Chapter 1: The nerd

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Chapter 1: The nerd

3 weeks ago

“We called you for a new big mission. This is a very serious mission Red, it is between life and death.”

I pursed my lips as I uncrossed my legs before folding my arms on my chest.

“What is it?” Suddenly a face of a man flashed on the white cloth in front of me.

“This man is the only son of Drave Montecillo, the best known business tycoon and one of the top successful business man in Asia, a syndicate started to plot something that will surely kill the only son of Montecillo, to get rid of him as the heir and get everything from his family,”

“He's Draven Montecillo, 22 years old A civil engineering student in Dastan University, and you're his school mate.”

I can't speak, I feel like my voice was drowned, my throat becomes dry and I can't let out even just a single word. I was left staring at the guy's face--- fuck! He's my longtime crush! I can't believe this is happening. Of all the guys out there why him?

“W-what now?” I asked, eyes still glued on Draven's picture.

“The plan is, you must stay by his side and protect him at all cost, of course without making him know your role. You must make sure he's always safe.”

“How?” We are not close, I don't even have any idea if he knows that I exist.

“You need to get married.” I almost fall from my seat because of what he said. Is that a joke or something?!

“What?!” Fucking what?! He's kidding right?!

“That's the only way you could make sure he's safe. You need to be his wife,”

My grip on my book in architecture tighten. My eyes suddenly landed on something I have in my finger, the ring. That's when memories of what happened 2 days ago, flashes in my mind.

I am married to Draven Reil Montecillo. Unknown emotion crawled inside my chest, instead of excitement and happiness. This will gonna be a hard mission. I've rather died in other mission than this kind of pretending game I don't know how to win anymore.

We are secretly married, and that was a request of Draven. All I know, was only his friends knew about our marriage. I don't mind it anyway, well kind of? I don't really care if this marriage was just a secret or not. What's important to me is, we're married.

His parents just agrees with him so it won't be hard for them anymore to blackmail him. The more that they forced him, the more that he will deamand for.his own will.

After the wedding, I've had a chance to move in yesterday on his house and what happened was a disaster.

I took a deep breathe as I fix my thick eye glasses, turning my head to take a glance on the students staring at me. I am not a famous like a super model if you're thinking that it was the reason why they are staring at me cause I am definitely not.

I was wearing a long skirt longer than the required length. Aunt Ysabella was definitely the mastermind of it, which really favored me on my disguise. I am not used on wearing heels, so I choose to wear flats. I was also wearing white long sleeves and a tie with a black coat on. My hair was tied up high, like the usual that can be really compared on an old maiden and strict professor.

I can't blame these students, I ca even see disgust on their face, while some of them are on the edge of laughing upon seeing me. But who cares anyway? I am not here to impress them, I am here to learn and to do my mission, and not to become a Broadway model.

“Ignore the bitches on your way, and ramp like this path is a runaway.”

That's my motto every time I'm in this kind of situation. Well, I still have the confidence inside my head, this becomes my conciliatory for my own self.

Brave and bold, I continue my walk inside the university without looking around, I was almost there when someone lacked of his parents' care tripped me, that leads me fell off the ground causing an unpleasant sound followed by laughter.

I don't actually care about them, about their laughs, I am used to it. I regret that I becomes careless and unaware of that guy's trip, if I becomes more careful I would be able to avoid it.

“She thought she's beautiful when in reality she's really not!”

“So low!”

“Looser!”

“Stupid!”

“Stupid, assuming frog!”

“Ugly, little piece of shit! Ew!”

I can feel pain physically but I've come to search for my glasses first and immediately put it on as I stand up like nothing happened.

I've always thought college is where maturity lies on, but now I could say that maturity not really comes after the age.

No turning my back to face them, I walked in. I have no time for their shits, I have not time for cheap fights either, we are not young anymore, if they forgot it well I am not like them.

At the age of maturity, it's better to shut up, rather than to compete over words and fuel the fire. Education requires manner, education is nothing without it.

That was the dumbest part for those people who's attending schools, yes they were studying but seems like they forgot to learn about how to act like an educated person.

In my case I'd better shut up, if I won't do that I'll definitely get busted.

Fixing my cloth while walking is what I am doing, trying to clean the dirt I've got a while ago.

I am not crying, crying

“My god! What happened to you!?” Kia, took something inside her bag and it's her hanky, she helped me clean my clothes down on my legs, where we found out the damage that event caused on my socks.

“I was just tripped,” I calmly answered like it was just a normal happening in my life.

“You've been tripped again!?” she knows it.

“That's normal.”

“For pete's sake Mavis! We should report this! Are you gonna let this happened every day? You'll attend classes with bruises and wounds?! With dirt on your skirt and coat?!” I was about to answer when a male group passed by, and it was Drei's group. They were laughing over a topic I have no idea about, when he accidentally drifted his eyes on me. I didn't dare to avoid his gazes and fought against his stares instead until he gave up first and break that contact like he didn't know me.

“Mavis!?”

“Don't mind it Kia, I don't want a fight. Let's go?” Trying to calm her down, I wish it was successful.

“Why are you so kind and understanding, Mav?” I'm not. If you only knew, I am not what you think. I just need to be like this, for this mission to be successful.

“It is not my thing to make fight kia, so let's go now okay?” Trying to convince her again.

“I am really telling you Mav! If that bullshit gets worst I'll report this to our dean.” She warned me.

“Fine okay? Fine, just come and let's go, before Sir Pantaleon comes first before us and locked us up outside, you won't gonna like it right?” gladly, I've finally convinced her.

“She's here!”

“Argh! She's really the perfect definition of worst! Does she really think she's still a high schooler?”

“So disgusting, look at her pimples! Ew!”

“She looks like an old maiden.”

“No wonder, no one could ever appreciate her.”  

I can hear their laughter. What can you say about girls who was raised like a princess, they can get what they want. Rich kids with their numerous fetish. So sad, their money can't afford to buy brain.

I just shook my head and walked towards my seat. Thank God, I am still lucky to have Kia as my seatmate. And not one of these zombie frogs and  perfect critiques who think they were so beautiful, where in fact they are not. They can't even memorize a periodic and multiplication table.

Architecture is one of the toughest course. It is not so easy as eating peanuts, so I need to do my best just to survive and pass this course.

The discussion and quizzes goes on.

In the midst of the discussion, I feel something, sticked on my back and when I tried to touch it, I found a chewed gums---literally made by these zombie frogs behind me!

I was so furious, I forgot that I am still inside a classroom and our strict instructor was still busy on his discussion.

“Ms. Schneider get out!” Fuck! Ain't happening again right? Sarcasm was all over my mind as I simply throw glares on these bullshits behind me.

I can hear laughter, but I didn't give damn and look at Kia who's irritated too.

All I can do now is to took off my coat because of the sticky bubble gum which I know I can't remove anymore.

“Dude, Zaira really likes you. You like her too right?! She's so beautiful and kind, and hot too! Fuck dude! You're so lucky.” I accidentally drifted my eyes on the group passed behind me, and I was shock when I saw that it was Drei and friends. Their eyes automatically darted on me and I can see the disgust on it. They mumbled something and laughter filled the area right before they tap Drei's shoulder reason why he let out a small laugh too.

Pain crept on my chest but neither of that makes my tears fell.

I was just staring at them, walking away from me without any emotion on my face.  I can even see how girls drools over them. What could I expect? They are undeniably handsome.

Now I realize too, even here in college there's still girls who can't control their feelings. Maybe it was really inevitable, there will always girls' who was very obvious. Well, maybe that's fine, rather than this kind of girl who loves to hide things, but worse than those loud girls, just like me.

I stayed there for minutes, eyeing those students passing like I was a mere ghost that they could never see or touch.

They have their own world where I couldn't fit in.

When I saw Drei's group, happy with their conversation with  group of girls it feels like I was hit by a hard thing on my head and realized who am I in this place.

I am just a nerd.

No one could recognize the way that no one could appreciate me.

I've always been their laughingstock, and I've been hated for being like this.

I have worth, when it comes on exams and reportings. But after that, I am back on being a trash.

They say, I was just this worthless, a trash that doesn't fit in their world.

They don't have any idea, that there's one person hiding behind these glasses and clothes I am wearing.

I know when everyone finds out that Drei is my husband and his wife is a nerd, they will probably freak out and beat me to death.

I gripped on the wedding ring I am wearing and remembered that Drei doesn't want to wear his. He doesn't want people to find out that he's already married.

What will really happen if they find out that I am the wife of their crush?

That will be a problem, but if this is the only way that I could save Draven's life I don't care about their wrath.

Cause I know It is always his life over my life.

That's how love and this job works.

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