude. Please make today a nice one.
Erico: Okay.
She squinted and looked up at him. He already disappeared.
“Damn, this is becoming horrific,”she muffled. Before she could ponder on the single word ‘Okay’, he sent another message.
Erico: If only we kiss for a length of an hour. Little, but I’ll manage.
“Urrgg,”she groaned.
This guy, she knew it. That ‘okay’ was to easy to type. Such a crazy dude.
She left the message on read and walked away.
•Grande Robotics•
Due to the kind of person Liying is, she was led to Joanne’s office— the wide, modernized office.
Joanne looked up and smiled.
“Liying,”
“Zǎoshang hǎo, āyí (Good morning, ma)”Liying greeted in Chinese, walking in.
“Zǎoshang hǎo, Nín hǎo ma? (Good morning, how are you?)” Joanne asked fluently, like she was a Chinese. She gestured a seat to Liying and the girl smiled, sitting before her.
“Wǒ hěn hǎo, xièxie nǐ (I’m very well, thank you,”she said, fingering her hair.
“Wa, nà nín zěnme huì zài zhèlǐ ne? (
Wow, so why are you here?)”Joanne asked.
“Did you visit China?”Liying asked, surprised.
“I’ve never. My child studied in China and she literally taught me everything before going back there, where she stays with her family now,”Joanne proudly said.
“The meeting we had was over four days ago, you didn’t go back to China?she asked.
“I did, but I came back because I realized that I’m not complete,”Liying said.
“Why did you come?”Joanne asked again.
Liying didn’t hesitate. “I’m crazily in love with your boss’ child. I want him to be mine and I need your help,”
Joanne blinked once. But that wasn’t enough so she blinked three more times.
“I didn’t hear well,”she said.
“I said…”Liying stood up, dropping her bag on the desk. She placed both palms on that desk and bent a little.
“I’m crazily in love with Eric Grande, your boss’ child and I need your help making him mine,”she said point-blank.
“Knew you were this… arrogant,”Joanne scoffed and relaxed.
“I know. Does it mat-ter?”Liying brushed her hair with her fingers.
“It does. And two, you’re not Eric’s type. Eric is like a son to me and I’ll never let him be with a girl like you. Thirdly, he’s taken so go back to your country,”Joanne said.
“Back? Humph,”Liying chuckled.
“Yeah, we’re only business partners, except you wanna lose the opportunity your father’s company has with Grande Robotics,”Joanne continued.
“As if I care madam Joanne. I came to you because I see you as a mother, and you’re spilling shits? It wasn’t easy coming back here but I did and that’s because I’m on a mission and that task I’m after must be completed and submitted to myself. It must be successful!”Liying snapped.
“Childish talks, my young girl. Go home,”Joanne sighed, turning on her computer without saying further. She resumed work.
“I’m not someone who gives up easily, Madam Joanne. I guess you don’t know me much. Like Eric, I’m a pro hacker and robot designer. Don’t be too surprised if some robots gets perpetrated,”Liying said and picked her bag.
She stared at Joanne, seeing no reaction from her, she walked out.
She got out of the office, relaxing her back on the glass door.
‘… Thirdly, he’s taken so go back to your country’ Joanne’s voice re-echoed in her ears. She balled her fists, tightening her jaw.
He’s taken? Seriously? Let’s see to that.
She shut her eyes and opened them immediately. A glint of anger and bad attempt shone clearly in those eyes.
Then she smirked before walking away, heels echoing behind her.
Jay came out of his hiding spot and stood straight, staring at Liying’s backside.
He heard everything. From the beginning to the end.
The office is soundproof so there’s no way anyone outside would hear. But Jay did.
He’s a robot anyway.
With no change of expression on his face, he walked away, tapping a connection in his ear.
•Back To Stars High•
•The Belles Practice Hall•
This is where Mira chose and Andrea didn’t argue about that.
Their board and every material is set, one thing is left— what they’ll paint.
Andrea is online, researching. Mira is just fidgeting, not knowing how to start talking. Her palms are gauzed.
“What do we paint, Andrea?”she asked, slowly.
“I’m still thinking,”he replied.
She gasped. Jackpot! He talked to her! He fúcking did!
“I think I have an idea,”she said. No response from him so she continued.
“We aren’t asked to paint Mural but we can. Let’s do something quite different from the others, extra points for us,”she said.
Andrea looked back up at her, longer than she expected. “You’re calm, weird,”he said.
“I guess,”she scratched her neck.
“I must commend, that’s a brilliant idea. The paintings should be that of mystery on a large placard”he stood up, since he’s been sitting.
“Yeah, we’ll get rid of this board… no, we’ll add some drawings on it, this time not mysterious like the one on the placard. It can be sign of a happy beginning and a scary, unknown ending”she said.
Andrea squinted and smiled a little. “Smart,”
Her face turned red immediately. She quickly turned back to hide her insane blush.
“Totally strange you’re blushing because Andrea no last name called you smart”he said.
She didn’t turn so he walked to stand before her.
“Mimi,”he called.
“You called me Mimi again,”she looked at him.
“I shouldn’t,”he asked.
“You must,”she glared.
“There, back to her puerility”he scoffed and walked away. “Get to work,”he added before disappearing.
Mira sneered and followed him.
Note that he wasn’t told about Catherine. Not now.
•Swimming Hall•
Derek and Cathy entered. Derek carried everything to and fro, Cathy only followed.
This is the last time. He’s brought everything.
He dropped the board and a brush, cracking his fingers and neck.
“I should have helped,”Cathy said.
He turned to her and turned back to the board, arranging it. “I don’t wanna stress my future füç?mate”he said.
“Stop already,”she said bashfully.
“Why?”he stood straight, speedily. “Being the only girl I’ll füç? in the future is an opportunity you’ll never wanna lose. Think about it, Derek Denaley füç?s no girl except Catherine Salvador…”he dramatized but she quickly jumped on him, covering his mouth.
He raised his brows.
“It’s embarrassing. Also, I’m Catherine Shawn… for now,”she said.
Derek smirked and held her arse from behind. Poor girl doesn’t know she’s floating on his body.
Cathy felt his palms on her arse and she gasped, looking down. She screamed and tried jumping down but Derek held her tight, falling on his back into the pool.
Splash!
Cathy struggled in the pool, closing her nostrils with her fingers. She tried floating to breathe…
Derek widened his eyes and grabbed her by the waist, swimming to the pool edge. Her body melted into his hold… like she was giving up.
“Cathy!”he placed her on the edge in fear. The fear hightened when her eyes went helplessly shut.
“Damn,”he shook.
Thing is, he doesn’t know what to do. Should he press her chest? What if he ended up pressing her boobs?
Should he do the CPR? How on Earth is CPR done?
Cathy sat up, laughing slowly. With her wetness, her tightness and pale skin… she’s pretty. With her smile, she’s damn gorgeous.
“What the füç??”Derek blinked.
“Nothing was wrong with me. I’m a mermaid,”she said.
“And you send my heart flying to Luxemburg?”he glared.
“I’m sorry, I…”she looked down but Derek jumped back in the pool, the force of the water, drenching her the more.
“Derek,”she looked at him.
“C’mon Mermaid, join Merman in the pool. Let’s see how good you are in swimming”he said.
“I don’t wanna swim. We should be painting… Mrs Grace Williams is… ahhh!”she was pulled into the pool.
Both sank in and Derek hugged her in there, she smiled. But the hug didn’t last for long before he broke it, kissing her lips.
Mrs Grace walked past the open pool hall. She saw the painting materials but no sign of Students.
Her eyes caught the bubbling pool but she saw no one so she walked away.
Meanwhile, Derek kissed Cathy’s lips only, giving her time to feel him. His touch. His breath. His taste.
Her eyes went shut on their own and their lashes fluttered like butterflies.
By the time they separated, they both knew exactly what to paint.
The sea.
Derek grabbed her waist and gave her a short lip-kiss before swimming up with her.
Their heads came up and they breathed for air, smiling at each other.
Flirty smile versus shy smile.
“Ahem, is this why you chose the swimming hall? To have time for each other in the pool?”Mrs Grace said.
The couple looked from her heels down to her strict face.
“Ma,”Cathy widened her eyes, ruffling her wet hair.
“Shit,”Derek cursed. They swam out.
•Eric’s Haven•
The haven smells like paint, brush and old paper. The floor is messed up with different colors that beautifully mixed up to become real art.
The painters are also stained on their overall, faces and hands. Even shoes qQ
Eric and Alex sat side by side. Both painting on the same board.
Lips, eyes, hands… every part of one’s body that is connected to another person.
On other sides are two human lips joined together, two hands interlocked, fingers interlocked…
Eric looked at the painting Alex is currently doing. She’s painting two lips together.
He smiled and wrote on them both ‘Alex and Eric’
She gasped and looked at him. “Why, it won’t rub off!”she complained.
“I don’t want it to,”he shrugged and got on with painting the little palm he was painting.
“What are the judges gonna say on Friday? Remember our parents will be all there, Judges, Mrs Grace, other teachers, advisors, Visiting artists, our HOD… literally every important panel. And when they see this, you’ll be like ‘Those lips are ours?’”she said.
“Hmmhmm,”he nodded without looking at her.
“Erico,”she palmed her forehead.
He looked at her. “You know, I love the way you talk too much these days. Makes me fantasize about how my Kissmate has a wickedly tempting bad mouth that I wanna eat everyday,”he winked.
She sighed in frustration, dragging a palm down her face.
He placed his finger on her cheek, dragging it down to her jaw end. A blue line of paint came out visible on her cheek.
“What did you do?”she looked at him, eyes drowsing.
“Wrote number one. You’re the one,”he said.
Pink appeared on both sides of her cheeks immediately. “Weakie,”she mouthed.
“You know the Sharmer King?”he intentionally asked.
“The said little boy who saved you from your dad’s ex PA?”she asked without blinking. She’s good at masking things.
“Yeah, you’re like him,”he said.
“No way. He’s a guy, I’m a female dude.”she scoffed and got on with painting.
“True. Your personality matches but you’re not the same. He called me Weakie once, you call me that all the time. He’s my savior, you’re my Kissmate. He’s a little gang Lord, you’re a pickpocket. Lotta differences,”he said, smirking a little.
“Dude is dude. I am me,”she glanced at him.
“One couple thingy is missing on this board,”he changed the topic, looking at the board.
”What’s that?”she looked at the board too.
He leaned and whispered to her ear and she rubbed the paint brush on his face.
“Badass”she snapped.
He scooped out some paint from the paint bucket and smeared it on her chest, with his finger on her chest, he wrote ‘Grand Hottie’s own’.
She used her brush to dip into the paint and started rubbing it on his chest too. Since his chest isn’t really exposed like hers, she smeared some on his neck.
Then she fell her arse on his laps, writing on his neck with her fingers too.
‘Tomboy’s own’
“No other bitch except me or they’re D-E-A-D”she clarified, rubbing the remaining paint on his face.
His eyes moved around hers. Possessive and Obsessive.
“Senitel, can you shut down for me?”she asked.
“Senitel, down,”Senitel replied.
“Why?”Eric chuckled.
“I don’t know, maybe an extra?”she winked seductively.
Eric’s pulled her closely to himself and he buried his face on her chest, inhaling her scent addictively. She inhaled his hair too, enjoying the sweet smell of his moisturizer.
•Ken And Ben’s Restaurant•
Coming from a hectic rendezvous, Omar felt hungry that he had to come here.
He hates eating in open places, he prefers ordering or eating at home.
Then, he loves eating only Christy’s food. His mom’s food started tasting sour in his mouth and it became a big problem.
Till date, Omar isn’t the food type anymore. Christy’s death affected him so bad that he lost many things in him.
Loss of appetite, rise and fall in bp, heart attacks— they haunt him like bees.
But today, weirdly, he ate and loved the food.
“It’s a pleasure having you in our restaurant, Omar Stones. You enjoyed the food, didn’t you?”the restaurant manager, a woman smiled warmly at him.
“It’s still surprising I ate till I’m filled. It was so good,”he replied, giving his card to Amanda.
She sloted the card into the POS machine, praying hopefully in her heart for Christy to come out and see this miracle.
“It’s our new Chef, she’s the best of the best. Like, so perfect,”the manager said.
“Can I go call her ma?”Amanda asked, respectfully.
“Sure. If you don’t mind seeing the face behind this delicious treats. Everyone loves her here, I’m very proud of her,”the manager said.
“I don’t mind,”Omar replied and stood up, taking back his card.
Amanda literally sped to the kitchen.
Omar picked his phone, still talking with the manager when Christy walked to them with Amanda.
At first, Christy couldn’t believe her eyes. She looked at Amanda who nodded, smiling wide, breathing in relief.
Omar turned to stare at her and his eyes widened beyond their sockets.
Isn’t this… isn’t this his Christa? His supposed dead ex?
His phone slid from his hand and it smashed on the Expensive glass tiles.
That’s not his problem.
Christy’s eyes are wide too. She couldn’t move in as much as she wanted to.
Omar’s throat moved and her name escaped his lips. The way she knew him to call her…
“Christa…”
TBC…
