Reckless - S01 E12

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Reckless - S01 E12

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 12

Dorian would never change into his varsity regalia at the general wardrobe suit.

He used his upper lounge.

He got changed to the light green regalia and the trousers, then he emerged with his guards, making his way to the skating rink.

They’ve only walked a minute when they heard a squirm from a tight corner behind the quad.

Seems this quad is the home of the most illegal activities in this campus.

Dorian retracted his steps, going back to that corner only to see a guy is on his knees, and the campus miscreants are forcing him to smoke weed.

He’s coughing, choking, tears forced it’s way out of his eyes, but that only made the miscreants excited.

They’re feeding him the second roll of weed now, and there are burns on his lips cos obviously, they burned him with the cigar each time he refused to puff.

“You d@mn zombies!” Dorian shouted, sending his guards.

The miscreants tried to escape, but the guards were very fast.

They arrived before they could jump over the brick, and the three miscreants were held down before Dorian stepped inside.

He pulled up the helpless guy from his knees, checking him out.

His uniform is burnt in certain places too cos the ash from the cigar fell on it a number of times.

“You good?” Dorian asked.

“Yeah…I guess,” the guy nodded.

Then…. Dorian faced the guards holding down the miscreants.

“Take them the the Chancellor’s office. If he fails to punish them for bullying, then I’ll make him lose his title as the Chancellor,” he ordered.

“Bullying has been ongoing in this school even before you arrived! Stacy and her society always beat students till they faint! Stacy herself uses students as footstools and sends boys on embarrassing errands like pads!” One of the miscreants ranted.

Dorian went close.

“It happened when I wasn’t here, but now that I’m here, I’ll start chosing scape goats from y’all.” He said.

Then he signalled at the guards again, and the miscreants were dragged away, all power seized.

Then… Dorian faced the helpless guy again, smiling.

“Thank you, would have lost my health to their weed if not for you,” he said appreciatively.

“Your name?” Dorian asked.

“Kane, a first year student. I’m Scott’s stepbrother,” he replied.

“You mean Scott the football captain?” Dorian blinked.

“Yeah, and I know you’re gonna say bullies should be scared to touch me cos I’m Scott’s brother, but Scott h@tës me, so…” Kane shrugged, dusting his uniform suit.

“Nah, I was gonna say you’re so unfortunate to be Scott’s STEPbrother. He’s friends with Remo, isn’t he? I won’t rate anyone who’s friends with Remo. They’re all arseholes,” Dorian said.

Kane smiled. “They weren’t lying when they say you’re down to earth and humble. You’re the first celebrity I met who didn’t act like God.”

“What game are you in?” Dorian asked.

“Same as you!” Kane pointed at Dorian’s regalia.

“Ice skating? Great! Let’s move!” Dorian led the way.

Kane followed.

—

[Campus Stadium]

Scott, Max and Tania are already in the middle of warmups with the rest of the school football team.

There are two football teams in this campus. Over fifty members per team, but Scott’s team is just more brilliant cos of Trinidad and Tania.

Trinidad and her girls arrived late. Elmira and Roxy aren’t footballers, they just escorted Trinidad here cos she’s feeling slightly indisposed.

“Are you sure you’d be able to play today?” Roxy asked worriedly.

“It’s just the start of the semester, can’t let Tania take the shine. I’m playing,” Trinidad replied, peeling off the jacket she wore on top of her jersey regalia.

She threw the jacket at Elmira, and Elmira caught it.

“Drop it at the wardrobe suite for me,” Trinidad said.

“Sure, just make sure you play well. Our dignity in this school depends on you beating Tania in football and I and Roxy beating Stacy on the skating rink,” Elmira replied.

Trinidad nodded before moving inside.

Elmira smiled when she saw Max, and at that moment when their gazes locked, she took her sweet chance.

She raised her shirt from her body when she saw only Max is looking her way, and she flashed him her breàsts. No bra, so it bounced.

She winked too before leaving the stadium with Roxy.

Max remained where he stood, trying not to think about what she just saw…the breàsts.

They’re bigger than Kehlani’s, and they’re creamier too.

He shook his head quickly, coming off the spell. Is Remo’s words starting to get in his head?

His phone buzzed, and he checked quickly. It’s a text from Kehlani.

A nude picture of her in the bathroom this morning.

His cóvk hardened.

Kehlani: A little something to make you concentrate in the stadium. I love you madly.

He smiled immediately, texting her back quickly.

Max: Love you more, my slût.

Elmira still can’t compare after all. Kehlani still has the best body.

He dropped his phone on the phone table for players and joined them.

He stayed beside Scott cos while Scott is the Captain, he’s the assistant.

“When is the first half starting?” He asked, nudging Scott.

“I don’t know yet. The goalkeeper resigned, and now we need a goalkeeper for the post.” Scott replied, looking so disoriented.

“There are lots of goalkeepers in the team, Scott.” Max said.

“I don’t just want any goalkeeper, Max,” Scott faced him. “I want Cove in this stadium.”

“And you think he’d agree? That charity case doesn’t look interested in games! Have you checked the Major group? There are pictures of him in the library, reading!” Max said.

“And there’s a video of him catching a golf ball! It was so Fuçkin clean I know what I’m saying!” Scott shoved his phone into Max’s face.

With a gasp, Max watched the short video of Cove catching the golf ball.

“Fine, this is highly sick, but how are you gonna pull him here? He h@tës Remo, so he automatically h@tës everyone he’s friends with including us. Forget it, that dude doesn’t like anyone I don’t even know how Dorian was able to get that close to him” Max explained.

“We’ll enter him through Dorian, but for now, we’ll use another goalkeeper till we’d be able to rein him here.” Scott said.

Max sighed, their eyes went back to the full field of players.

Trinidad and Tania are currently standing in front of each other, both glaring with layered h@të.

“Welcome to another season, Trinidad Brooke,” Tania smiled poisonously.

“I’m saying the same to you, Tania Delgado.” Trinidad gave the same toxic smile to her.

“Last semester ended in a draw. We played six games for the team, and we both ended up scoring ten goals each for the team, so there was no winner. I hope you’re prepared this semester, I’m determined to be ahead and put you in your place.” Tania promised, sounding threatening.

“Aw, you’re cute when you make empty promises. Let’s see who tops the chart then. Talent will preach.” Trinidad replied, their smiles disappearing.

They both joined the others when the whistle sounded.

—

[Skating Rink]

After football, skating is the next crowded game in the campus.

Thankfully, the school built the rink large enough, so even though they’re much, the rink swallowed them.

Remo took the middle as the ice king, and no one tried to go closer to him.

Ice flew up as he slid down on a dangerous low, spreading a leg and flattening the other leg.

He bent backwards, and some of the onlooking students gasped.

He’s insanely good.

He’s still boiling with what Dorian and Cove did this morning though, and that fueled his skills.

He skates harder when mad.

Frank eventually skated close to him, and he slowed down.

Stacy and her friends are at the far back, using their ice time efficiently.

While Remo is the best male skater, Stacy is the best female.

Stacy has always liked dancing, and skating on ice feels like dancing too… becoming one with your legs, so she opted for it and has been acing it.

Kehlani and Tasha are behind her, following her lead on the ice.

Elmira and Roxy are at the front,, but Elmira isn’t just ok with the peaceful state of this place.

It’s annoying.

“Babe, are you still organizing your Massacre Party this semester? We’re using a Graveyard, right?” Roxy asked suddenly, and Elmira sighed.

Her eyes are on Kehlani.

“I’m so not in the mood to talk about my Massacre Party right now,” she replied and slid back on her skating shoes, rolling off.

“Oh I know what you’re thinking, Mira.” Roxy smirked, figuring she’s going for Kehlani.

Truly, Elimira rolled to Kehlani.

Their bodies collided on the ice, and Kehlani fell.

“Ou!” Kehlani whispered.

Elmira smiled atop of her, and she turned around to skate away, but two strong arms pushed her from behind.

Stacy and Tasha.

Elmira fell right beside Kehlani on the ground, and Kehlani laughed.

Her fall suddenly didn’t matter anymore so far Elmira fell too.

“You’re a whore,” Kehlani mouthed at her, and Elmira smiled.

“Yeah. A whore who’d steal your treasure very soon.” She said meaningfully.

Roxy helped her up, and they rolled away together.

“Hope your pillow gets mysteriously wet!” Stacy yelled after them.

“Middle fingers and toes!” Tasha followed up.

Kehlani laughed, not even thinking about what Elmira said.

Dorian and Kane entered, and Remo was the first to see them.

Dorian left Kane and went to use the washroom.

Kane got on the ice, but he hasn’t even started moving when Remo knocked him down.

He fell with a groan, facing up.

“I did nothing!”

“You shut up when I’m around, shut up! Your prostitute of a mother got to enter Scott’s father doesn’t mean you get to walk anyhow in this campus too!” Remo snarled.

Frank joined Remo, kicking Kane in the face.

His blood stained the ice.

By now, all other skaters have stopped, now staring at the spectacular again.

Everyone stopped except Stacy who isn’t even aware of what’s happening. She’s still skating.

Remo nearly gave Kane the second kick when Dorian returned from the washroom.

“He’s here to play messiah again. Oh how much I h@të this guy,” Elmira muttered to herself.

Even as she talked about him, her tongue felt so bitter.

“I don’t believe you h@të him just because you’re an h@tër,” Roxy replied beside her.

Elmira snickered.

Dorian pulled Kane up from the ice, then he faced Remo and Frank.

“I see your third guy Max and the fourth guy Scott aren’t here, would have been four dumb heads on the ice,” he muttered.

Remo nearly went closer to him, but Dorian was already gone.

He slid away on the ice, skating crazily like he was born for it.

“That’s…mad.” Kane muttered, wiping his bloody lip.

Remo and Frank remained on their spots, watching shockingly too.

Dorian is good! Almost as good as Remo. In fact, with few practices, he’d be as good, and that angered Remo more cos all attention shifted to Dorian now. They’re even recording.

Remo stormed out of the rink, and Frank gave Dorian another stare.

“Dorian Wesley, Cove Fabio. This campus hasn’t been peaceful since they came. Something has to be done…” He muttered and left too.

Now, Dorian is right beside Stacy on the ice, and Stacy is still doing her thing—pretending she doesn’t see him.

Kehlani and Tasha have stopped skating now…they joined the onlookers.

“If I knew you’d be an ice skater during my starter training, I’d have gone for another game,” Dorian said.

“You can still go for another game. Seeing you on this ice gives me the ick,” she replied, raising an arm.

Her gemstone navel ring flashed him unintentionally, but he didn’t ogle. He just looked away.

“Trevor will be coming to the concert tonight, you should apologize to him.” He said.

“That’s stupid, I never apologize.” Stacy replied.

Dorian blocked her abruptly.

She nearly fell, but he held her by the upper arm.

Immediately the contact occurred, she broke free.

“Don’t touch me!”

“I wasn’t joking when I said I’m not gonna leave you alone till you apologize to that boy, even if it takes ten years. We’re only just beginning the hunt, Brat.” He smiled.

He says the most unnerving things while smiling, and Cove says the most annoying things with a muted face.

Cove is arrogant and full of ego, Dorian is overconfident.

Gawd…how did the two of them even find their ways to this campus?

Polar opposites, but they’re very Fuçkin annoying you’d wanna put bullets in their heads just to see their ego and overconfidence flowing out with their cold blood.

“I’ll come to your concert, but I’m not coming for any Trevor. I’m coming for you….to give you my heartfelt apology,” Stacy placed her palm on her chest dramatically.

“Now…look, Brat. If you pull a stunt like you did that night, your Media Mogul father will lose everything he owns to his name I promise you.” Dorian said, threateningly.

Stacy blinked. She wouldn’t deny getting the chills just now.

Her father might be richer than his mother with millions, but Dorian is also rich on his own, so combining his riches with his mother’s wealth might make him stronger than her.

She rolled away from him on the ice, and Dorian watched with a expression hard to understand.

Stacy left with Kehlani and Tasha, then Kane came to meet Dorian.

“You’re good, you pissed Remo off. I think you pissed the queen bee Stacy off too.” He said.

“That a compliment?” Dorian grinned, leaning on the rink banister with him.

“If you think it is,” Kane shrugged.

“Look, I think you should stand up for yourself often. I get that you’re slightly skinny for the work, but you can workout,” Dorian suggested.

“I’ve always been scared of bullies, and if I’m gonna start learning how to face-off to them, it’d take long,” Kane replied simply.

“You’re hopeless,” Dorian muttered, getting rid of his shoes.

“But your guards are so professional. I can’t believe the celebrity metal freak singer is in this school and the students aren’t swooning. They only admire from afar,” Kane said, staring around the rink surroundings.

There are more than twenty hidden guards of Dorian, and ten unhidden ones who’re visible.

“Yup, they’re professional, and students are scared of them, so they stay away. After I was nearly kissed by female fans in my highschool without guards, my mother had to get me sharpened guards,” Dorian said, and Kane laughed.

“Kissed? Well I won’t blame them, you’re—”

“Please don’t say hot. Are you gay?” Dorian cut him off.

“I haven’t determined my sëxuality yet. I dunno if I’m straight, gay, or bi,” Kane said.

“You might be all, who knows?” Dorian chuckled.

By now, he has finished taking off his skating shoes.

A guard brought him white sneakers which he wore easily.

“Protect yourself from miscreants,” he patted Kane. “I’m gonna go see my friend at the library.”

Then he left the rink.

Kane sighed, sitting.

He checked his phone and met a text from his mother Owen.

Mom: How’s your Friday going?

He pocketed his phone without replying to the text.

He was already returning to the ice when he sighted Scott by the door.

He probably came to look for Remo and Frank.

Kane hid his face so he won’t receive another punch from him.

But Scott saw him. He was already walking to him when he received a text from Remo that he’s in the campus quad, so he stepped back.

Deciding to leave Kane, he exited the skating rink.

Realizing he’s gone, Kane took a breath of relief.

He finally got on the ice, taking out his VIP concert ticket from his pocket.

Too bad Dorian doesn’t know…. Kane is a big Fuçkin’ fan.

A diehard Diamond.

Kane smiled, impatiently counting the remaining hours to the concert.

—

[Campus Library]

Cove decided in the morning that he wasn’t gonna leave till he gets a reply to his tutorial proposal mail from the Chancellor, and he stood on business.

The Chancellor must be in a meeting cos it took long before he replied, and when he replied, it was positive.

He said yes to Cove’s tutorials, and he even gave him a building on top of the newest building in campus.

Cove shut down his laptop and packed up, preparing to leave.

The small cut he got on his jaw from the glass shard in the morning is still there. He’d just apply disinfectant when he gets home.

The shattered window? It has been replaced, and he wasn’t even surprised. Money is water here.

He left the library, and stepping out, he met Zendaya outside, waiting.

She held a bottle of disinfectant and a wrapped cotton bud.

She looks very much nervous, and her hands are shaky.

“I…I’m sorry about the golf ball earlier. I’m not very good at golf….”

“Then stay away from the golf field,” he cut her off flatly, harshly.

Zendaya’s eyes widened. Cove is talking to her???

“But I can’t do other games cos of my size. Golfing is the easiest one for me, and I’ll definitely get perfect on the field soon. If you’d just let me apply this disinfectant,” she pushed her hand forward, showing the bottle.

She nearly touched his face, but he moved his face away from her reach.

“I’ll do it myself when I get home,” he said curtly and stepped away.

Zendaya stood there, not knowing what to do next. Still in a daze.

She could still smell him in her nostrils, faintly.

He smells like fresh vetiver, and she found herself gulping.

When she jerked back to her senses, she went after him, pulling him back by the suit of his uniform.

He turned around, his eyes more glaring than it was.

She froze.

“Let go of my suit,” he said, cold.

Feeling sucker-punched, she quickly let it go, and he continued his stride, only to meet Stacy and the rest of the girls down the hall.

They’re led by Stacy herself whose charisma is as ÇOçkily erect as ever.

“She’s kindly offering to treat your wound for you, now don’t display your arrogance here again.”

“Why should I listen to you?” Cove replied stiffly, eyes lowering.

“I’m only saying you should—”

“And why should I listen to anything you say?” He cut her off haughtily, taking a step closer to her.

She moved back, and her body hit another body behind.

If it’s any of her girls, she’d smell pomelo, cherry, apple or peach since they’re all obsessed with perfumes that smell fruity, but she smelled nothing like fruit.

Instead, it’s lavender.

Quickly, she turned her neck, staring back at who it was, and when she saw him, her jaw dropped.

Dorian.

He stood there behind her with a phony smile.

Stacy looked at her front.

Cove is still there, so now she’s trapped in the middle of the two guys, and they’re so Fuçkin close she could feel Dorian’s weight from the back and Cove’s from the front.

The mouths of all her girls are wide especially Zendaya—the disinfectant is already squirting out from the capped bottle she’s holding. Her grip is too tight on it.

Stacy is still trapped in the middle of the two darklings.

From Stacy’s back, Dorian said… “Dude, shall we eat her for lunch?”

He smiled naughtily at Cove whose face remained calm under his gaze.

“No. She won’t fill both of us.” Cove muttered from Stacy’s front, then continued to say…

“She’s too fragile to scream the type of scream my ears are starving to ear. She might just die screaming.”