Troy and Flora's P.O.V ... My Secret ... and Evil Plans Of Winning

Troy’s P.O.V

I sat down in my normal seat at lunch along with Tom, Allen, and Dylan. We all stayed silent until the girls arrived at our table.

“Kay, get me a coke and a slice of pizza.” Dylan told Kay. She simply nodded and walked away to the lunch line.

Hope asked Tom if she needed to get his lunch but he refused. Instead, Tom went and got her a lunch.

“Savvy go get me some-“ Allen began to say, but Savvy cut him off.

“If I get your lunch, you better understand that I have rat poisoning in my purse and I’m not afraid to use it.” Savvy said and then pulled out a packet of rat poisoning from her purse. I looked at her with weird expression.

Who is their right mind has rat poisoning in their purse?

… Then again, Savvy isn’t in her right mind.

“Hey, you know we’ve got a game tonight.” Dylan said to me. I hadn’t realized… crap.

“I forgot.” I admitted.

“Well, we do. Coach said to be here by six.” Stated Dylan, I nodded. Kay came back to the table and sat the tray of food in front of Dylan. Tom returned a second later with his and Hope’s lunch.

“Are you going to eat?” Maddy asked me. I looked at her, and shook my head.

“Not hungry.” I said in flat tone. Maddy nodded, and then turned her attention to Kay, who was talking about some anime.

“Where did Savvy go?” Allen asked. We all shrugged our shoulders.

I didn’t even know Savvy left.

Allen’s eyes searched around the cafeteria and then he saw Savvy sitting across the lunch room. Savvy was sitting next to Vinny, and they were laughing. “Be right back.” Allen said. Then he stood up and stormed off towards Savvy and Vinny.

All of a sudden my vision became dark … hands covered my eyes.

“Guess who.” I heard a girl said, in a wanna be sexy voice. I cringed thinking it was Helena.

“Helena, please, I am not in the mood. Plus, I currently have a girlfriend.” I stated, clearly lying. The hands dropped from my eyes. Then I saw a tall, slim, black-haired girl step out from behind me.

It was most definitely not Helena. I looked into the girl’s forest green eyes, which reminded me of … “Flora?!” The girls pink lips spread to a smirk.

“The one and only, babe.” Flora said.

“Flora, nice to see you’re still a slut.” Dylan stated, eyeing Flora up and down.

I knew what Dylan was hinting towards. Flora was in a short skirt, that if she bent over, you would see way too much. The shirt she wore was very low cut and the top half of the shirt was see thru so you could see her neon green bra.

I've got to say from a guy’s point of view, Flora was hot-looking. Skinny, curves in all the damn places you would want them… but her clothing screamed slut. It’s the same kind of outfits I remembered her wearing the last time I saw her. But back then, I'd trail along behind her, trying not to let her flash the guys, for back then she was mine.

“Shut it, Dylan. You’re just mad because you can’t have any.” Flora teased. Dylan made a gagging sound.

“So … Troy, who's the … lucky girl?” Flora asked.

“Lucky girl?” I wondered what in the world she was talking about.

“Yes, dummy,” Flora chuckled. “Who's ‘this’ girlfriend of yours?”

Crap … she wanted to know …

Think fast … who …

“I am.” I heard a voice say. I looked to my side and saw Maddy. Flora glared at Maddy.

“Mattie the fatty? Wow, long time no see … Seems weight watchers did you some justice.” Flora said in a cold voice. “ … and lookie here, your friends joined you ...” Flora stated, glancing at Hope and Kay. "I guess you three decided that weighing 200 hundred pounds wasn't the best look." I saw Maddy’s fist ball up, and she was about to speak, but Flora turned and looked at me. “You have to be got to be kidding me Troy. There's no way you're dating her.”

“Ummm … Yeah.”

Oh shit, why did I just say that?!

“Well, Troy, you must have hit rock bottom to date her.” Flora said, but then she leaned down in my ear and whispered, “But that’s okay, because I’m here to help you back up …” Flora said in voice that would make any guy’s knees weak. Flora stood up straight, and looked at Maddy. “See you later fatty Mattie.” With that Flora walked away, while swaying her hips.

“Damn, I hate that bitch!” Maddy said, once Flora was out of ear shot.

“Yeah I do-“ Hope began to say, but just then everyone in the cafeteria stud up, and started running towards the other side of the lunch room. Everyone was yelling ‘Fight! Fight! Fight!’

I saw a boy coming over way. I knew he was most likely freshman, because he was running away from the fight. I grabbed the boy’s hand.

“Who’s fighting?” I asked him.

“I don’t know the names. All I saw was an Asian guy, and another guy, with long brown hair.”

Asian …Vinny … long brown hair … Allen.

I quickly got up, and ran over to the other side of the lunch room. I pushed through the crowds and, saw that Allen had Vinny up against a wall. I was about to go over and break them up, but soon Vinny pushed Allen off of him.

“Allen! Stop! Vinny! Stop!” Savvy yelled, Kay and Maddy held Savvy back from getting involved. “Let me go!” Savvy shouted, but they still held her.

I then realized that if I didn’t break up Allen and Vinny that Allen wouldn’t be allowed to play at tonight’s game.  I went over to them, and tried to separate them, but they were in a fist battle by now, and Vinny accidently hit me, when I got in the middle.

“Break it up!” Yelled the assistant principle, Mr. Broadway, as, he came running in the room. When everyone heard Mr. Broadway’s voice, they ran towards the exits.

Mr. Broadway managed to break up Allen and Vinny, with the help of Coach Forest.

Soon it was only Tom, Dylan, Savvy, Vinny, Kay, Maddy, Hope, Allen and I in the cafeteria, plus Mr. Broadway and Coach Forest.

Mr. Broadway looked at all of us.

“Now, what happened in here?” Mr. Broadway asked us. No one said anything. “If I don’t get answers, all y’all are going to my office.”  No one murmured a word. He let out a sigh. “Fine, no one’s gonna speak … let’s go, all of ya.”

We all walked down the halls in silence, towards Mr. Broadway’s office.  When we all filed in, he studied us. “How, about I lay this on the table? If no one speaks, and tells me what the happened in the cafeteria, then I will not only suspend every one of you, but my sportsmen,” Mr. Broadway said. I knew by sportsmen he was talking about me, Dylan and Allen. “You will be expelled from the team … I know y’all have been accepted into many colleges on scholarships because of your excellent skill. This will sure hurt the chances of getting in once they hear of this.” Everyone was wondering who would speak first.

“It was my fault, Mr. Broadway.” Spoke Savvy, everyone looked at her. “I started the fight.” Mr. Broadway looked at Savvy skeptically.

“I don’t believe it, Ms. Smith. A straight ‘A’ student like you.” I think my eyes grew as big as saucers, when I heard Mr. Broadway say Savvy was a straight ‘A’ student. I never saw her as that. The classes I had with her I would find her sleeping or doing something not school related. Never could I see her making A’s.

“She didn’t start it, I did.” Maddy said, trying to take the blame.

“Ms. Huggins, another very well off student, I think if I remember right, you were awarded the highest GPA in the whole school. I’m sure you’re not the one to blame, and if so, you know that Harvard will not accept you with this on your record.” Maddy sighed and looked around the room begging for someone to admit they started it, and for Mr. Broadway to believe them.

I glanced at Allen and Vinny, knowing they were the people that started it.

But Allen had a very aggravated look on his face, he was pissed. And if I knew Allen, when he was pissed he wouldn’t say a word.

Vinny was as silent as a mouse. I could tell he wouldn’t be speaking up anytime soon.

“I can narrow down who I think started it, Dylan, Allen, Vinny …” Mr. Broadway’s eyes fell on me. I knew he wouldn’t say my name …

“I-If I was to say I started the fight, will I be expelled from the team?” I questioned, trying to fake a guilty look.

“Troy Dazer, you started the fight?” Mr. Broadway asked in a fake shocked voice. I looked at the ground, trying to seem guilty. “If you were to confess … I might suspend you from the team …” I knew why he was going to let me off the hook, and it was not because he liked me … oh no, it was because of a very different reason …

“I confess, I did it. I told Vinny, that I thought he would look nice in a ballerina tutu. We argued, and I threw the first punch, so we started fighting. Allen saw Vinny come towards me and pushed me out of the way … Vinny hit Allen by mistake thinking it was me, and Allen hit Vinny back.” I admitted. “But I threw the first punch, I started the fight.”

“Well, thank you, Mr. Dazer, for coming clean … But since Allen and Vinny were involved … Vinny you get three weeks of detention. Allen, you’re suspended from the team for two games. As for you Troy, you’re suspended for the next two games, and you must do cafeteria duty, followed by two weeks detention.” I nodded.  “You’re all dismissed.”

We all walked out of Mr. Broadway’s office, and immediately Vinny walked off, but everyone looked at me.

“What?” I asked.

“Why did he believe you started the fight? Why did he not expel you from the team?” Tom asked me.

“I-I don’t know,” I lied. They all gave me a skeptical look except Dylan.

“Boys,” Savvy said and then walked away. Kay, Hope, and Maddy went after her.

“I’ve got to get to Digital Art, see y’all later.” Tom said, and then went off towards the Art hallway.  I noticed that Allen must have ran off too. It was just Dylan and I in the hall.

“Why, didn’t you tell them?” Dylan asked me.

“Why, didn’t I tell them, what?”

“How your dad cuts Mr. Broadway’s check, along with all the staff here. That’s why you got off with a bare minimum punishment, for starting the fight. “

“Because, I don’t want them to think I'm some rich boy.” I admitted.

“They'll find out one day. You can’t hide behind your middle class house forever.”

“Whatever.”

“Why did you do it though? … You could have said nothing, knowing in the end you would be spared by Mr. Broadway … why did you say it was you that started the fight?” Dylan asked. I knew the answer, but I didn’t want to admit it. “Oh … Wait, I think I know … Man, you really are pulling out all the favors for her aren’t you?” Dylan asked.

“What do you mean?” I said innocently.

“I know what you did for her, Troy, but don’t worry. I will keep it a secret.”

Flora’s P.O.V

I’d been hiding behind the corner listening to Dylan and Troy talk. I'd gathered that Troy was faking to be middle class, when he was actually rich. From what I heard, his dad cuts the faculties checks … Now who had that power? …

OMG! Goren Dazer!

Why had I not put two and two together sooner?!

Damn, he was really rich!

My Troy was rich!

I knew there was a reason I liked him …

A mischievous grin found my face when I heard Dylan say he knew a secret of Troy’s.

I wonder what it was … Maybe I could use it against Troy to get what I wanted from him …

Yeah, watch out Dylan, Flora is coming to get you, but only for Troy’s secret.

Because after all, it’s Troy I want and Troy is what I’m going to get …

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This is one of my favorite chapters, I don't know why.

As you can see, Dylan knows everything, when it comes to everyone's secrets. That's why it's hard for me to do his P.O.V.

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