Westwood Academy,the school which holds the four rich billionaires...Carlton,Jason, Nick, and Sebastian.
Lunch at Westwood is always noisy, everyone eating, bragging about their vacations and how many family trips they had. I sat alone with my carrots and vegan burger.
There is a sudden scream ,and everyone including me turns to stare, and there they were, the richest, hottest billionaires of Westwood Academy who everyone treated like royalty, and they knew it.
Carlton, who looks like a man from the "World Hottest Man" magazine,dressed in a well-ironed white Gucci shirt with Westwood Academy blazers and pants, ironed to perfection, with his shiny loafers.
Then there is Nick, the hot "Mafian"whose looks are unforgettable with light brown hair and beautiful brown eyes,dressed in a black striped shirt and some Steve Madden shoes with his calm presence that never needed to be announced.
Sebastian, the playboy of the group, who always has girls hovering around him, his looks are out of this world,with his flirty blue eyes, brown-coloured hair, and beautiful set of teeth, dressed with a plain white shirt and a pair of black pants and some Prada shoes.
The last but definitely not the least, Jason, the most gorgeous man to ever grace the surface of the Earth, blue eyes, dark-coloured hair, never has to do anything to be noticed dressed in a dark blue shirt with a tiny Burberry logo and black pants with some Prada shoes to go with.
These men are Westwood's hottest billionaires. No matter how invisible I plan to be, I myself couldn't stop staring.
I planned to stay quiet until graduation, that plan...suddenly changed after I saw Carlton. I kept staring at him, thinking of how I wanted him to fuck me and have ownership over me, how I want to rip his shirt and do sinful things.
I was staring so much, lost in his beauty that I almost slipped my hands into my skirt to cure the ache between my legs.
My eyes drifted behind him and a gasp almost escaped my lips. Jason was looking directly at me. His lips curved into a slow dangerous smirk, his eyes glistening with something... knowing. I quickly averted my gaze, flustered with a racing heart. I stood quickly and made it out of the cafeteria.
Lunch period was over and everyone had made their way to the next class. I tried to convince myself that Jason's smirk meant nothing; he probably wasn't staring at me. He probably didn't see me fantasising about his friend. Different thoughts plagued my mind. I tried to get through the remainder of my day without obsessing and thinking of the things I want Carlton to do to me and also to not think about what Jason saw, but that didn't seem possible.
Literature class came and I made my way to the front seat as usual. As an outsider, I have gotten so used to staying out of everyone's way, being invisible. I sat in front and I tilted my head to the side. He walked in, Carlton.
I couldn't catch my breath. Everything seemed to have paused, but Jason walked in and it felt like I was poured ice. The realisation of what he might have seen began to hit me. Nick and Sebastian also made their way in.
I avoided Jason's gaze, but I could feel the burning sensation on my neck that told me he was staring... with that damn smirk.
"Could this day just end already?" I said to myself.
The class started and I couldn't focus. I tried to just pay attention to what Mr Holster was talking about. I couldn't afford to be distracted. I got into this school with the hope of being invisible and that is something I hope remained that way.
Class ended and I suddenly decided to pack my bags and head out, but I spotted Carlton and once again, completely lost my train of thoughts. I started to fantasise again, but this time I quickly realised what I was doing and bolted out of the class before Jason saw me again.
I made my way home, showered, got into some comfortable clothes, and did some assignments that were due tomorrow. I lay down on my bed and all I could think of was Carlton and how he makes me feel, how I can't seem to think properly around him. But for some weird reason, I thought of Jason too.
Thoughts of things he could do to me started to cloud my mind. I slid my hands into my shorts and began to stroke myself. I suddenly realised what I was doing and quickly snapped out of it. I went to bed.
