2Full Summary: She has been transferred to an all boys school and finally meeting her match. The short-fused sexy bitch meets the egotistic manwhore. Bets, sex and love jumped into the picture. Boys vs Girls? Nah, all is fair in love & war.
Blake Creston isn't really fond of people giving her titles so out of the ordinary like it was just changing underwear when she isn't even part of the popular cliques. Everywhere she goes, she always gets the impression of being supreme and superior and also holds the title as the hot, ice queen sexy bitch of a twin sister to his twin brother, Daniel Creston. His brother was one of the popular crowd, your typical jock, smart, happy-go-lucky and nice guy next door type of person. And Blake really doesn't care about her reputation and all as long as no one bothers her. But no matter what she does, people always either fear, love, like, dislike or hate her and does things that completely bothers the hell out of her. It wasn't such a fun thing anyway. And oh, she loathes cheerleaders due to some traumatic experience in her Freshman year before in her old school.
And now that she was transferred into an All Boys School soon turning to Co-Ed curriculum, the gears of her life suddenly shifts. With her being the new queen bee, meeting the asshole king who was her twin brother's best friend which she suspects she already knew from before and being best friends with the king's half-brother, Blake was on the verge of turning her life upside down.
With the popularity, peers, friendships, heartaches, revelations, angst teenage drama, bets, challenges, sex, parties and love. Will she ever let the king take and swoon her queen away and finally break the ice cold facade she masks her true self with?
Will the king finally succeed to make her fall in love with him even if falling in love with Blake Creston was also the last thing on his mind? Challenges, sex, bets and love came flying through the picture.
Well, all is fair in love and war.
PROLOGUE AND OTHER PIECE OF CRAP
"everything will be okay in the end. if it's no yet okay, then it's not yet the end."
- Patrick Starfish in Spongebob Squarepants
I maybe a bitch but I am not rude or anything.
Yes, I am a true person, I do not pretend I like sometime that I typically and obviously don't. I don't lie, I hated lying. Ever since my grand mamma die, I only for small purposes but major lying? NOT. I don't waste my time pretending to love people and appreciate who they are when I clearly not.
And most of all, I am not your typical 17 year old teenage girl who wants to lose to anything.
Until the day finally arrived for me to transfer to an all boys school which is the Rosewater Creek All Boys Academy or plainly Rosewater Academy, blend in with the unending male society and enroll into said academy because of my father which is currently the principal of said academy. And my brother who attends that school clearly doesn't know anything about said transfer...yet.
Since when did my life become so...complicated?
I have a twin brother and we are very identical to each other, except for our eye colors of course. He has those dark blue hues while I have the baby blue ones. But our attitudes, clearly, for the sake of being honest and true, contrast each other. We are truly different.
But what do you say? Different people understand each other more. And us, being completely different
My brother's name is Daniel Blakerhon Creston.
Daniel have a light brown hair (he got it from mom) which was long enough for his bangs to spill on his face. He has straight and silky hair and he styles it with gel everytime. It's either you see him in spikes or you see his hair down. It's just either both accoridng to his mood. His eyes were that of a fascinating shade of dark blue which has a small tinged of grey on his iris. When his eyes were in colors of blue, he's in his normal hyper mode. When it's on dark blue, he's mad, pretty mad and when it's all grey, he's just I don't know. I haven't seen that shade of color in his eyes before anyway. (Or hopely, I would not see those again.) His body was well toned and his triceps and biceps were all also well built. He was strong in figure and not too buff for my his own liking. His body was just that of a normal football player but he's more well-toned than anyone in his team. He do workouts everyday right after his school and that's why he's so freaking toned even if he eats practically everything he sees in the table.
His skin was slightly more tanned than mine and his face was beautifully carved just like of that an Olympian God. I don't know. Everything about my brother was just...perfect.
He's got the looks. He's way too nice with practically everyone. He doesn't choose to which he interacts with as long as if he's introduced to you and already knows you, he'll be approaching you and waving at you or even say HI whenever he sees you. He also is very cheerful for his own good. He rarely gets mad so if he gets mad, you better stay away from him or you'll totally regret even showing your face when he's mad. He's also smart, you should see his GPA at how well he does in his studies and he's also the team captain of his football team on his school, which is by the way, I'm starting to attend next week. And he was still oblivious about this.
And too many girls are fawning over him. Sometimes, if they start to bother me, I can't stand it I just dismiss them with my evil death glare.
While me? I have dark brown hair with a mixture of blonde strands that falls just below my shoulders and stops in my midway back. I have baby blue eyes, contrary to my brother's dark blue one. My lips are full and my cheeks are just rosy. My face is like the same structure of my brother's and I'm tanned just in the right slight way all over my body and I do admit it, not being bluntly proud of course, that I have a sexy body which is the result of me, working out religiously.
I closed my eyes and slowly recalled every little happening that happened in that day. The very day well, everything else fell apart.
"WHAT!" I yelped in shock as I stare at my father, completely dumbfounded.
"You heard me." Dad retorted in a stictly un-argueable tone. Does that word even exist.
My father and I were having the time of our lives yelling at each other in here, in the kitchen because he did an unexcusable stupid decision by his own. Perfect thing to ruin my apetite for breakfast. What a piece of crap. Ugh. How can he even do that to me? He wasn't even here while my brother and I were growing! The nerve of him! He was busy lulling himself to his work to even have time for us!
Sneaky little piece of shit.
"Now, stop complaining and eat your breakfast."
"But, dad! You can't just possibly send me to an All Boys School even if you're the one who's sitting as its current principal!" I argued the moment I heard my father's decision.
Yes, here, in this very house, and in your very presence to whoever's watching my life, in this very moment, in this very time of day, my father, Adam George Creston sent me to an All Boys School which he's currently principalling. This was way too freaking unacceptable!
"Do not argue with me anymore, Aurora Blakerhode Creston." He shot me a warning glare that clearly shows this issue is already done and there's no point for me to argue. Oops, he used the full name. He seriously meant every word he said.
"But, dad-" I started again using one of my best puppy eyes facade ever that even an angry dog could resist. I don't want to freaking go to an All Boys School! Hello, like, dad? I'm a girl! If you failed to notice so?
"I know what you're thinking, Blake. And stop using that look on me, you know it would not work." He said in a dismissive tone as he took a sip of his coffee and continued to engross himself into the newspaper he's reading.
"Oh Adam, don't you think it's a little bit too harsh for our Blakey to be sent to an All Boys School when she's already in her senior term in her current school?" My mother, Maria Antoinette Creston said in a tone which she often uses to persuade Dad out of something. "Let her finish her last term. I'm sure it'll be hard for her to adjust in an environment where there's nothing else to be found but boys."
"Stop it, Antoinette. I have made up my mind and you can't change it." Dad said in a stone-cold tone as he took another sip to his coffee. What I feel right now is being completely dejected, defeated and down. I can't believe it. I'm going to study in an All Boys School with none of my gender around. And-
"You're going to transfer there as soon as next week. Do you understand?" Dad said that completely pulled me out of my thoughts, leaving me gaping like a goldfish and doing some unbelievable idiotic hand signs as to what just have I heard.
"NEXT WEEK? Are you freaking serious?" I yelped in shock and clamped my mouth shut before I could say more to it. Judging from my situation, I might be cursing him and curse everyone that lives under this roof any moment now. My mother was smiling helplessly while my father looked pointedly at me.
"Watch your mouth or I'll be sending you there tomorrow evening." And with that, he completely ignored my protests and continued to drink in his cup of crap. "You have Daniel to accompany you so you'll be fine."
I sighed defeatedly, pulled up a seat that's far away from dad as possible and slumped myself there looking dejected. I only stared at the breakfast mom made and I didn't even dare to touch or eat it. I was just there, taking out all of my anger in the helpless food that didn't even do anything wrong to me. I was too busy radiating anger energy to the food when someone suddenly ruffled my hair from behind with a light and soft chuckle.
"You shouldn't be that mad this early, Auie." My brother, twin brother to be more straight to the point, Daniel Blakerhon Creston, which is by chance, only a mere 5 seconds older than me said with a smug expression on his face. And he freaking used that nickname he made up only for me that got me pretty annoyed the first time he used it. "What could possibly be causing such temper to my Oh-so-Dear-Highness today?"
"Shut up." I told him as I reverted my anger energy from the food to him. He probably saw the look on my face and decided to shut his mouth before he receive more from me towards the duration of the day.
He chuckled nervously as he pulled a seat right next to me and snatched the toast that was lying helplessly on my plate, receiving all of my anger power. He devoured it quickly as he roamed his eyes around to see if there's anything left to eat. Mom made a bunch so I'm sure there's plenty of food left for him. When he was about to snatch my bacon, I shot him a death glare as I motioned my head towards the center of the table where the food was silently sitting.
"Whoa, easy there, sis!" He said as he chuckled and ruffled my hair playfully while standing up and walking towards the pile of food.
He's wearing that stupid navy blue uniform and light grey button down shirt with a matching navy blue necktie. His hair was spiked up and his uniform just blend in well with his tanned and well toned muscles.
Oh, bite me.
"Hey, dad. Morning. Anything up?" Daniel greeted in an easy-going tone. His eyes were dancing with curiosity and amusement as he looked over me and then at dad. Crap, he figured it out.
My father looked at him for a second then back to his newspaper not really acknowledging Daniel's presence. My twin brother just ignored him and went to his way of devouring the food he sees. If you weren't someone from my family, you would be pretty shock as to why Daniel have kept such muscular and beautiful body if he eats like a gross and ferocious pig all the time.
"Blake will be attending your school starting next week." Dad said in monotone and still continued to read his freaking newspaper. I swear to nature, he just look like that freaking zombie who holds a newspaper in the game of Plants vs. Zombies!
This caught Daniel off guard. He literally started to cough on his own choked drink. He was coughing so loudly and hard that our mother eventually rushed to his side and rubbed his back to help him ease out.
"Danny dear, you okay?" Mom inquired with a concerned tone. Mom then shot dad a very dirty look that made him flinch, panic and a very worried expression started to etch on his face.
Hah, way to go, mom!
"Adam George Creston," Mom said in a warning tone which meant business.
I can't help but smile at this. Mom always has that bitchy side of her that always makes our father shut up and worry. Mom can be a big bitch and also a big sweetheart whenever she wants to. That's what I love about her. Everything about her is so damn perfect and Daniel and I love her so much. Of course, we love our father too.
"Sorry about that, mom." Daniel finally said after giving mom an apologetic smile and collected himself up and patted our mother's shoulder for an assurance that he's fine.
"So...what was that again, Dad?" He started again, tone a little hesitant as he pulled a banana and started peeling it.
"Blake's going to attend in your school next week, Daniel." Dad said, a hint of being careful on his tone. "I arranged her papers for transferring schools."
"What? MY school? You really mean MY school which is currently, until I can recall an ALL BOYS SCHOOL?" Daniel retorted, mouth hanging slightly ajar.
"Yes, Daniel. That school, YOUR SCHOOL, The All Boys School which I'm the current principal."
"You sent Auie to MY school which really is an All Boys School?"
"Yes. I think I never said otherwise. And it won't be an All Boys School for long. The school will start to receive female applicants and Blake's the first one to be accepted. I arranged her papers."
"No shit?" Daniel uttered loud enough for dad to hear. Dad raised his eyebrow challengingly to hear any other retorts if there was one, of course.
"Sorry." My twin brother muttered and then pushed himself up and started to walk towards the door. "I'm leaving, I'm going to be late. Aren't you coming with me, Auie?"
"Yes! Wait up!" I answered as I pushed myself up also and didn't take a single glance at my father. "Bye Dad."
And with that, I catched up on my brother which was currently waiting for me in the drive way with a smile on his stupid face. I smiled slightly as I opened the door of the car from the passenger's sit, hopped on and he also did the same. The ride was slightly silent except for the speakers in full blast. Seriously? Who does this this early in the morning?
Yep, only my brother.
Ah, right. Same old, same old.
When we finally arrived at the said school of mine, Rosewater Creek High, I noticed that Daniel's been acting kind of strange...since the time we left the house. What could be the problem? It's not like something serious happened. It's just that, clearly something's up. I can feel it.
I wouldn't be his twin sister all for nothing.
"Be careful, Auie." Daniel said as he pulled up into a vacant space outside the gates of my school.
"Yeah." I said and smiled softly while pulling my bag up and unlocking the door of the car.
"I know what you're up to and what you're like. Just...be nice, okay? Be a nice girl, Auie." He said with a sigh but his eyes were clearly saying the opposite.
"Alright, DAD." I said mockingly as he started to crack up into tiny little chuckles. "Tell Chris I said hi and also tell her to drop by at our house after your classes."
"Yeah, yeah. Now let me go before I'll be running late."
And with that, my brother dropped me at my soon to be old school with a light peck on my cheek and sped away right after I entered the school grounds. I still can't believe it. I am actually leaving this school, this school which I loved, I poured my heart into. The school which I tried to be the best student of all. The school which I hold close to my heart.
That was just plain shit.
I loathed this school to the extent that I loathed everything and everyone in it. I hate everyone that's attending Rosewater Creek High.
Except for my best friend of course.
Everyone hate, like and fear me here, for some reason? I don't certainly know. Maybe because I technically bite everyone's head off and act as a total bitch whenever they talk to me. Heh. In short, I'm not plain stupid enough to fall from their traps of being such scumbags. And I'm a bitch, I know it. Only my best friend stuck up with me until today ever since third grade. She's so calm and nice enough, totally contradictory to my attitude. She's always patient and nice and understands me every way. She's also cute and really nice for her own good. Everyone's surprised that we're friends. She's always been by my back to support and me and she was always that kind of friend who tolerates me and I'm only me whenever I'm around her.
She has raven black hair and forest green eyes, a small and cute face, pale skin and lean body. Whoever thinks she's normal seriously needs me to punch the life out of him.
And oh, you must have wondered why everyone basically hate, like and fear me here?
I don't know when it started but I was treated like I'm the Queen Bee of this school. And no, I'm not a cheerleader. I'm not even captain of some kind of a club here. I'm just me and everyone's just that stupid to even put that throne and crown to me.
My best friend, Christine Jade Merit, waved at me the moment she saw me approaching the hall. She smiled at me then tapped my arm when I didn't respond. She must have noticed my foul mood and didn't bug me about it. This is why I totally love her.
And oh, did I already say that she's dating my brother?
"What's wrong, Blake?" She asked with curiosity and worry in her eyes. "I've never seen you like this before."
And she could also read me like an open book.
"I'll tell it to you at lunch, Chris." I told her while smiling reassuringly. Now, goodness. How could I even tell her that I'm going to transfer to a new school? I just can't take being apart from her. Not that we don't see each other at my house of course. Christine was just like a sister to me, she's so close to me and my family. She's been dating Daniel for over 2 years now and she's like family to us. Daniel loves her so and hell, he was freaking in love with her. And Chris feels the same too.
We walked together to my locker and passed by the football players of this school gathering to the locker of someone who's name was Bryan something. Not that I care. The boys were all showering me with greets and good mornings, some winked and shamelessly flirted me with their eyes and mouth. I only gave them a full sweet and innocently seductive smile followed by a small wave and smirk right after. They all whistled and starting to say how sexy am I while I shook my head, laughing. Poor boys, just toys.
Chris was laughing along with me while I earn all of those deathly glares from the skanks that saw what happened. Some were too afraid to even look at my direcion while the others were eyeing me as if hoping to spread another useless piece of a crappy rumor like I just had sex in the hallway in front of the students here. I just answered their glares with an overly innocent smile and a look in my eyes that clearly shouts 'BACK OFF YOU SKANKS OR I'LL DO SOMETHING THAT YOU ALL WILL NOT FORGET AND BE ASHAMED THAT EVEN YOUR ANCESTORS CAN FEEL IT' look. That enough, they looked away and hurriedly scooted back to their own businesses just like a queen bee ordering her colony of bees. Seriously, people needs to be taught a lesson.
"Totally not worth my time." I told myself loud enough for Chris to hear.
"Blake, everyone here knows you're a bitch. Can you at least have a polite morning with the people here?" Chris suggested with humor in her tone. "Even for once?"
"I could consider." She must have taken the sarcasm in my tone and chuckled lightly while shaking her head. I opened my locker, grabbed my History book and slammed it shut. Some boys whistled down my way while I answered them with a suggestive wink. Chris slapped my arm while laughing again. She already has what she needs to and then we started trailing towards our classes.
"Anyways, Chrissy. Danny wants you to come over this afternoon." I told her as if I just remembered. "To have a sweet love-love time with you." I can see her blush thousand shades of red as she playfully smacked me in the arm.
"Alright. I'll go. And just be careful. Don't be like that, I'm not used to see you so mad and upset. I can tell by your moves. See you at lunch, Blakey!" With a wave, she turned around her heels and walked to her class.
I am really going to miss this.
Or...not.
"This is shit," I muttered under my breathe as I covered my eyes and rubbed my temples. I still can't forget about that day, the day when everything else fell apart. And that was just apparently...yesterday evening.
I stole a quick glance over my brother who's currently driving me home. He still hadn't spoke a single thing about what happened last night. It's like...he's keeping it to himself and being quiet and everything. I quickly stole a short nap on the way home.
And judging by the happenings, my life would be in great, deep pithole in that Academy.
Author's crappy note: This was previously: Gage d'amour: Welcome to Rosewater Academy 4 boys. I changed the name because the story's not progressing so far and not sticking up the title. I will be editing some of the stuffs here. But thank you guise anyway for reading! Again, I am changing THE TITLE. Sorry bout that. Though I feel really bad for the none existent of reviews for this story, but certainly, I'll try my best to finish this story! I want to and I will. I really want to thank people who putted this story on their alert and also in favorites. And to people who bothered to click it as well. That means a lot! Without the reviews, those people also inspired me more! Thank you very much! Thank you as well for clicking and trying to read. Cheerio! This has been a sort of prologue.
In short, a short summary of the upcoming first and second chapters. Sorry for inconveniencing everybody. The first and second (or maybe half of the third) chapters are pure walking back to time and recalling events based on Blake's narration. The flow of the story will be according to each of the character's perspective, jumping on certain events upon their own views and coming back to the said jumped event on the view of the character who's experiencing said event. Sometimes this will be a first person, second person and third person narrative form of story with POVS of the different characters yet not labeling it with their name and ending with POV.
If you are starting to know the character, go figure who's POV is it when I jump his view into the picture of the story.
This has been the prologue.
And advanced thanks to the people who will kindly review! I am curious as to what you think :D. I haven't been receiving anything so far. It's so heartbreaking. :(
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