Chapter 4

Maya's POV

The classes passed by in a blur, I barely registered anything the teachers said.

I have been dragging my feet around the school all day, trying to forget that people were talking wherever I passed.

They didn't bother to hide it, they didn't whisper. They even pointed fingers at me.

All mocking me for throwing myself at Jaxson. They must think I'm some despicable being.

Maybe i should just drop out of the school, maybe all of this would end.

"Arggg!" I let out a yelp as I tripped over something... No, someone purposely tripped me.

Staring back at me was a grinning Tiffany, while the whole hallway erupted in a mocking laughter.

"She must be thinking about how she is going to throw herself at him again, probably why she tripped."

"Of course, that's all she ever thinks about."

"I can't even begin to imagine how disgusted Jaxson must have felt when she kissed him."

"She must think, if she was able to get into his pants, her spot on the cheerleader's team would be secured."

I zeroed out of what they were saying, picking myself off the floor and dusting the dirt. I walked past Tiffany, not bothering to respond or glance back at her.

I released a breath I didn't know I was holding when I got outside the school.

"It's finally over." I muttered under my breath but I knew deep down, it wasn't.

I would still get to see Jaxson when I get back to the house. Maybe I should confront him, demand answers as to why he would decide to tarnish my image this way.

I jumped back in shock, my heart almost jumping out of my chest as a car honked beside me.

I placed my hand on my racing chest, trying to calm down as I took a look at the car. It was the same one that picks and drops Jaxson.

The same one I was supposed to go back to the house with but I wasn't going to.

"Miss, you are the one we are waiting for." The driver said, as he rolled down the window.

"I'm fine." I cleared my throat. "You can head back without me, I will walk home."

I noticed as his gaze went to the back, just where Jaxson was sitting, scrolling on his phone and not even sparing me a glance.

Yeah, walking home was better.

"But, it's far. You are going to get home late." The driver insisted but I shook my head.

"I'm good. You can go back without me, thank you for offering me a ride." I started walking away before he could say another word.

My eyes caught sight of Jaxson, just in time to see him looking at me before he glanced away.

I continued walking on the sidewalk while the car followed after me slowly.

Why are they following me?

I was tempted to ask but I wasn't sure I was going to like the response I would get, so I ignored it.

I had planned to cry my eyes out while walking back home but with the car trailing behind me, I couldn't.

I don't want Jaxson to see me cry. I don't want to give him that satisfaction anymore.

I know he must already be impressed with himself that he has managed to break me and publicly humiliate me.

My hands went to my waist, I was already tired from walking but thank goodness, I'm not too far from the house anymore.

Just then, the car sped past me. Now, moving at the speed a car should initially move with.

I'm sure Jaxson must have told the driver to slow down so he can savor my misery. He must be so happy with himself.

A few minutes later, I got back to the house and went straight to the room that was given to me.

I dropped my bag close to the foot of the bed and went to the bathroom. Locked the door and stood under the shower, and turned it on.

Letting the cold water wash over me as I was finally able to cry my eyes out.

I should have pushed him away.

I should never have kissed him back, or begged him to kiss me.

If only I had known this was the evil plan he had in my mind. After crying for almost an hour, I was starting to feel cold and my eyes already hurt.

I took off my already wet clothes and took a quick shower before going back to the room. I put on something comfortable that would bring me warmth.

I moved to the mirror, to take a look at myself.

A gasp left me as I took a look at myself in the mirror. My eyes were swollen, double their usual size.

A knock came on the door and I scrambled away from the mirror to check on who was at the door.

"The young master wishes for you to join him in the living room. He is ready for today's tutoring session." The butler said, immediately I opened the door.

I was going to tell him I was too tired to tutor today but I decided against it. It was my job after all, I might as well just go and do it.

"Of course, I will join him very soon." I finally responded. "I just need to grab my lesson note."

"I will let him know." The butler nodded, he looked like he wanted to say something else but he didn't.

He offered me a little smile before walking away.

I turned back to my room, I grabbed some of my notes and walked towards the living room.

There sat Jaxson with his phone in hand and books on the table.

I wonder what he intends to do now.

"I'm here for your tutoring session." I announced after standing in the living room for three minutes and he seemed not to have noticed my presence or he just chose to ignore me.

"What are we learning today?" He asked, finally glancing up from his phone.

"Maybe we will learn about framing innocent people." I seethed, my grip on the books in my hand tightening.

"Excuse you?"

Chapter 5

Maya's POV

"Excuse you?" He ached an eyebrow, his eyes already glinting with anger.

I took a deep breath before releasing it. Not right now, arguing or bickering with him could get me fired and I can't really afford that right now.

I doubt I would be able to get another job that would pay this much with a place to stay.

I really don't want to go back and live with my so-called father.

"Nothing." I forced a smile on my face. "I was just asking you to tell me the subjects that are tough for you."

"I thought as much." He scoffed before he leaned back in his seat, pretending to think for a minute before speaking up. "All."

Of course, he would have difficulties with all subjects. He wasn't a dullard but he wasn't a scholar either.

How he manages to make it to the top three still shocks me, sometimes just ten percent away from pushing me to the third position.

"I will recommend we start with easier subjects. For quick assimilation." I walked closer to him, about to sit on the couch next to him but the look on his face told me I would regret it if I did.

I cleared my throat and sat on the floor beside his leg. "We can start with English if you want."

"Not English. Let's start with biology." He huffed out.

I glance up at him confused, does he even know what he is saying at all?

"But, you don't take biology classes." I muttered.

"What exactly are you being paid for, Maya?" He asked, glaring daggers at him.

I gulped down before opening my mouth to respond. "To tutor you and babysit your sister."

"And what's stopping you from tutoring me about biology?" He asked.

"Nothing." I forced a smile and grabbed my own biology. I made sure he was no longer holding his phone, who knows what kind of video he would make of me next.

I started summarizing and explaining everything I knew about biology to him. But he didn't even look the slightest bit interested in what I was saying.

He looked really bored, why would he ask me to tutor him in biology when he isn't even interested in it.

But I continued anyway and only stopped when he raised his hand for me to stop talking.

"That's enough for today." He said, already getting up from the chair.

"But, we have barely spent thirty minutes. Your class isn't supposed to end until the next hour and thirty minutes." I complained, standing to my feet.

"My homeworks are on the table. I expect them to be done and already on my table before six pm." He gestured to the books on the table.

"But..." I stopped talking as he walked away from me.

Well, I tried my best.

"Can't even do his own homework by himself." I grumbled, grabbing the books and heading back to my room.

I dropped the books on my bed, alongside my own homework before deciding I needed a snack. I have barely had anything to eat today, except coffee and a piece of cookie.

I got to the kitchen, shocked as I saw a woman. She was in a maids uniform, I don't remember having seen her around since I got here.

"Good evening." I greeted as I stepped further into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator.

"Good evening." She bowed. "I'm guessing you must be the young master's girlfriend."

I spat out the water I was drinking, even almost choking at her words.

How could she think I was his girlfriend?

Didn't anyone tell her about me already?

"Sorry." She ran towards me, a look of concern on her face.

"Thank you, I'm fine." I smiled faintly at her. "And I'm not his girlfriend."

"Ohh, sorry I must have made a mistake. I have never seen you around and saw you in the living room with him earlier." She smiled awkwardly, scratching the back of her neck.

"It's okay. I'm Maya, his new tutor and sister's babysitter." I introduced myself with a smile.

"Rose, I just started here as the maid." She replied.

"Well, nice to meet you, Rose."

"It's nice to meet you too." She nodded and I returned with a smile before she went back to what she was doing.

I grabbed the snack I came to the kitchen with, taking the bottle water with me in case I needed to hydrate.

"Now, let's see what we have here." I opened Jaxson' books and started going over the questions.

Answering the ones I could and searching for the remaining answers in his textbooks. I got up the bed as I finished, stretching my limbs before grabbing the books and leaving my room.

I can't wait for his sister to come back, maybe then, he will realize I have to spend more time taking care of her and I don't have time to do his homework for him.

Instead of entering his room, I dropped the books by his door instead. I didn't want to take the risk of going inside and him making another video of me.

I was trying my best to stay away from him and his room. I want the only time I get to see him was during school hours and time for his tutoring sessions.

I went back to my room, finishing up my own homework before deciding I wanted to take a walk around the place.

I haven't taken a tour since I arrived here, courtesy of the one and only Jaxson.

I walked around the house, not opening any doors. I wouldn't want to get in trouble because I wanted to look around the house.

The house was even bigger than I thought. I knew it was big but I just didn't expect this many rooms to be in the house.

How rich are the Wynn's exactly?

Maybe the kind of rich that makes their name appear in the magazine almost every year.

Just as I was about to turn around and call it a day, soft music reached my ear.

My legs moved by themselves, taking me to where the music was coming from.

I peeked through the slightly opened door to see Jaxson playing the piano.

Wait, he plays the piano!!!

That's new, I never thought he was capable of doing something and especially playing these nice sounds.

"What are you doing there?" I snapped back to my senses as Jaxson turned to look at me.

"Shit!" I muttered, running away and not even bothering to look back.

Chapter 6

Maya's POV

I shifted more closer to the car door, leaving a huge space between Jaxson and I.

I was going to school with him today, for two reasons actually. One, I almost passed out when I woke up this morning.

My legs hurt so bad from walking a long distance and two, Jaxson had asked me to get in the car himself.

More like threatened. He said he was going to report to his father that I wasn't teaching him anything and that would have caused my pay to be slashed in half and I really can't afford that right now.

And also, he has been acting weird since yesterday evening when he caught me watching him play the piano and I ran away.

I thought he was going to chase after me but, surprisingly, he didn't. I saw him during dinner but all he said was I shouldn't say a word to anyone about him playing the piano.

Else, he would make my already miserable life, even a bigger mess.

"You are getting off, here." Jaxson announced as the car came to a stop, not bothering to spare me a glance.

Of course, he wouldn't want to be seen with me coming down from his car at school.

And truthfully, I wouldn't want that either.

"Thank you." I smiled even if he didn't see it and got out of the car.

Thankfully, he had the conscience to ask me to drop me just a minute walk away from the school. I gripped my bag tighter, as I walked towards the school.

Preparing myself mentally for the day ahead of me.

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Tiffany clung to Jaxson’s side all day, not that it bothered me but she wouldn’t stop mentioning my name.

I don’t know what they are saying about me but, I know whatever it is wasn’t good.

I avoided them all day, only seeing them when we had classes together and even then, I made sure to avoid them like a plague.

“Ms. Grey,” the teacher called out and I instantly stood up, looking at Mr Whelan confused and wondering what I did wrong.

“Can you help me hand out these results back to the class?” Mr Whelan asked.

“Yes, Sir.” I nodded and went up to his desks, taking the results from him and giving it back to the students, according to their names.

I heard snickers as I was passing the papers around but I paid no mind to it.

I took in a deep great as I got back to my seat, focusing on the ongoing class and not the students, making fun of my plus size and how I almost bumped into desks.

The class ended and I waited for everyone to leave before grabbing my backpack, bidding bye to Mr Whelan before leaving the class.

I went straight to the restroom, splashing water on my face and staring at myself through the mirror.

“You are holding up, pretty well, Maya.” I mumbled under my breath. “Just two more hours and I will be back in my little comfort zone.”

I groaned as I remembered my comfort zone wasn’t so comfortable, it had the devil’s reincarnate in it.

Jaxson Wynn.

“What are you doing here?” I heard the least voice, I had expected to hear speak to me today, talk.

I didn’t respond to her. Maybe if I keep quiet, she will get the clue and leave me alone.

“Are you deaf?” She asked again.

“What do you want from me, Tiffany?” I demanded. “I have done my best to make sure I don’t get in anything that concerns you today.”

“Are you talking back to me?” She grabbed me by the shoulder forcefully to face her. “I hope you still remember all that I have done and can still do to you.”

“That’s why I made sure to stay out of your way.” I deadpanned. “You are the one that sought me out.”

“Please.” She laughed bitterly, turning the faucet on and washing her hands.

“You must be insane to think I came here because of you.” She continued.

“Then, I guess I can take my leave now.” I said.

I know I could just walk out on her but I didn’t want to risk her tripping me and making me fall face down on the restroom floor.

“You will only leave after I do.” She said, her tone sharp a reminder that i should keep my mouth shut and not try to upset her.

“Do one thing for me…” she paused, turning to look at me before she continued. “Stay the fuck away from Jaxson. I don't even want you breathing in the same air as him.”

“How am I supposed to do that when he is always the one in my space. I’m his prey, remember, and very soon, he will come looking for me to carry his books back to the library.” I questioned.

“I don’t care about how you do it but stay away from him.” She hissed, pointing a finger to my chest.

“And don’t think I have forgotten that you forcefully kissed him. I will get you back real soon.” She continued.

“Ouch!” I screamed as she pushed me, making me land on my butt.

“That small push and you fell to the ground, such a shame.” She shook her head slowly. “You can come meet me for tips though.”

She didn’t need to expatiate, I already knew the tips she was referring to.

“Thank you, but I will not be needing your tips. You might need mine for your nose though.” I snickered as I got off the floor.

A gasp left her mouth as she looked at me shocked. “You did not just say that to me.”

“I just did.” I affirmed.

We heard footsteps approaching us and before I knew it, Tiffany cried out as she tripped herself and fell on the floor.

Slapping herself hard across the face. “Maya!”

“What’s going on here?” Sophia, one of her minions asked as she stepped into the bathroom.

“…can you believe what this wretched girl did to me?” Tiffany cried out. “She slapped and pushed me.”

“No I did not.” I was quick to defend myself.

“And why is she on the floor, if you didn’t?”