Madam Billionaire Please Dont Break My Heart

"I don't wanna go to the coaching, it's tough out there and he makes fun of me. He's impossible to be around ughh." cried Kristen. If you couldn't already tell she hated her tuition classes not because she hated studying but because she hated the guy. Yes the guy, who had inadvertently become the bane of her existence and her first arch nemesis, Damien. He would annoy her, tease her and disturb her in all sorts of ways till she would give up solving integration problems and go smoke outside.

He'd constantly talk to her or try to at least, whisper wrong answers when she struggled with equations and ruin her focus. Now, she had to maintain full discretion as no one knew she indulged in cigarettes let alone how many and would always keep them near her. No one knew about her smoking habits except her older brother, Max, who had caught her once on the terrace trying to stash away cigarette butts. They hadn't spoken about it since then but a tingling feeling would always house inside Kristen whenever she'd see Max, he wasn't the most trustworthy but he wasn't a tattle tale, she didn't know what to expect of him because she didn't know him well enough. She knew he had fed her and  her at parties and boring family gatherings when she was younger but a switch had flipped and they had stopped talking and hanging out when they grew up.

"Kris you're getting late, GO, YOU'RE A BIG GIRL, stop whining and pack your bag", her mom yelled from the living room. She begrudgingly picked up her satchel cum backpack and headed for the door. It was past 5 when she reached her accounting coaching. Everyone was sitting in a circle around the teacher and there was no place for her. As she entered, her eyes met Damien's only for a split second but it was enough to make her shiver. He looked past her and then back to the book, pretending she wasn't even there. This is why she hated him the most, he would always make her feel like she wasn't there, she was afloat in space making it impossible for her to comprehend her own existence. "Kristen, come sit down here" the teacher exclaimed pointing at a stool near her. She sat down, opened her book to page 153 and began studying.

"Kris we're going to the maths coaching, do you wanna come with or do you wanna hang back?" Natalie asked. Natalie was Damien's friend, she was also her friend but in a more like i-don't-know-you-well-enough-anymore kind of way.

"Yeah no, dad's gonna pick me up. You guys go ahead." Saying this Kristen slouched on the couch waiting for her father to show up. Natalie gave her an exasperated look, shrugged and went off with Damien. 

"I'm hungry, do you wanna have some momo or burger or anything even", 

"shut up Damien, let me study, I've an exam tomorrow and i haven't prepared a single thing"

"oh stop getting your panties in a twist, you're a topper, you'll be just fine", screeched Damien. "C'mon let's eat", 

"ask Kris, she might wanna eat with you", said Natalie