'Y-You can't do that!" she stuttered with tears in her eyes. "Where's the headmaster?!"
"I AM THE FUCKING HEADMASTER!" I snapped as the declaration echoed all around. "Jade Masters, daughter of Alaric Masters, whom I'm substituting for today. You're lucky he's not present or he'd not only make sure you were removed from the premises but also that your application would be voided."
I grinned as a thought came to my mind. "You can finish your tour, but I'll be sure to let your rich elite school know of your disruptive behavior."
The way her eyes swarmed with shock only made my smile widen as my teeth were on display and I continued to watch her nose drip blood.
"I know how most elite schools work. Outside disturbance complaints mean no extracurricular classes, which include the ones already paid for six school months from the date of the reported incident. Good luck trying to get out of that one. Maybe next time you'll use your common sense before acting out on foreign soil.”
"I won't stand for thi-"
A tray of cake slapped into her face, cutting her right off. I took a step back as if to prove it wasn't me, but as I lowered my gaze my heart fluttered in happiness while I fought to remain serious.
My eyebrow arched upward while everyone else was gawking and pointing at the white silhouette. I could tell she was smiling, her joy thrumming through me before she hopped back as the cake slid to the girl's lap. The girl stared at Light Jade.
Not a word was said as everyone waited for what was about to happen with the new addition, and when she finally spoke, we all perked our ears to listen.
"Food. Fight!" she cheered the two words and everyone seemed to look at me for permission. I allowed myself to smile and shrugged.
"It didn't come from me," I voiced.
"FOOD FIGHT!" the R- Squad declared and hurdles of food went flying at the girl and anyone else who seemed to be a part of her posse.
I couldn't care less as my eyes noticed the sight of a ginger-haired male leaving the cafeteria.
Calvin?
"He wasn't feeling well." Zeke caught my attention before he lifted his hand and created a black umbrella out of darkness to protect us from the onslaught of flying food. "He looked really pale all of a sudden so I told him to go and that we'd handle this.”
"He must be pushing himself," I mumbled. "I'm sure he'll be okay with some rest."
"That was sexy." He winked and pulled me into his arms, still holding the umbrella to keep us shielded while his brothers, Lisette, Shadow Jade, and Ceil were clearly participating in the food fight festivities.
It was funny how all around us was utter chaos and yet here I was in Zeke's hold as he tried to comfort me from all that madness.
"Feel a bit better?"
"More than better," I whispered. "Justice was served on a nice tray of lemon cake."
He chuckled and brought his lips close to mine as our eyes never left one another's.
"That was hot."
"I'm glad you love it when I lose my cool," I purred.
"Can we do that in bed? You know I love me some foreplay," he suggested as he tugged my bottom lip with his teeth before sucking it.
"Anything for you," I hummed and kissed him firmly. "Are we adding a cake?"
"You want a cake?"
"Only if you'll eat the pieces and lick the cream."
"You know I can do that and more," he reasoned, and I knew he definitely could.
"Shall we go test that out?"
"We should," he agreed.
"Why do you two always try to get out of sticky situations?!"
We looked over to see Zackery, who was covered from head to toe with some sort of food product. We shrugged in unison as we blinked innocently.
"We're just standing here," I said with puppy eyes.
"Jade. Don't do this to me," he whined before getting hit with a whole cake.
"Where are these whole cakes coming from?" Zeke asked while holding in his laughter. My eyes trailed back to see Light Jade as she waved happily at me before she turned around and began skipping away into the crowded group of students throwing food left and right.
"I think that's our cue to ditch."
"Good, because we have art class in fifteen and I want to act that entire scene all out," he declared and scooped me right up.
"Lead the way." I giggled and he made a speedy exit to anywhere that would give us some privacy and space for foreplay.
Who knew food fights could turn out to be rather fun?
Art Class With The Nerdy Model And Pancakes
"What happened with those transfers?" I asked as we walked down the hall.
"Rejected!" Lisette cheered as she swung our joined hands together. "They're trying pretty hard to get in. It's kinda funny."
"I wonder why," I pointed out as we turned the corner and headed down the hall. "Interesting how the sudden transfer rate is triple this semester and last semester no one cared about us."
"I have interesting tea," Lisette hummed as we stopped before our art class.
"What tea do you have to share?" I hummed back, watching her delighted expression bloom at my curiosity.
"A little birdy told me that our numbers are rather up in the grade departments."
"Rather up as in we're catching the eyes of people who thought we were stupid students and a school of delinquents?" I summarized.
"Essentially," she replied. "Only our scores went up so far we're number two on the board."
My eyes widened as I looked at her. "What?!"
"From what I gathered, a lot of students, if not a good ninety percent, were inspired by your headmaster ways and they really learned well when it came to the Maxwells’ teachings. So much that our unified scores were rather phenomenal and now everyone’s all scared the school of tracker delinquents is going to overpower the elite school on the other side of town," she elaborated.
"I'm sorry but that's hilarious," I pointed out. "They’re frightened by the school they've been dissing since forever. There are always unnecessary complaints from other schools that undermine us and complain that we're so stupid. Now we accidentally became too smart and they're mad? Fucking priceless."
"I know." Lisette laughed. "If we keep this up, we actually may qualify to compete against them."
"I never knew that," I gasped.
"Oh ya." Lisette grinned mischievously. The top six schools get to go head to head with one another, and the prize is a butt load of money and access to certain parts of the magic library."
"When access to parts of the library becomes a reward, that tells me we're missing an important learning spot."
"Essentially," Lisette commented and her smile widened further while her eyes darkened. "So I think we should plot to reach the top spot and if we succeed, throw a huge-ass festival."
"Diabolical," I whispered but pulled out my phone. "Who are we emailing first?"
Lisette giggled and let go of my hand to rub her hands together like she was plotting a full-out murder.