“Wake up, sleepyhead! Knowing the scene I made at a party yesterday while intoxicated would keep me up much beyond midnight if I were you.” Melanie said, opening the curtains and the rays from the morning sun seeped through the room, causing Amanda to squint. She sat up on the bed, yawning, with her mouth wide open. She stretched in satisfaction as her consciousness cleared.

Disoriented, she looked around, her eyes adjusting to the bright light.

she ruffled her messy hair and plopped down on the bed.

“What do you mean? And how did I end up in your room?” She asked drowsily, her brows raising in bewilderment as she tried to recollect the events that had happened the night before.

Melanie stopped whatever she was doing to sit beside her on the bed. She crossed her arm and shook her head with pity as she stared at Amanda, who was trying so hard to recollect everything that had happened.

“Wait.. I remembered we were at the party last night. I got drunk and…” Amanda said and paused with a dropped jaw.

“Kissed a guy.” Melanie completed Amanda's statement before getting on her feet and releasing her crossed arms. Amanda's eyes grew wide, and she touched her lips slightly before taking a look at herself in the mirror.

“Oh no. My first kiss.. Who did I give it to?”

She asked, and her breath hinged in her throat as a million thoughts ran through her mind. She nibbled her lower lips before clenching her jaw.

Melanie sighed and said, “So you don't remember who you kissed last night?”

Amanda slipped her fingers into her hair, and she felt a slight ache in her head as she tried to remember.

Her eyes widened when she finally figured everything she did.

Melanie nodded, confirming her thoughts.

“Not just any guy, Amanda. But Carl, the famous Biker from Wild Hogs motorcycle club.. Damn girl. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw you kiss him. It's all over the news and I'm sure Carl is more than furious with you at the moment. How I wished that was the only thing you did…” Melanie disclosed, biting her lips as she paced the room.

Amanda could feel her heart ripping apart. Curiosity clouded her vision, and she sprang up from the bed with wide eyes.

“What do you mean? Wasn't that the only thing I did? Did - did I do something else?” She asked all at once, after closing the distance between them.

“It's sad to see that you still can't remember everything that happened..”

“Then tell me!” Amanda screamed, ruffling her messy blonde hair.

Melanie sighed before reaching for her phone in a corner. She unplugged it and scrolled through the screen, sighing at every interval.

Amanda could hear her heartbeat in her ear. Anxiety greeted her, and she snatched the phone from Melanie to see what it was.

Her eyes went wide and her brows shot to the roof when she read the news on the phone.

Her lips quivered as her eyes read between the lines. The headline says; When a drunk, nerdy girl kissed the hot biker.

“Oh, no…” Amanda mumbled, lost for words.

“That's not all, girl. You sure shook the news yesterday. You have been all over the news ever since you got drunk and kissed that biker.”

“What else did I do?”

“Babe. You bumped into him and broke his iPhone. You even went as far as giving him a kiss after that. It's my fault, anyway. I should have kept a close watch on you since I know how drunk you were last night. If I had, then all of this mess wouldn't have happened.”

Melanie disclosed, feeling rather disappointed with her face etched with regret .

It was then that everything dawned on Amanda. Her scattered thoughts returned, arranging themselves like a damned puzzle, and her eyes widened like saucers when she realized everything she did.

Not only did she bump into him and caused his phone to drop to the ground, but she also stupidly kissed him. She read all the comments of the post with teary eyes. Every cuss, every insult and ranting, especially from Carl's girlfriend, made her broken beyond repair. She was famous for being a nerd and now, she just made things worse after getting drunk last night and creating that mess.

Now everyone hates her for kissing the hottest biker in college

“This is not so good, Amanda. That phone costs thousands of dollars. How on earth are you going to pay for it? Heard it got broken.”

“What! This is so messed up. f**k you, Amanda. How could you be so foolish?!” Amanda cussed herself, ruffling her hair angrily as disappointment coated her face.

“I doubt you will be able to pay for his phone, even if you work for a month.”

“How do I see him? I mean.. I want to apologize for everything I did. I wasn't in my right mind, you know..”

“Tttch! Right mind? Do you think he's gonna listen to any of your stories? An apology alone won't do, girl.”

“So…. What should I do? Please tell me…”

“I seriously don't know. I really don't know. But I guess it's best you see him and just maybe discuss everything with him. Don't just apologize, do let him know how sorry you feel and probably tell him how you're going to pay back for the damaged phone.”

Melanie revealed and her words pierced Amanda's soft heart, making it shatter completely.

Pay for the phone?

She knew it would get to this, but she's never imagined herself having anything to do with a biker, especially not with a cold one like Carl.

Though she had always had a huge crush on him since day one of college, she only preferred to fantasize about being with him than getting to have anything to do with him physically. .

She knows how weird she can be. She's not good and is social around men. She can never be in his world since they're different and have nothing in common.

She still can't believe something finally brought them together, and it's all because of her foolishness.. Now she has to see him, not just that, but explain how stupid she was to kiss him at a party.

WILD HOGS MOTORCYCLE CLUB.

President, (Mr Finn)

Vice president. (Carl)

Enforcer. (Mason)

Sergeant at arms. (Henry)

Secretary (Jade)

Assistant secretary (Taylor)

Treasurer. (Roger)

Assistant Treasurer. (Kate)

Road captain (Marco)

And Other members………

Mild laughter, chatters, and chuckles burst from the Wild Hogs clubhouse. Blaring rock music with strong beats spilled the enormous club, pulsating the throbbing energy that radiated from within, and some members danced in pairs with drinks in hand.

Outside, a majority of motorcycles were parked, painted in various colors. One member, Jayden, is a neat freak who is completely smitten with his bike, so he busied himself cleaning it.

Another member, Raymond, occupied himself with drawing a woman who was posing in a corner. She had tattoos covering her neck, and her jet black hair had a hint of green at the side. With eager eyes, she observed Raymond sketching her, her emerald eyes penetrating his.

Justin, a new member, was busy with drawing more tattoos on Roger’s arm.

They were all dressed in a vest that displayed their patches.

Carl was having a conversation with Henry, the sergeant of arms. They both discussed a particular event that would be held soon at the Green house Theatre.

After they finished, Carl turned down the DJ’s music so he could grab everyone’s attention.

“Let’s gather around, everyone!” He exclaimed, clapping his hands above his head. Everyone left whatever they were doing to hear what he had to say.

Their club consists of twenty-five members. With twenty-two males and just three females, one of which was Carl’s girlfriend.

Seated side by side, they stared at Carl as he cleared his throat and began to talk.

“As everyone is aware, Mr. Finn, our president, is currently out of town, but that shouldn’t stop us from making plans and engaging in various activities. The Bikesparks group is hosting a brand-new motorcycle event at one of the largest theaters in Texas, and guess what?”

“What!” the other members asked at once, faces brimmed with curiosity and excitement.

“We’re invited to perform some stunts for them because they love our team. However, the fact remains that we are not the only ones invited. The Asphalt warriors were invited as well to perform some stunts for them.” Carl added, and there was a hiss among the members. Most of them rolled their eyes and some of them balled their fists, banging it on an object to display their frustration at the mention of the Asphalt warriors team. They’re also a famous motorcycle club, but they’re their rivals as well.

Carl was the vice president of the Wild Hogs motorcycle club and has been running the club even before they were in college. His father, a drug addict, never loved him and spent most of his time on gambling and women. His mother died when he was still very much young so he hasn’t received much love from anyone.

Luckily, he got to know Mr Finn during his teenage years. Mr Finn was a man in his early forties and was the president of the wild Hogs motorcycle club. There were no records about him being married or having any kids. People only knew him as the president of a motorcycle club. Carl became close friends with him and there, he found his interest in riding bikes.

When his father mistreated him severely, he had no choice but to run away from home to live with Mr. Finn. Together, they oversee the motorcycle club’s growth and attract further members. Carl, who was raised witnessing his father lead a wild lifestyle, also followed in his footsteps. Besides using and abusing narcotics, he also has a frigid demeanor that instills fear in others.

Finn’s adversary, Mr. Xavier was the manager of the Asphalt Warriors MC. Before things happened, they were both buddies, but now they were rivals who took pleasure in the same activities. Adrian Ronaldo, Carl’s opponent, served as the vice president of Asphalt Warriors. Not only was he attractive, but he was also a skilled bike rider.

Both Carl and Adrian are loved for their talents, but they did not consider each other as friends. While Carl had spiky brown hair, olive-toned skin and deep emerald eyes, Adrian on the other hand had fair skin, blond crew cut hair and deep blue eyes.

“F**k Asphalt warriors team. They’re no match with us, why would anyone in their right senses make us compete with them?” jade cussed, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms at the same time.

Since the Asphalt Warriors are their rivals with the same potential and skills, every member of the Wild Hogs team detested them and believed that they should not be friends.

After jade finished her statement, murmurs erupted and Carl banged his fist on the wall to silence them.

“Guys, that’s enough! This is not the first time we’re competing with the Asphalt warriors team, so stop making a fuss out of it. We only need to practice in order to defeat them and bring that golden medal to our club... to where it belongs. Do we all understand?!”.

Carl bawled, flicking his gaze at each of their faces while they all nodded in agreement.

“Okay. We’ll be performing more bike races and stunts at the event because we’re all riders. Besides our ability to win, a number of other factors will be evaluated during the race, including our poise, teamwork, and the stunts we plan to pull off. The winner will be determined by totaling those points. Remember, we aren’t the only teams. Several other teams will be there as well as the Asphalt warriors team, so let’s give it our all. I believe we can do this!”

Carl encouraged them, and they all nodded before placing their hands on top of each other.

“We can do this, can we?”

“Yes!”

“Wild Hogs team!” Carl cheered.

“The cool jetters!!” they all chorused before separating their joined hands and raising it in the air.

They all drank and raised a toast after Taylor brought the drinks. After the DJ started spinning some tunes, a few of them moved to the dance floor to groove to the intense pace and rhythm. While Justin went back to continue his tattoo design on Roger’s arm, some headed to the gaming house to play some bike games.

Jayden, who was so obsessed with his bike, gathered a few of the members and they did a mini bike race to prepare ahead for the forthcoming contest Carl discussed earlier.

Carl drank a glass of beer and placed the cup carelessly on the table. Mason, his closest friend, and the enforcer of their motorcycle club sat beside him.

Carl watched as Mason brought out his phone and stared at it with wide eyes, which piqued Carl’s interest.

“What?” Carl asked.

“Dude. How’s your phone now? Is it still working?”

Carl rolled his eyes as he brought out his phone. “Not at all. Displaying no indications of operation. I doubt if it’ll even turn on.”

Carl gazed at the fissure on the screen of his phone. Dropping it down, he ruffled his hair and placed his elbows on the table.

“There is news about what happened last night in the media. And that girl. Who’s she, by the way?” Mason asked, keeping his gaze on Carl, whose face was cold at the moment.

“I don’t know who she is..but I guess I often see her at the school library.”

“School - school library?” A shocked Mason stuttered, raising a brow..

“Since when have you been going to the libraries? Woah! That’s unlike you!” Mason exclaimed, finding it hard to believe. Carl was never a type to hold books for a minute, let alone read them. It was so strange to Mason that he mentioned going to the library.

“So tell me.. Did you go to the library because of her? I mean.. urh.. the nerd pretty girl?”

Mason asked, while Carl rolled his eyes.

“Why would I fall for someone like her? If I were to select girls to f**k, do you think she’d ever be a part of them?”

Mason rolled his eyes; He knew Carl was never infatuated with girls, as all he does was f**k them and ditch them.

“I understand, but what were you doing at the library? Carl only visits unusual locations when something piques his interest. Am I right? Let’s take, for instance, a beautiful, sexy girl you wish could end up in your bed.”

Mason hinted, but Carl continued to withhold the response he was hoping for. His gaze flew around the club, and then, when he looked at the entrance and saw someone approaching hesitantly, his eyes widened.. Not just anyone, but it was the drunk girl from last night. The one they were discussing at the moment. The girl who dared to kiss him and foolishly broke his phone. She had these large doe eyes, golden blonde hair and innocent face that somehow brightens his spirit within.

Carl watched as she took slow hesitant steps into the club with her eyes glancing at everyone’s faces. She gawked as an enormous clubhouse glared back at her and most people did not really bother about her presence, since they were engaged with some activities.

When she sighted Carl, her eyes sprang wide like saucers and she couldn’t help but fiddle her fingers and bury her eyes on her shoes…She stared back at him and his cold emotionless eyes glared back at her, staring at her with such intensity that made her skin crawl.

She was in a shirt and short skirt. Even with how free her outfit was, her curves could not be ignored. She was busty, pretty, and simple. Something about her amuses Carl, but he just couldn’t lay his finger on it. She was the main reason he went to the library that day, but he just couldn’t confess it to Mason since he was all high, mighty, and filled with pride.

He could remember the kiss.. How her lips touched his, softly like a dragonfly on water. It made every inch of the place she touched sacred.

Amanda gulped down the lump in her throat. Carl’s deep green eyes hovered over her features, making her feel small. Her legs became heavy and she couldn’t even move an inch from where she stood. She wished that the earth could open and swallow her so she wouldn’t have to make eye contact with him. Her heart thudded frantically against her ribcage, like it was about to explode.

Carl got on his feet and every step he took towards her made her heart beat faster. She held her breath, the air on her skin rising as she watched those sly smiles deepen as he ambled to where she stood.

A blazing fire sparked in Carl’s pupils, sending chills down her spine. He towered over her with narrowed eyes as he took in her appearance. Biting her lower lip, she shut her eyes, unable to look into his face.

“I’m - I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to kiss you last night,” the words slowly rolled out of her mouth while Carl smirked.

Furrowing his brows, he suddenly grabbed her by the arm and pushed her to the wall, making her back lean on it. She forcefully opened her eyes and stifled a gasp as she met his emotionless gaze.

He held her chin, making them have eye contact.

“I’m sorry barbie doll, but your apologies can’t fix my broken phone, you know,” He mumbled with his voice like the call of a death knell. He traced her jaw with his fingers before settling his gaze on her perky breasts. Every of his intense gaze made her skin crawl, and she wished she could disappear like smoke in a wind at that moment.

Amanda shuddered when she saw those devilish smirks on his face. His eyes bored into hers with such intensity that could make holes in her.

‘Lord. Save me,’ she mumbled under her breath, wondering what he plans on doing to her.

Carl placed his hands on the wall, pinning her to his center. She steadied her breathing, trying hard to keep calm.

“I promise to fix your phone. I juggle schooling with a part-time job. I’ll make sure I take several jobs and shifts just to pay back for the damage I caused to your phone. Please.” She pleaded while Carl shifted his gaze to her cherry heart-shaped lips, a smirk pulling at the corners of his lip.

He could still remember how she pulled him and planted a kiss on him. Those soft lips of hers. They were like magic.

How can a nerd like her taste so delightful and heavenly at the same time?

His gaze lingered on hers, and she could feel a bead of sweat trickling down her spine. The air became heavy like lead and she held her breath, her heart pounding crazily like a tsunami.

His musky, scented cologne was so strong and it filled her lungs as they stood within the radius of a handshake. Placing his hands on hers on the wall, she could feel those soothing warmth and she silently cussed herself for remembering such detail in a tense situation like this.

Lowering his face above hers, she could feel his breath on her skin, but she tried hard to remain calm as possible. . .

“How will you pay back for the damages?” He asked, his words lighter than a feather yet somehow heavy enough to crush her.

Her chest tightened, and she rubbed her clammy hands together under the heat of his gaze. It felt like her air plug was cut off as she panted to catch her breath.

Pulling herself together, she forced herself to speak. “I work at a restaurant near the school’s museum. I will ensure I take extra hours of work so I can get enough funds to pay for those damages..”

Carl’s smirk turned into a frown and she blinked as she tried to understand the unreadable expression on his face.

“And when will you be able to come up with the money to fix the phone? This phone, Barbie doll, is f**g pricey. The cost of repairs is significantly more than the purchase price. How are you going to do it?”

Amanda’s jaw dropped slightly. She tried to mask the shocked look on her face with a serious gaze, but Carl was no stupid. He could sense her fear and how scared she was to hear his statement.

“How- much - will - it - cost - for - the repair?” She asked slowly, her words slurring with each syllable with her breath coming out in ragged gasps. Carl could feel the fear in her voice and he knew certainly well that she wouldn’t be able to afford the costs for the repair.

“It’s an iPhone, and it costs three thousand dollars for a repair. Now tell me, while you work at your restaurant, will you be able to cover the cost within a month?”

He asked, his tone heavier than a stack of bricks.

She glanced up and her jaw dropped, eyes widening to twice their size when his words registered in her brain. She gasped, taking her bottom lip in her mouth, nibbling on it until she could feel blood slipping into her mouth. There was a lingering silence as Carl awaited her response, the silence thick and almost enough to choke her.

She works at a restaurant and as a delivery girl just to earn some little change. Even though she was on a scholarship, she still needed to pay for food, items, groceries, and her apartment. The few bucks she earned could barely cater to her needs, but it was enough to keep her soul and body together.

Although she knew the job was enough to sustain her, she couldn’t deny how time consuming and stressful it was. How the hell will she be able to come up with three thousand dollars in a single month?

Beads of sweat rolled down her face, and she tried to calm the raging displeasure and troubles in her heart before returning her gaze to Carl, who had been waiting patiently for her response.

“I will pay it back, but please, give me two to three months. My boss is yet to increase my salary and I have some bills as well.”

Indeed, she was right. She had a lot of bills. Even in school, she would typically send her mom and her cousin, who also resides at her mom’s apartment, the little change she earned. Her little cousin, a teenager, is an orphan whose parents died in a car accident. Her cousin’s late mom was a younger sister to Amanda’s mother. Since the poor girl had no parents, she had to live with Amanda’s mom. Because of their poor condition, her cousin wasn’t able to go to school, so Amanda has been trying hard to save for their necessary bills and her education.

“You could have thought about your bills before getting all drunk and damaging my phone, Missie..” Carl whispered coldly in her ear, his cold voice sending chills down her spine.

She couldn’t look at his face. Her eyes were on his broad chest, which was designed with a lot of tattoos.

“Face me,” He ordered, and she forced herself to look up at him.

“I can’t wait for three months before getting my phone repaired. You can’t expect a famous biker like me to be phoneless. We’re having an upcoming contest and I need to train my members with a video I saved on that phone…”

“Please.. I’ll. I’ll do all I can to pay back, but please just give me some time. I promise,” Amanda implored, hoping to elicit some sympathy from him, but his cold expression was a stark contrast to what she expected. She was hoping her pleas would soften his heart, but it did nothing.

“Let’s do it this way. You work at the bar in my clubhouse for two months and pay back the debt. I’ll even lower the amount you have to pay. That is contingent on your employment here. How do you see that?” He conditioned and her eyes sprang wide like saucers. Her heart had a struck as she looked sideways, taking note of the enormous lousy clubhouse filled with some rugged tattooed bikers dancing to the beat of a rock music.

She noticed three ladies were staring at her with disgust at a corner. Their stares held jealousy, contempt, hatred and more..

If looks could kill then she should be six feet below the earth from their gaze..

Why would they hate her this much when they aren’t even acquainted with her? Do they think she’s trying to steal their vice president? Fine..she admitted that she acted wrong by kissing him last night but she was too drunk to think properly.

One of the girls raised her middle finger to Amanda’s face and with gritted teeth, she mouthed the word ‘Fuck you.’

Amanda understood what she meant at that instance. They definitely did not give her a warm welcome there and they do not want to see her face either. How on earth will she be able to work in a toxic environment like this? She remembered how she crossed paths with bullies on the first day of college. She hasn’t healed from her frequent tortures she receives from her bullies and she doesn’t want to cross paths with new ones.

She took a deep breath as she came to a conclusion..

“Thanks for the offer, but um.. I don’t think I can work here.”

“Why?” Carl asked, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ears. He caressed her jaw, and she cussed herself inwardly for having some kind of reaction to his touches.

‘What the hell is wrong with me?’ She asked in her mind.

“I can’t work here. Just want to work at my own space and convenience. I promise to cover the costs myself. I will get the mo–”

“---When? Till when?”

Amanda swallowed the lump in her throat and stared at him sternly, “Next month.. I’ll get it within a month,”

She saw a flicker of surprise in his eyes, as if her words had struck a nerve in his heart. Amanda didn’t know what gave her the courage to make that decision. She had undoubtedly chosen to work hard and obtain loans from others in order to repay them. She’d rather do that than work in a toxic environment and a world that reeked of alcohol, sweats, smoke and filled with mean girls with bitchy sassy attitudes.

Smiling, Carl mumbled and concluded, “Okay then.. Let’s see..”

He released her, and she pressed her lips before making her way out of the noisy clubhouse. She could feel his gaze burning on her back as she left the building.

When she was miles away from the clubhouse, she ruffled her hair and screamed in the thin air, letting out all of her frustrations.

“See the mess you got yourself into, Amanda? Why are you this useless?!”

When she heard footsteps and chortles, she raised her head, curious to see who it was.

Her heart hammered hard in her chest and her eyes widened when she realized that it was those three girls from earlier. Those mean girls with tinted hair, pierced nose, tattoos on their bodies on sexy tight clothing. She pondered what they might be planning and what they possibly want from her.

As she tried to skirt past them, one of them yanked a fistful of her hair, dragging her back to their side.

How mean can they be?

“What do you want from me?!!” Amanda screamed loudly, getting tired of their harassment. She doesn’t want trouble for herself, which was why she refused Carl’s offer of working in his clubhouse even when he agreed to reduce the amount she’s paying back for his phone damages.

“I see you love being famous, urh..” Taylor spat, grabbing Amanda by the wrist with her amber eyes brimming with hatred and scorn..

“You’re all over the news, Missie. I guess you should be happy now that you finally got to kiss Carl. The famous Biker, every girl’s crushing on urh?” Kate scoffed, spanking Amanda on the shoulder.

“You acted drunk, or maybe you purposely got drunk so you could achieve your goal of kissing him. Only God knows how long you’ve been planning or wanting to kiss him. I know girls like you. Aren’t you the nerd on scholarship? So you also have a thing for bad guys?!”

Taylor taunted, yanking Amanda’s hair.

“I didn’t mean to do it. You should know I wasn’t in my right mind at that moment..” Amanda countered, glaring at each of their faces with gritted teeth.

Jade, who hadn’t spoken, narrowed her eyes at Amanda. Her face darkened, and she stepped towards her before grabbing her throat.

Amanda’s eyes bulged as she stared straight into her deep black eyes, which shone with contempt.

“Let me warn you, idiot. Carl is my boyfriend. So get the f**k off him!”

She tightened her grip on Amanda’s neck and asked, “Now tell me, what did Carl say to you back there? What did you both discuss? Tell me every f**g thing I need to know. If you dare lie, I will cut off your tongue, bitch!”