A Little Touch Of Roses episode 18

🌹🌹🌹 A Little Touch Of Roses 🌹🌹🌹

🥀🥀🥀 Kemmy B. Gabriel 🥀🥀🥀

🙄 Do me a favor and don’t copy my work, except you are paying me to do it. 🙄

🌹 Chapter Eighteen: I know you 🌹

Isaac’s standpoint

Day four of Rosita being the hate student and everyone is already too terrified to try anything. You hit her with one, and she hits h-rder. The previous day, she and Zed summoned the wh0le school to the announcement hall without their knowledge of who actually called. The principal called for them, which means he is in support of what they are doing. They did something to the seats and glued everyone in place. Then, lizards and spiders rained from the ceiling. No one could run away.

We watched from our lounge. They installed cameras to watch everything. I just watched those two devils in amusement as they laughed like creeps while stuffing their faces with popcorns. Then they filled the room with some kind of laughing gas. According to them, it wouldn’t harm them but it sure made the wh0le school look like a laughing academy. It was only at the end that we knew the lizards and spiders were holograms, solid holograms. Most of the students already cried their eyes out while laughing and many peed on themselves.

As if that was not enough, before school, they locked all the windows and doors and played a haunted school prank on everyone. The number of students that collapsed was incredible and most were still in the hospital. When their very important parents showed up the following day, the principal called for Rosita and no one knows what she said or did to them, but they left quietly and I even heard some scolded their children. And before school ended yesterday, she bundled most of the idols and gave them the fright of their lives.

So here we are on day four, the students protesting and scre-ming at the idols to call off the hate card because it was obvious Rosita could have them murder and get away with it. They weren’t ready to get punish for their sakes. The teachers all announced that they would give everyone bad grades if Rosita wasn’t free. I don’t know how she did it, but she did and Zed helping her made it work faster.

“Remove the hate card!”

“Free her before she kills us!”

“Please, free her!” The scre-m went on upstairs. I shook my head as Sakura continued to giggle. She pulled me to our secret class and was feeding me. She had taken it upon herself to always feed me at lunch, for three days now. And at night, she would call me and make sure I ate while she watched me on video call. Yes, Sakura was calling me and I was indeed swell by the new development. I would always wait for her to call before I ate.

“Almost done, bunny,” another thing, she was calling me by my pet name again. Hope, I was getting a lot of hope.

“I’m tired,” I whined like I was actually tired. She swat my shoulder and glared at me scoldingly. I sighed with defeat and open my mouth for her.

“Good boy. We need to submit our story soon, so we need to add it together.”

“Yeah, soon,” then we wouldn’t have anything to meet up for, sadly.

“Ahem, mike testing,” Rosita’s voice came from the announcement intercom. “Is this thing working? Yeah, it is. Well everyone, my name is Rosita Sugimoto and I’m here to bring you the latest gist. Have you ever watch the most embarrassing videos of your favourite idols? Well, you shouldn’t have to wait any longer because in about one hour, I’ll be uploading the most embarrassing videos in the school website. If the idols think I’m bluffing, then I’ll start by asking Cedric what he did on October 31 last year. I got my video from a reliable source. Jake, what did you do last week? Start guessing. I know who pulled the secret card and except you don’t want the videos getting out to the public, you better pull it out before one hour. Your time starts now.”

“That sister of yours is something else,” I chuckled. Sakura nodded with pride. “She wouldn’t really do it, would she?”

“For extra reassurance, check the school site now for an entertainment video,” she continued. I quickly brought out my phone to check. The latest update was done three minutes ago. I played the video and angled my phone so Sakura would see. It was a video of Jake wearing someone’s wig, female p-nties and b-ra and heels and catwalking in his room.

How did she get the video?

Sakura started laughing and I could hear laughter from the hallway. Jake flipped his wig dramatically and struck a pose. The door opened and his older sister walk in. She scre-med.

“Jake, what are you doing with my things, again?! Mom! Jake is wearing your wig and heels and my underwear again!”

“Jake! How many time will I tell you to stop being a creep!” His mom shouted from the background.

“I’m not a creep, I’m s€×y Aurora, look at my h¡ps,” he swung his nonexistent h¡ps and flip the hair again. It looked like she hacked into his house surveillance cameras. The video ended.

“How did she get the video?” I mused. Sakura giggled.

“Neesan is a hacker,”

“Oh, that explains it.”

“Enough of them, let’s focus on our project. We have until tomorrow to submit it. Neesan already dropped hers,” Sakura said seriously. I looked at her curiously, “don’t ask me what they wrote, I didn’t check but Neesan said it has something to do with Zedekiah dying in a car crash after trying to separate her from her love.”

“I’m surprise they didn’t end up with an axe in each others head,” I chuckled. Sakura gave me a frustrated look.

“Oh, she is trying to carry an axe to school, but I have to check her bag everyday now. Yesterday, she carried an electric gun to shoot him.” I rest my back on the desk as I began to laugh.

“What did those two do to each other to cause such hate?” She shrugged.

“I feel like it’s more of unspoken love,”

“Or s€×ual tension,” I murmured. She swat my arm scoldingly.

“Don’t say that. If she hears you, she’ll kill you.”

“Yeah, if. Now, I’m already done with my part, wanna see it? I really tried to make it good enough,” I excitedly brought out my book from my bag and handed it over to her. Sakura licked the food stain off her fingers as she watched me uncertainly. “Hey, I worked hærd to write this, at least check it,” she continued to lick her hand. The action suddenly looked s€×ual even though she didn’t mean to make it that way.

I watched her tongue run over her index finger, gracefully sliding along the side and over the tip of her nail. She passed the pink flesh to her middle finger and repeated the action, slower, s€×ier. I ran my tongue over my l-ips, completely mesmerise by what she was doing. My c*ck hærdened with delight as I recalled a particular memory from our past, from one of the nights I spent teaching her how to give a blow job.

My eyes left her fingers and run down to her chest, her open cle-vage. It suddenly mattered. I can swear she had her jacket on before and her uniform was properly buttoned. I followed the valley to where it was clothed. The desire to pluck out every single button until her torso is bare to me hærdened me more. My mind went wild with the thought of what b-ra she had on. Was it lace? I could kill for a girl in lace bras and she knew that.

Sakura reached her fingers forward and took the book from me. She pushed herself backward and crossed her leg. Blood almost gush out of my nose when her skirt flew up and revealed her garter and p-nties. I choked on my saliva and started coughing.

“What now? Do you want water?” She was already handling the water bottle to me. I took the bottle while glancing at her open legs and everything between. I opened the cap of the bottle and drank from the water, still looking at her legs. Her laps had gotten fuller and fresher than it was the last time I touched them. Also, her skin was smoother, so much smoother and tempting.

Sakura’s thighs was one of my weaknesses.

I couldn’t peel my eyes off. She had no idea as she went through my work. I mentally scolded myself to behave, but I couldn’t behave, not when I could see what I’ve missed.

“You did good, I can’t believe you wrote this,” she said with disbelief, “I’ll use this one. Bunny, you did… What are you looking at?”

Shit!

I quickly averted my eyes but she caught me. She covered her skirt quickly with a hiss. I could feel her glare at the top of my head. I grip the bottle tightly as I blushed with embarrassment. “Sorry, I couldn’t control my eyes,”

“Yes, I can see that,” she said sardonically, “I’m leaving first, see you tomorrow, Isaac-kun,”

Nickname gone.

“Sakura, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stare,” I apologised with a little panic. I had ruin the small progress we made. “I’m sorry, I should have told you your skirt was open. Sakura, Please don’t be mad,” I begged as she packed her things.

“I’m not. It’s not like you haven’t seen me unclad before. If there’s anything I feel right now, it’s pity,” she said blankly, pulling up her stockings. I stared at her with confusion. She sighed and looked at my p-nts. I followed her gaze and saw that I had given myself a boner. “Good luck taking care of that.” And with that, she flung her backpack over her shoulder and walked out.

Great, just great.

🌹 Rosita’s standpoint 🌹

I sat in class with legs on top of my desk and body lazily resting on the chair. My headphone filled my ears with music and my hands tapped to the rhythm. I was feeling on top of the world. The students were looking at me with pleading eyes, even as the teacher was teaching. It was just simple, they hadn’t faced someone who gave them fire before.

The bell rang for the end of class. I dropped my legs and adjusted myself. I was wearing hose so I wasn’t bothered by how high my skirt rode up. I snake my fingers around my bag strap and was about to lift it when someone slammed her hand on my desk. I raised my head and stared at her questioningly.

“Now listen here, you little showoff, who do you think you are to go around bullying our idols and Senpai? Who do you think you are to upload that embarrassing video of Jake Senpai! Who do you think you are!” I unzip my bag, dip my hand in,side and brought out my carefully sealed skunk spray. She was still scre-ming nonsense. “You better apologise to him or we the Jake Wota girls would…” I sprayed the disgusting spray on her face.

I stood up as she staggered back while scre-ming, “your breath stinks, use that amazing mint,” I flung my back over my shoulder and sauntered to the exit door. “Tick tock, idols, tick tock.” I walked out of the class and went straight to my locker. Sakura was waiting for me there.

“Neesan,” she called with a ‘I just did something crazy’ grin. I walked closer to her with a curious gaze. “You won’t believe what I just did,” she said and giggled, “I still have effect on isaac-kun, he still loves me,” she whispered.

“Tell me you didn’t do what mom said to do,” she grinned sheepishly. I sighed and shook my head. Mom advice her to tempt him and make their last time together, miserable. Sakura wasn’t angry at him anymore, she wasn’t even sure what she was feeling but she was buying mom’s idea.

What is she teaching us? I don’t know.

The other time, she told me to k-ss Zed and try taking off my top so he’ll see I have big br-asts and love me. The world would end if mom and Zelda should ever become friends.

“So, what are you going to do about Isaac? Are you going to give him a chance?” I asked as I opened my locker.

“Chance for what? He dumped me, shattered my heart, what chance?”

“But you no longer feel hatred for him, since you found out he still loves you,” I pointed out. I took out my chemistry book and shut the locker. Sakura was staring into space thoughtfully, “don’t you want to find out why he left you?”

“Because I’m poor,” she deadpanned.

“There is another reason, Sakura-chan, find out why he really did it so you can be happy.” She averted her far away look to me and peered suspiciously.

“What are you not telling me?”

“What he needs to tell you. Anyways, I’ve got my new project to handle with Zedd*ck, wish him luck.”

“Don’t you mean you?”

“No, I meant him. He’ll need it. Bye, Sakura-chan,” I k-ssed her cheek, pushed some strand of her hair behind her ear and patted her puffy cheeks. “Be good, love you.”

“Love you too, Neesan,” I waved at her as I walked away. I took the elevator to the idol lounges floor. The guards already knew me so they let me pass as usual. I was walking to Zodiac Lounge when Meena pulled her door open and just yank me in,side her own lounge. I was suddenly surrounded by her and her teammates.

“What is this? Is this the new method of kidnapping?”

“Rosita-chan, you are so cool,” Hime shrieked, “you really showed them fire,”

“Hai! You scared them all,” one of the girls said.

“Okay…?” I said nervously. They were all looking at me somehow.

“The card has been redrawn, you are free, Rosita-chan,” Hime said. I nodded and shifted away but they brought their faces closer to mine. I felt like shrinking into the loveseat as they kept getting closer.

“Okay, what is this? Why are you all so close?” I squeaked. They giggled with their hands over their mouth. “Meena-chan?”

“Rosita-honey, we are just curious, very curious,” Meena whispered.

“About…?”

“Is it true you used to date Zedekiah?”

“Why did you guys break up?”

“Is he a good k-sser?”

“Is he good in bed?”

“What’s his favourite s€× position?”

“What part of your body does he like most?”

“Is it true he likes an-l?”

“Jesus! Where did all of this come from?” I shouted in shock.

“Rosita-chan, don’t lie to us. We are friends, janaidesu ka?” (Aren’t we?) Meena asked with eyes wide with curiosity.

“Zed and I never dated, I don’t know if he is a good k-sser, and how am I suppose to know how good he is in bed or his favourite s€× position or if he likes an-l? And even if I do know, why would I share it with you all?” I asked in annoyance.

“Rosita, there is nothing to be ashamed of. For example, Odin-kun loves reverse cowgirl,” Meena said dreamily.

“And my boyfriend loves doggy,”

“My boyfriend loves touching my cl*t whenever we make out and when having s€×, he chews on my tits,”

My face was probably red like a tomato. It was weird. “I don’t want to talk about this, please,”

“Why? It’s normal. Kanna once said Zed has a big one, is it true?” I felt sick to my stomach, really sick. I opened my mouth and made a crying sound.

“Ew, don’t talk about him like that. I don’t know how big he is,” lie, big lie.

“But Odin-kun told me you grabbed his d*ck the other day. Only his girlfriend will be able to do that boldly,” I coughed into my palms because I didn’t know what to say. “Come on, tell us, is he good in bed? We are so curious!”

“Meena, I don’t know,” I cried, “I don’t know.”

“Fine, who was your first boyfriend and how big was he? Does he like doggy? Reverse? Flatiron? Pretzel dip? Corkscrew? Face-off? Reverse scoop? Golden arch? Cross-booty? Oral?”

“Christ Hime! Do you want to do s€× positions for a living?!” I exclaimed. She smirked and flipped her hair.

“Gotta make it hot for my boyfriend,”

“Well I don’t want to hear. For your information, I am still a V-rgin… Oh crap,” their eyes w¡dened as a long exaggerated gasp left their mouth. “Can you pretend I didn’t say anything?”

“You are still a what?! Rosita, how old are you?” Meena gasped again.

“Twenty one,” I murmured, then remembered I was suppose to tell them I’m nineteen. “Nineteen, I’m nineteen. I’m not that old.”

“Jeez! Didn’t Zedekiah and you had the chance to do it while you were dating?”

I threw my hands up with frustration. “Again, we didn’t date!”

“Is that why he broke up with you? You refused to let him do it?”

“We didn’t date!”

“Rosita-chan, there is nothing to it, really. Just open your legs for him and you’ll enjoy it as much as he would,” one said.

“I said we didn’t date!”

“No wonder the s€×ual tension between the two of you is intense,” Meena added.

“Aren’t you all listening?! Zedekiah and I did not and are not dating! Stop talking!”

“Okay, so she needs someone to forget about him, someone s€×ier…”

“Hime-chan, who is s€×ier than Zed?” Meena said with a laugh. “She just needs someone good-looking and strong. So, how about this? Come to our after concert party with us. There’s going to be a lot of other idols, including normal celebrities and I bet we can find you a s€×y one there.”

“Yes! We can make him jealous and make him want to finally rip that hymen.” One of the girl shrieked. I think her name is Nira.

“Oh, I suppose we would need to make her s€×y, very s€×y. Yuki is making an appearance at the concert to surprise everyone, she’ll love to meet you so you have to be there. Maybe she can stay with us before the day so we’ll find her something that would make Zed drool. What do you think, Hime-chan?”

“Or we could go shopping! She can follow us to go shopping and get new hot clothes to impress him…” They kept talking while I stared at them disapprovingly. There was no need arguing, they won’t listen to me anyways.

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I sighed tiredly as I threw myself on the red camelback sofa. Zed raised his eyes from his phone and quirk his brow questioningly. I gave him a dismissive wave. He didn’t need to know all the plans Meena and her friends were making for me to impress him. They wouldn’t take no for an answer and just like my dad, they insist Zed be my first. If I didn’t know any better, I’d have said my dad bribed them.

Zed dropped his phone on his lap and folded his arm, still insisting I tell him why I was looking so beat up. “Meena and her friends kidnapped me on my way here and they were talking about me following them to their concert and after party. The talk was long. And they want to play matchmaker for me.”

He chuckled. “Those girls party are always wild, you wouldn’t want to attend it.”

“How wild? More wilder than Tenny’s?”

He threw his head back, laughed and ran his fingers into his hair. “F-ck, no. I don’t think there is anybody else on this planet that can throw a wild party more than Tenny.”

“There, then her party is nothing to me. I just don’t want to go because I don’t want to. I have other things to do,” I sighed. He smiled at me, a real smile. “Are you okay? You are not snapping at me.”

“Too tired to. Let’s just get this project over with. I already filled in the ones I know, you?”

“Yeah, the same. Now,” I sat up straight, open my bag and brought out the question sheet and answer booklet. I removed my pen from behind my ear and pressed the bottom to activate the ink. “I already know your name, your…”

“What’s your middle name? I didn’t fill in that one,” I placed the pen on my lip thoughtfully. “I used Sugimoto for your last name, you can thank me later. Now, your middle name?” He raised a brow at me. I wasn’t allowed to tell anyone my middle name was Altansarnai.

“Jemisha,” I replied. He nodded and write it down.

“What’s your Japanese name?”

“Don’t have one, mom didn’t give me one,”

“Okay, your favourite colour is…?”

“White. Yours is rosegold, right?”

“And gold, don’t forget gold,” I chirped. “Nicknames, already got that covered. Hope Zedd*ck and Zedetwatass isn’t too much,” he rolled his eyes, causing me to chuckle.

“Not bad, Roe Roe, not bad.”

“Favourite music?”

“Anything with a guitar. Yours is funeral songs, right? Right. Moving on to your favourite food, worms and rotten eggs…”

“And the kidney of all Zedekiahs on a silver plate. Then add their blood and the meal is complete,”

He sneered at me. “I’m just going to write that your relationsh¡p life doesn’t exist,”

“Yeah, and yours exist for you to get dumped,” I mocked. He clench his fingers around his pen as he sank his teeth into his lip. I smirked and flipped my ponytail.

“It’s a shame the wh0le school would know you are still a V-rgin,”

“It’s a shame the wh0le school would get my twisted professionally composed lie on how we used to date and how we broke up because you s-ck in bed… Oh, sorry, that’s Ema’s version of the story…”

“Ya! Stop bringing my ex-girlfriends into this!”

“Then stop mocking my lack of s€×ual excitement. We very much know that it is your fault! If you didn’t exist, my dad would have let me be. At least you get to have some excitement in your life, get the privilege to actually like someone and get dumped. Although I will murder any man that hurts me, it still doesn’t mean I don’t want experience!”

He scoffed. “Rosita, you are using me as an excuse. We both know that you don’t care about love, relationsh¡ps or even s€×. Sometimes I wonder what you do with your time and life. Aside from Terry and Tenny who forced their friendsh¡p on you, you don’t have any friends or even wish to have any friends. You are always alone, always quiet, always talking to your imaginary friend, Romi. That is all you ever think about and do. So don’t blame me for the fact that you don’t find s€× amusing or appealing, that is just you.” He said while pointing his pen at me.

“I am not imaginary,” Romi whined. I chuckled darkly. He was right, so right.

“Yeah, you are right, I do not care about anything because I don’t want to. And you wonder what I do with my life? Something that doesn’t concern you, that’s for sure. If you could just leave my s€×ual life alone, I would leave yours, Olaf.”

He scowled at me. “I liked Elsa, not Olaf,”

“You like Elsa, you like Olaf, same thing. You don’t know anything about me, Zedekiah, so stop acting like you do.”

“And do you know anything about me?”

“Your full name is Zedekiah Abraham Grimshaw, you hate your middle name because you feel it makes you look old and too mature. You prefer the middle name your mother gave you, Kei, which most likely means intelligent, gemstone and something with victory. You act like you don’t like the pet name your parents calls you, but you can’t live a day without hearing either one of them call you Zeddy. To you, the name means they still love you. You are afraid your parents would stop loving you, afraid they might get divorced, afraid your mother would die of cancer like her sisters, afraid that if you let people in too much, you will get hurt. You act like you don’t care, but you love and care for everyone around you, Odin and Isaac especially. To you, Darra is your little brother you must care for. You don’t need to take the responsibility of the wh0le team, but you do it anyways so the others won’t face the kind of stress and struggle that comes with being a leader. You shoulder the wh0le responsibility, the blame, and even the work because you love your friends and don’t want them to be stressed out. You feel like if you take it all, they would be free to do other things and live more happier than you,”

“You love your mother a lot, and would do anything to make your father happy. You care about Alyssa but won’t ever admit it out loud like you don’t admit anything out loud. You are strong, independent, honest and crazy just like the rest of your family. Even with all your maturity and Mr. Cool Cold guy attitude, you are a kid at heart. You hate sports, hate cheesy movies and hate book entirely. You wish they don’t exist but when it comes to anything that deals with music, you are a s-cker for it. Even though you won’t admit it, you love Celine Dion’s song and find yodelling amusing and funny. You hate all holidays but because everyone around you love them, you attend it to make them happy. You are selfless, always putting others before you, always thinking of their needs over your own,”

“You don’t like your mother’s pies, but you eat it anyway because you know cooking makes her happy, so rejecting would break her heart. You love cars, like to madness. But you are afraid people would judge you wrongly for it, so you let it go. Whenever you see a car you like, you stare at it wistfully but never get it because you are afraid. You love cartoons but pretend like you don’t because you just love denying your likes and interest. Your first love was your nanny. I know you cried your eyes out for eight days after she died and till three years ago, you would always visit her gravesite and sing her favourite song for her. And I also know you had feelings for Alyssa one time, and it scared you to the point you started avoiding her. And even if you don’t feel a thing for her anymore, you are still too afraid to go close because you think it would bring back the feelings. And I know you feel something for me but don’t know what it is and because you don’t know, you confuse it for bitterness and hate. But whenever you see me with either of the twins, you get angry and pick a fight with them. That is why you don’t like them.”

I stood up with a smirk and carried my bag. “So you see, Zed, I know almost everything about you. It is you who know nothing about me, not even one thing. See you tomorrow, Zedd*ck.” I strutted out of the room with head up high. He thought I didn’t know anything about him, but he was wrong. Because before my father introduce him to me as Zedekiah, I already knew him and I still do.

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To be continued.