Class Villainess

I put the crystal meth inside my backpack and went to school early morning with nervousness in my heart. 

I tried to act normal the whole time, afraid that any suspicious movement would alert those people, especially Chrissy and Ashley. 

Because for now, Chrissy was the only one that met me in one class or two. While I remembered that Ashley had a science class with me today. 

The first classy English Literature went smoothly, and nobody suspected me bringing a literal box full of crystal meth. Logan said this amount of meth would be enough for you to at least get a life sentence in prison. 

Well, if I got caught somehow, I might as well end my life and hope I could be reborn again. 

I got a text from Logan at lunch.

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Logan: Come to the club building with that thing now.

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I frowned. 

I stored my backpack inside my locker right now because I just couldn't handle the mental pressure of carrying such a risky thing. I was afraid that I might look too nervous and suspicious to some people. 

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Emmy: Too risky. I don't want to get caught when I'm walking there.

Logan: You're worrying about that now? When it's literally in your bag?

Emmy: Do you think bringing it to school is not a big feat already?

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In the end, all I did was just argue with Logan over it, totally unproductive. 

I was enjoying my lunch alone when I saw a guy entering the school cafeteria. His bright aura was strong enough to pull people, so all heads turned around to see the man standing at the door.

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"MASON!" 

"OMG, MASON IS EATING IN THE CAFETERIA?!"

"MASONNN!"

The deafening voices of her fangirls shocked me. They got up from their seat and rushed to flock around Mason like a group of buzzing bees. 

They started him with questions or even flattery. As usual, Mason just smiled perfunctorily and replied to a few questions with a lukewarm tone. 

Though I wouldn't lie, it was surprising that Mason came to eat in the cafeteria. Usually, he ate alone under the big tree in the yard or simply disappeared until the next class. 

I was also staring at him silently from my seat. I didn't want to get involved there. Anything about Mason's fangirls was just red flags waving around. 

He treated everyone like air. Literally, he didn't even see their eyes when talking. Instead, his eyes scanned around the cafeteria and landed right on my seat. 

His expression brightened, and I had the feeling that he would come in my direction as if he wanted to sit with me. 

I held my breath out of nervousness. 

What I feared the most finally came true the moment I had contact with Mason.

For some magical reason, Mason actually stepped out of his horde of fangirls and walked towards me! 

ME!

I got up from my seat immediately and walked in his direction. I saw that his fangirls were looking at him while he kept staring at me, who was walking in his direction.

The moment we were so close to each other, he opened his mouth, "Emmy, let's—"

I walked past him without even batting an eye, stunning Mason in the process. 

Then I just left the cafeteria from the main entrance and turned to hide in the bathroom immediately. I slammed the bathroom door and exhaled heavily, as I had been holding my breath since the moment I walked out. 

"Hah…" 

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"Ah, damn it, that's so close," I cursed lowly inside the stall. 

It was so close, though. If I didn't act quick, Mason's fangirls might've noticed him walking in my direction. 

"I should've told him not to talk with me in public…." I cursed my own stupidity. I just didn't expect Mason to be so inconsiderate. Did he really not realize that he was the center of attention in this school?

If he was giving attention to literally anyone? Those fangirls would bully that girl to death. Mason only carried me once to the infirmary, and it led to my death during prom night. 

I needed to call him tonight, so he would treat me like air in school to save my dear life!

I was still catching my breath when I heard my phone notification again. 

Ding!

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Logan: Fuck, that whore is in our club now!

Logan: Come here and accompany me, so she will leave. She's staring at me perversely right now.

Logan: I'm trying hard not to puke, for real.

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'Our' club? 

So he now treated me as the club owner when he was in a tight situation right now?

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Emmy: You mean Leah?

Logan: Duh! Just come here now!

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Ugh, I really just wanted to hide from both Mason and Logan right now. But Logan was calling for help, so I had to save him.

I quietly left the bathroom and opened my locker. 

I picked the backpack containing the crystal meth and walked to the club, trying to act as naturally as possible.

But when I was about to reach the club building, I felt a strong hand grab my arm, and before I could react, the strong hand pulled me.

I could catch a glimpse of a man slamming my body to the wall behind me, but before my head hit the wall, he quickly put his hand behind my head, acting as a cushion so I wouldn't get hurt.

"Ouch! Aw…" I grimaced in pain. My head might not hit the wall, but my shoulder was slammed hard enough.

It took me a moment to recover, and I slowly opened my eyes. 

And at that moment, I hoped that I didn't open my eyes. Because I saw the one and only Mason Hall staring down at me. 

I could catch a glimpse of anger… or disappointment in his face, but then, he took a deep breath, and his expression eased again. 

He was seriously the master of fake smiles.

However, when I saw him, my first reaction was to check our surroundings, afraid that someone might see us like this.

"Stop looking around, Em. I'm in front of you."

"For once, look at me instead."

*Author note: Thank you for reading Class Villainess. I've been sick for the whole week, and reduced all my novel's update as well. I've recovered now, but I still have to stockpile for more chapters before returning to daily schedule. I will start 8-11 chapters/week starting from 1 November.

Thank you so much for your understanding, I hope you still stay around to see Emmy's revenge.*

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