Class Villainess

Chapter 191 – Mason’s Gift (2)

I went to school the next day with complicated feelings in me. I didn't know whether I should be happy or nervous that Mason Hall was actually going to buy me something.

So my plan was basically to get a gift from Mason and then 'accidentally' flaunted the said gift to Natasha and Barbara. Maybe they would simply overhear me talking about it, or they'd see me wearing it. It really depended on the scenario that would fit. As long as they found out about it and posted it on their Instagram. 

I might need to wait until the blackmail started, though, to make it less obvious, I had to wait until there were two or three more posts on top of my gossip on that Instagram page. 

This would lessen their suspicion about me. 

All I wanted to do here was give them pressure until I could find an opening to exploit them even further. 

But for now, I was studying in class, but my mind flew off somewhere, mostly about what Mason would give me as a gift. 

I waited until the lunch break and went to the club building. I walked past the American Football Club and saw Mason busy discussing something with his peers, probably new strategy or whatsoever because they looked so serious. 

I quickly went to my club and ate my lunch inside. I wouldn't lie that I secretly expected Mason Hall to suddenly come in and give me the gift. 

But at the same time, I knew it was really dangerous because one of his crazy fangirls, like Chrissy, might find out about it too quickly and ruin the mission for me. I had to be careful. 

Thus, after half an hour, I finally got a text from Mason Hall. 

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Mason: Em, where are you right now?

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I guessed this meant that he already had the present in his hand. I was considering whether I should tell him now or not at all.

Because I felt it was a bit rushed and overexcited of me. And I certainly didn't want to meet him in this Pottery club because this place was reserved only for Logan as the Club President.

So I texted back;

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Emmy: I'm unavailable right now, but we can meet after school if you want. I will be waiting behind the club building, the same spot where you brought me before.

Mason: Okay then, I'll be waiting there after school.

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"Ah, why is this much more nerve-racking than I thought? Is it because I'm going to get a gift from Mason Hall?" I asked myself while staring at his chat. 

I didn't want to look overly eager, but I wouldn't lie that I was super excited. 

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After class ended, I walked straight to the club building and went around to the empty spot of the big building. Mason had texted me, saying that he was waiting under a tree, the same spot where he confessed to me for the first time. 

Thus, when I approached the spot, I saw Mason wearing a white jacket blended with the snow. He was standing under a tree, he didn't seem to be holding any kind of gift, but his hand was inside his pocket. So maybe he had a small gift for me.

I clenched my fist in my pants pocket as well because I had saved about 500 dollars from red rose man. I didn't want Mason to spend way too much money on me. I knew that he wasn't as rich as Logan, and he had to earn all of his money to live decently. 

I knew the struggle of living in poverty, and it was tough. Sometimes, I wished I could just vanish out of thin air so I didn't have to face the harsh life. Though, I was still grateful that at least I had a roof over my head.

"M—Mason, have you been waiting long?"

"Ah, you're finally here, Em," Mason smiled at me. "Not so long. I've just arrived here as well."

"I—I see…." I felt very awkward now, especially when Mason kept staring at me boldly with his dreamy eyes. He seemed to have something in mind but still zipped his mouth. "So, um… you know, the thing that I requested you," I said in a low voice.

"I know, and I remember, Em," Mason replied., He chuckled lightly and took something from his jacket pocket, a box smaller than Logan had given me before.

And I knew this was probably as expensive or even more expensive than that cobra with ruby eyes. 

'Ah shit, Emmelyn Jones, you're a fucking idiot. Why do you only bring 500 bucks for this?! Do you think it's enough?!' I cursed at myself in my head. I really thought that Mason would go at least a bit of a cheapskate at me and bought me some 100 bucks gift, which was still expensive but fair enough for him not to go broke.

But from the small, luxurious case, it was apparent that Mason bought me a very expensive gift. 

"W—What do you bring for me? Uh… just tell me the price, and I will try to pay it back. I just need the gift from you because I—" I wanted to say that I needed it for a mission. But at the same time, I knew that wasn't kind to say, especially when he went all the way to buy me something from his hard-earned money.

"—N—Nevermind, just tell me the price, and I will pay it," I said, trying to make a point here.

Mason smiled and replied, "Why don't you check the gift first, and I will tell you about the price in the end."

"Okay."

Mason slowly opened the small box and—POP!

A pair of rose-shaped ruby and rose-shaped emerald earrings were inside. The right earring was a rose-shaped ruby, and the left was a rose-shaped emerald.

It was so beautiful, but it also made me wonder how could he get these. It looked so damn expensive and rare, I doubted any jewelry store would have something specific like this. 

"Em, I searched around the city to get these earrings. I picked the rose because you're as beautiful as a red rose that survived a harsh winter," Mason said as he pointed at the ruby rose earring. 

"And the emerald one?" I asked.

Mason smiled meaningfully, "I just think that the color will fit you. Ruby and Emerald, side by side, different but harmonious as one. When you're the one who wears it, it will be perfect."

Okay, that was beautiful. I wouldn't lie that Mason was a romantic man. He knew how to speak sweetly. I was very stoic and skeptical about love, but Mason made it sound natural and romantic. 

My cheeks started reddening, and the hand inside my pocket started trembling. Because I knew this was definitely expensive. From the shine of the ruby and emerald, I knew it wasn't a fake one. It was legit jewelry, and the cost was definitely extravagant.

I bet he was spending all his savings on this. Who knew he might also take loans, though I found it a bit ridiculous since he was one 16 right now. But still, my 500 bucks wouldn't even cover 1/10 of the real price. 

"Mason, I… I don't think I can accept these…." 

"Why? Do you not like it?" Mason asked. He looked surprised by my response.

So I quickly clarified, "I love it. It's really pretty. But this is expensive, right? If you used your saving or even took a loan for this present, then I cannot take it. You should probably sell it and buy me cheap 50 bucks stuff."

"That's not what I want, Em," Mason shook his head. "You're a precious girl to me. Giving you something cheap will be humiliating."

"And I'm not a material girl. I don't need something so damn expensive when I know you're struggling," I sighed. It seemed that Mason's mind was still stuck in the 50s chivalry.

I knew it was his way to express his adoration, but he could just buy me cheap 10 bucks stuff, and I would still accept it gracefully.

"Don't worry about the price, Em. One role from a movie can pay for it. So I'm not lacking money right now," Mason replied. "But, if you want to appreciate it, can I do something to you?"

"What do you want?" I asked cautiously. I was afraid that he would want my body in exchange for that expensive gift. If he wanted me to give him. a blowjob or something illicit, I would kick him in the nuts for real.

Though, I doubted someone as decent as Mason would ask for something like that. 

"I want you to see you wearing it.. It would be my greatest honor," Mason replied with his bashful smile. "If… if you allow me, can I be the one who put the earring on your ears?"