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Sabotaging My Walkout Queen

Sabotaging My Walkout Queen

Nihc Ronoel

Last update: 2021-08-23

Chapter 1 Meeting Her

  • David’s P.O.V.
  • Finally, it’s the
  • last school year!
  • We just had to spend
  • one more year here at St. Augustine’s Academy and we would step into college.
  • But before college could happen, I had to get the highest title first—I had to
  • be the class valedictorian.
  • My class adviser said
  • that it would never be hard for me to get the top rank since based on my grades
  • from the first year to the third year, I was still the number one candidate for
  • the valedictorian award.
  • It was just so
  • fulfilling because if that happened, I would have a full-scholarship grant in
  • college and my elder sister, Diane, would no longer dance in the club just to pay
  • for my tuition fees. Our father passed away when I was only seven and our
  • mother became sick since then, resulting in my sister to become the breadwinner
  • of the family.
  • I dismissed my
  • thoughts when I got to the classroom. I immediately sat right beside my
  • girlfriend, Vanessa, and playfully tickled her waist. She was beautiful and
  • sexy, and she was one of my inspirations aside from my family. I always went to
  • school early because of her.
  • Who would have
  • ever thought that the famous cheerleader of St. Augustine’s Academy will become
  • my girlfriend? Of course, I’m handsome! We are indeed a perfect match!
  • I wondered why she
  • didn’t mind me in the first place and just continued reading her book. When I
  • looked at the cover, my eyebrows immediately creased into a furrow.
  • What the heck?
  • Sixty Shades of Grey!
  • “Hey, Dave! What are
  • you doing? Can’t you see that I’m busy reading it? Mind your own business,
  • please!” She seemed to be surprised when I suddenly confiscated her book.
  • “Seriously, Vanessa?
  • Why do you have to read this kind of stuff? You know that this is forbidden
  • here so you are clearly violating our school rules. How about your assignments?
  • Are you already done with them?” I threw her a series of questions.
  • “Give it back to me!”
  • she yelled at me. Instead of responding to my questions, she only forced
  • herself to reach the book which I kept on raising using my right hand. “Geez,
  • it’s so hard to have such a smart-ass boyfriend.” I even heard her murmurs, still
  • not surrendering.
  • I then towered over
  • her. She was taller compared to other sixteen-year-old teenagers at five feet
  • and five inches, but she couldn’t get the book from me because I was still
  • taller than her. At sixteen, I already stood tall at five feet and eight inches.
  • We were soon interrupted
  • when Mrs. Cheng went inside the classroom. I immediately placed the book inside
  • my backpack while Vanessa was still freaking mad at me. If stares could kill, I
  • would have died already.
  • “Okay, class. Good morning!”
  • Our class adviser greeted us.
  • We humbly replied, “Good
  • morning, ma’am!”
  • “So this is the
  • second day of your class and of course, your final year in high school. At this
  • stage, I would like to congratulate all of you for making this far, most especially,
  • those who are running for honors.” She was all-out smiling.
  • I proudly smiled. We
  • were forty students in section one. Almost half of the class was currently
  • running for honors, but of course, I was the only one who ran for the
  • valedictorian title.
  • Well, who else?
  • “Can you please stop
  • yourself from grinning? I find it annoying, duh!” Vanessa rolled her eyes while
  • looking at me.
  • I only gave her a
  • teasing smile with a matching wink. She was indeed pretty, and I loved teasing
  • her that way. We had been together for one year.
  • “But in the meantime,
  • I would like to introduce to you your new classmate…” Mrs. Cheng glanced at the
  • open door and motioned someone out there to enter the room. I didn’t know why
  • but I suddenly became nervous.
  • Wearing her red
  • knapsack on both shoulders, a newcomer slowly stepped inside our classroom… but
  • she seemed hesitant if she was really going to move forward.
  • “She is Miss Helena Delgado, from
  • St. James Catholic School. It’s obvious that she was a transferee here so be
  • kind to her, okay? Hija, would you like to say something about yourself? Maybe
  • a little introduction would help your classmates get to know you.”
  • I narrowed my eyes. I
  • must admit that the transferee was quite beautiful, but my girlfriend was still
  • a lot better! Vanessa was even sexier than her. With Helena’s eyeglasses, she
  • looked like a smart teenager. But I knew for sure that she couldn’t beat me. I
  • would never let her beat me!
  • That was when my lips curved into a proud
  • smirk.
  • Focus, Dave! When did it happen
  • that a transferee became the class valedictorian? my subconscious asked.
  • Yeah, I haven’t
  • heard of such a thing. It’s quite impossible to happen!
  • She cleared her
  • throat. “H-Hi, everyone. I’m H-Helena Mari Delgado, fifteen years old, and I
  • came from St. James Catholic School. I’m a *bookworm and I love to spend time
  • with my family.” The transferee gave a little introduction about herself.
  • “Okay! Thanks, Miss
  • Delgado. You can sit at the back of Mr. Rivera.” Our adviser pointed the empty
  • chair at my back and Helena quietly took her seat there.
  • In fairness to her,
  • she doesn’t look like a bookworm at all. If her eyeglasses would be removed,
  • she would look more of a **couch potato. I smiled at my thoughts but little did
  • I know that my smile wouldn’t last long after hearing Mrs. Cheng’s next words.
  • “And by the way,
  • class… Miss Delgado was a consistent top one student from the first year to the
  • third year. So I think, you have already found your competitor in getting the
  • valedictorian title, David.”
  • Mrs. Cheng was
  • sincerely smiling at me but I found it a little bit awkward. Her smile was
  • saying that I should study harder than usual.
  • I didn’t know why,
  • but I suddenly became timid and bowed my head. I felt being upset. I was not
  • like this every time Mrs. Cheng would talk to me.
  • Am I intimidated
  • to find out that my one hundred percent probability of being the class
  • valedictorian will become fifty percent now? I don’t usually get annoyed with
  • women, but why does she have to transfer here?
  • “Enjoy this moment,
  • boyfie. I guess, someone will beat you now!” I heard Vanessa said. Out of the
  • corner of my eyes, I could see her tongue wobbled on her cheeks. She was clearly
  • mocking me.
  • I just ignored her
  • and out of nowhere, I found myself glancing at Helena who was sitting at my
  • back. To my surprise, our eyes met. It was not that long since I immediately
  • looked away.
  • But from the moment
  • we stared at each other, I didn’t know why my heart leaped for a second. I got abruptly
  • confused. There was something in her that I could not explain. Maybe, I just
  • found her green eyes… beautiful.
  • Wait, beautiful?
  • Hell, no way! I was supposed to say—I think her eyes were fake. Maybe, she was
  • only using green contact lenses. But what is the use of her eyeglasses, then?
  • Props only? Tsk, why am I even thinking about it? I
  • shook my head.
  • Our class started but
  • hours went too fast until we heard the school bell rang. That signifies break
  • time—the favorite subject of most students. But not for me, it was my least
  • favorite. Not born with a silver spoon in my mouth, I just wanted to study in
  • order to be successful someday.
  • I was going to invite
  • Vanessa for us to have some lunch together. However, I had not yet opened my
  • mouth to do that when she immediately rushed through the door, since they would
  • still be having a cheer dance practice. Like the old times, I had no other
  • choice but to eat alone.
  • But before I was left
  • alone, I saw Helena just exiting out of the room. I immediately fixed my belongings,
  • grabbed the knapsack on my right shoulder, and hurried out of the room to chase
  • her. I did not expect her to walk so fast that I also increased my steps to be
  • in line with her pace.
  • Wait! Why would
  • you even follow her, Dave? Isn’t that you’re mad at her? my subconscious asked me.
  • But I didn’t listen
  • to it.
  • “H-Helena, w-wait!” I
  • called her.
  • _________________________
  • Bookworm* is a person who likes to read books
  • and who spends a lot of time reading and studying.
  • Couch Potato** is someone who spends a lot of
  • time sitting and watching television.