You always grew up in a rich family and not just any rich. The rich, if you just asked your dad that you could get the new Louis Vuitton bag that would be shown months later be released. But you weren't the rich popular girl at school, those were the 'plastics' at your school. Despite that you were rich, you never told anyone, made everyone see you as a little mouse who didn't quite fit in the crowd.
Locker bumps, getting cornerned and getting your bag grabbed was a usual schedule on your day now. Bullies now targeted you, always waiting outside school when the day ended, already waiting to see you. Your doting mother and father tried everything, buying you cars, getting you even more butlers, but nothing could lighten your hurt soul. Until she came along.
It came all of a sudden, you don't know how she even saw you. It was just a few months ago, it was during the usual time that the girls were cornering you, but it was one time that they took it further. They pushed you against the wall, one girl grabbing your bag and rummaging through it, the other was giggling, taking the video while the last girl was pinning you against the wall, smirking.
Until an older girl, Jenna, stepped up. She let herself get known, telling the girls to back off, they turned around and saw that she was the student council. They scoffed, but backed off, muttering something under their breaths before leaving. Jenna had offered to escort you home, but when she saw you decline her offer out of fear, she practicly forced you. Her hand grabbing your wrist as she grabbed your backpack and walked to her car.
And she did have a little shocking moment when she dropped you at the gigantic mansion that you stepped into, already giving your bag to your first butler. And when she was getting ready to leave, your father approached her, stern for a rich man but still protective as a father.
It didn't take a second before he already grabbed a stack of cash, waving it around slightly to show the dollar bills and told her that he would pay her to be your friend. Jenna declined first, saying that it would just be cruel that she would be your friend just to get paid. So, he offered her a different deal. A bodyguard deal, 3000 dollars a week just to stay by your side and protect you.
The usual morning where you walk to school alone was now replaced by Jenna and her car just outside your house, waiting for you just to drive you to school. The bullying stopped, ofcourse they stopped. Jenna was the student council, smart and everyone adored her.
Ofcourse, because she was the student council, she could just be hours late to class and wouldn't get marked as late. So she could stay by your side all the time, walking you to your classes, standing next to you and looking at everyone while you were grabbing something out of your locker.
It was after school. An accident happened at the lab and it got on you. Jenna immediately grabbed you and got you back to your dorm. Yeah, Jenna got you one so she could always watch over you. While you were showering, Jenna sat on your bed, still in her white uniform, her legs crossed as she went through her phone.
"Ugh, the smell is really bad, I'm glad I got it off of me."
You mumble to yourself as you leave the bathroom with a bathrobe. Tightening the knot as you enter the bedroom again. Jenna looked up from her phone, looking you up and down with that usual look, the look she was using if she wanted to see if something else happened.
"W-what are you doing?"
You ask as she stands up from your bed, walking steady over to you and stopping infront of you. Her hand reaching up to your cheek, her thumb wiping the liquid off of your lip.
"There was still something on your lips."
She says, until her hand just rested on your cheek, pushing a stray lock of hair behind your ear. It felt like the world slowed down, her eyes flickered between your eyes and lips. The moment felt so romantical. Until she stepped back and broke the almost magical tension.
"You have an assignment for english, I suggest you do it now."