I hissed. "Bastard," I cussed under my breath.
Rogie's eyes glinted and then he laughed. "Such innocent lips cursing me." He used his other free hand to hold my hand. He swiftly loosened my grip on his wrist and he drank his soda in can while staring at my raging eyes. He then crooked his lips and put the can on the table. "I wonder what brought you here. We haven't speak since last year, hmm?"
I stopped myself from hitting him and I closed my fist tightly. "Why do you want to revoke my scholarship?"
I saw how he stunned for a moment, but then he smiled sweetly at me. "You cause me to lose face for many times. It is normal that I will take my revenge in this way."
"Do you know what will happen when my scholarship will be revoked?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "No." He crooked his lips again and crossed his arms on his chest as he leaned back on his chair. "I don't have plan to know either."
"You're such a heartless man, Rogie."
"Thanks for the compliment, Sydnee."
Right then, I could not stop myself. I swiftly raised my hand and slapped his cheek hard. I could feel the numbness in my palm as I stared at his face facing the left side. Then, a red hand print slowly appeared on his cheek.
I secretly smiled in satisfaction. I never knew that I could have the chance to humiliate and slap an heir in that school, knowing that students like Rogie were treated as VIPs in that school.
There was a wave of silence inside the canteen. Then, seconds later, a girl sitting across Rogie's table stood up and walked closer to me. I did not know who that girl was but according to her looks and moves, I knew that she was a daughter and an heiress too.
Before I could say a thing, the girl slapped me hard on my cheek that I found myself being slammed on the cold tiled floor of the canteen. A searing pain washed away the satisfaction I felt when I slapped Rogie. Numbness enveloped my whole body as my mind focused on the part where the girl had slapped me.
"You're just a scholar in this school. What right do you have to inflict pain to the VIP?" The girl sneered at me. "Do you think that you could get away by just revoking your scholarship?"
I did not answer her. I raised my hand to touch my cheek but I groaned quietly when I felt the searing pain again. I panted. Sweat trickled down from my forehead. My mind went blank for a moment as my heart beat raced wildly.
Someone pulled my ID up. I gasped as my body was forced to be lifted. The ID sling choked my nape. I lifted my gaze and I saw the face of the same girl who slapped me. She smirked and then I saw her brought out a small and pointed scissor from her pocket and cut the ID sling. Then my body fell on the floor with a thud. The students inside the canteen made noises. They were cheering for the girl who cut my ID sling.
I grimaced as I felt pain all over my body. I was just thankful that the floor was tiled or else it would be more disaster for me.
"Sydnee Lurica. A scholar and in her last year of highschool," said the girl while staring at my ID. "Not bad. I would love to teach lessons on a mighty scholar who think highly of herself. What do you think guys?" the girl asked the crowd. There were loud vibration as the students showed their support to the girl.
I looked around. There were a lot of students inside the canteen. Most of them were paying for their tuitions because they looked arrogant and cheering for the girl. I then saw a handful of students silently eating their food. They did not raised their heads nor looked at my way. I then knew that there were scholars like me because they would never interfere to situations like this.
They were afraid that they might ended up in the same situation if they would help me out. I understood them and I did not hold grudge for them. I would be happy if they would not interfere. At least, their scholarships were safe.
I spat. "I don't think highly of me," I said, disdain was in my voice.
The girl looked down at me and then sneered again. "Scholars like you think highly of yourself. Because you excel in every subject, you think that you can trample us down. Well, I tell you, you can't trample us down!"
"Excel in every subject?" I laughed bitterly. I crooked my brows as I looked up at her. A smile made its way onto my lips. "It's you who think highly of us."
"How dare you speak that tone to me!" She breathe deeply and squinted her eyes on me. "You only have the privilege to study in this school because of your scholarship. If not because of your high grades, you wouldn't step a foot in this school."
I bursted into a laugh that stunned everyone inside the canteen. "I think you made a mistake there, Miss. Who said that every scholars were genuis? We were just lucky to get a scholarship because of hardwork. Unlike you guys, you depend on your parent's wealth to enter and study in this school."
"You!" The girl stepped forward and raised her hand.
I immediately closed my eyes and waited for her slap, but seconds passed that I did not feel any pain. I opened my eyes and I saw Rogie standing over the girl. He was holding the girl's wrist, preventing her to slap me again.
Rogie spoke, "Enough, Azalea."
The girl squinted her eyes on Rogie and harshly withdrew her hand back. "You were slapped by her. I would not just stand here doing nothing."
"You had slapped her once and we're even. Slapping her again means she owed me another slap."
Rogie's words silenced the girl. He then helped me to stand up but I shoo his hands away. "Don't touch me," I said.
His forehead creased. "I know that you are not done taking your revenge. Why not do it in private so others won't interrupt?"
I glared at him. "I'm done with you. If you want to revoke my scholarship, then do it. I don't care anymore." I looked away.
He held my chin and forced me to look at him again. I knotted my brows when I faced him. Before I could utter a single word, Rogie brought his lips onto mine and kissed me. My breath hitched and my mind went blank.
After few seconds, Rogie pulled away and smirked at me. "There, you owed me one kiss. If you want to get even, then come with me in private."
Then Rogie stood up straight and walked out of the canteen.