K-Brothers And The Little Maid

Leigh-Ann’s POV

I finally got into the car and the driver drove off but I couldn’t stop thinking of what she just said. She’s Tess and she doesn’t like me. What’s that even supposed to mean?

After a long drive, we finally arrived at the school which was filled with lots of students who moved up and down. Lots of huge expensive cars were parked around and it got me so nervous. This place was not for someone like me.

The driver went ahead to park the car where the other brother’s cars were parked. It looked like they were the only ones parking there.

“Stiles, show the maid to her class and help her get the necessary things she needs” Kael ordered but took it back almost immediately. “What am I fucking saying? Let her get everything on her own. She’s in a goddamn school anyway.”

I shot him an unbelieving stare as the guard stepped down and opened the door for him. Jeez, what kinda person is Kael? One moment, he’s good, the other moment, he’s all grumpy.

I stepped down from the car, clutching my dress, I sure looked different and it kinda made me feel awkward. I’ve never looked this pretty in my entire life.

Kyler, Kash, and Kenver stepped down from their cars as well. Have they been waiting for Kael?

“Tell me the bitch is also joining you at the Special study and I’ll quit” Kenver gruffed coldly and shot me a deadly glare.

“Not to worry bro, she’s like a toothless kitten, she won’t bite you” Kael replied and Kash chuckled. Oh great. Another name on my list is toothless kitten.

“I wouldn’t wanna stand here for one extra second” Kyler spoke coldly and walked off while the rest followed. Kyler was the oldest and looked like it.

He was full of authority, the grumpiest, coldest, and he hardly spoke unless he had something really important to say. And so far I’ve noticed, he doesn’t even smile or crack up.

I sighed and closed my eyes as I hugged my school bag. Gosh, I was so nervous. I opened my eyes immediately when I heard people screaming. Huh, what’s that?All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Not wanting to be seen by anyone, I tip-toed and peeped at the scene. Lots of students were crowding while others tried to push through for a view. What’s going on?

“The K-Brothers!” The students squealed and I rolled my eyes. Didn’t they have something more important to do than drooling over these rude and arrogant guys?

So just because they saw the Brothers, they’re screaming like Zeus ascended from heaven. Oh wow, just wow.

“You should be inside the school like the rest of the students” I turned immediately to see the blue-haired driver looking at me with both hands in his pocket and without saying a word, I looked off. Why does he care?

“You might want me to show you around, you know. It’ll be my pleasure, “he added. I shot him a stare and scoffed.

Wasn’t he the one Kael said not to help me out? I also noticed he had a school bag hanging on his right shoulder. Was he in school too?

“Oh that, I am also a Senior. Sir Kael was nice enough to get me registered” He said as if reading my thoughts. So Kael also registered the driver, isn’t that so good of him huh?

“I’m Stiles, let’s go. There are things we need to get before classes begin”

*

We were given our profile codes, timetables, locker keys, and everything. The school was so big and was made of crystal. The students who moved around really looked posh too.

“We’re not in the same class so… I’ll see you during lunch hours,” Stiles said and winked.

“Stop doing that, I hate it” I snapped with an eye roll and turned to walk off.

“Unless you’re headed for the poolside, you could go that way,” He said from behind and I sighed tiredly. My legs were hurting including my waist and all I wanted was to sit my dear ass down.

“Then where is my fucking classroom?”

*

“So class, We’ve got a new student amongst us. Miss Myers, come on in” The teacher said and beckoned me to walk in.

I walked in nervously but was startled when a “wow” erupted from the class. Jeez, I almost fell off due to how startled I was.

“That’s enough class. Go on Miss Myers, introduce yourself”

I gulped hard and looked up to find different pairs of eyes staring at me. I balled my fists and released them but that didn’t stop my hands from shaking.

“Am Leigh-Ann Myers” I introduced dryly and dropped my head. Not that I had anything else to say.

“Boo!” Came dryly from some students in the class, mostly guys. Whatever!

“Very we’ll Miss Myers, take a seat”

As I turned to walk off, I felt something light hit my head. I turned immediately and discovered I had been hit with a piece of paper. Urgh, how worse can this get?

“Ash-haired witch” A girl yelled from the back of the class while everyone burst into laughter.

I felt so ashamed and made to run out of the class. As I said, this place isn’t for people like me and when I mean people like me, I’m referring to the weak.

“Pick the piece of paper, Miss Myers. There’s a trash can at the back of the class” The teacher said and slowly, I bent and picked it up.

The whole class seemed to be quiet as I walked slowly to the back of the class but found no trash can.

“Come keep it on my dick, silver eyes,” Someone said while everyone laughed again. Jeez, is this what CamBridge looks like? If so, then I wouldn’t mind quitting school but again, I don’t wanna lose my job which I am starting to love so much.

Instead of being used as a laughing stock here, I should find a seat and fix my ass. I found an empty seat in front of a brown-haired girl who wore black leather bomb shorts and boots. She was chewing a piece of gum and kept blowing at it noisily.

“Go fix your ass somewhere else, I don’t wanna be staring at your chalky hair all the time,” She snapped and blew her gum. I tried hard not to roll my eyes as I turned to find a new seat.

Rich kids, what do they care about? They’re just a bunch of human beings who think they own the whole world. They’re just one set of dumbasses.

Still holding onto the paper in my hand, I made for another seat but before I could sit on it, it was dragged off, almost sending me to the ground.

Wtf??? Everyone laughed and it got me wondering. Is this how it’s seriously done here? I turned to another seat and was surprised when the girl beside it smiled at me and beckoned me to take the seat.

Being tricked once, I doubted if she was for real but seeing the smile on her face, I got over and took the seat, phew!

We didn’t have a class and trust me when I say the class looked like a club. The class was noisy as the girls talked about the latest everything, places they visited during the vacation, guys they met, and mostly, the K-Brothers.

“They are here!” They squealed

“One looked at me, I swear it, he looked at me” Another added and blushed hard.

“Stop dreaming Stormi, they would prefer looking at my disgusting shit than looking at you”

“So you’re tryna say your disgusting shits looks way more beautiful than me huh?”

“You being beautiful is an overstatement Stormi, they’ll love me cause I’ve got everything in the right proportions”

“Oh really, those fixtures huh? Suck my dick!”

I tried not to laugh my ass out as I listened to them. Are these girls kidding me? If only they knew the people they were dying for, they would surely not waste their time tryna get their attention.

Someone came to sit on my table, startling me. They were three guys actually and they all wore this look. “Unwrap the paper,” The One who sat on my table ordered, Icily.

He looked handsome including the other two but what paper? “Take it out of your bag now,” He said again and I flinched.

Students had begun to gather around us making me nervous and slowly, I dipped my hand into my bag and took the paper out.

I inhaled deeply and unwrapped the paper slowly but he grabbed the paper from my hand and looked into it as a smirk curved out on his lips.

“OMG!” One of the students squealed “The Bleeding Daggers picked her!” Another added.

Wait a minute. Bleeding what? “Welcome to the gang ash head. Be my girlfriend”

Everyone gasped and trust me, my heart almost jumped out of its place. Are they fucking kidding me?

“Dagger, I would have a word,” The girl on black leather bomb shorts said glaring hard at me. Okay, what did I do? For the record, she didn’t let me sit in front of her so what’s with the look?

The guy smirked and stood up from my table. She called him Daggers, was that his name? I also noticed the students had cleared a path for him already.

“I’ll come back for my reply doll. I don’t have much patience.” He said and walked out. Holy fucker!