True Love Waits novel Chapter 12

It was 9 o'clock in the morning and Debbie was sound asleep in the multimedia classroom. Little did she know that a lot of students had piled outside the classroom in the doorway. Soon, she began to stir awake due to the clamor of the crowd.

With her head still lying on the desk, her eyes slowly opened, and the students came into her view. They were pointing at her, with disdain written all over their faces. It took the oblivious young lady a few seconds to clear her mind, before she finally comprehended what they were whispering from afar.

"Is she Debbie Nian? Shame on her!"

"She made an ass of our university, that one! She's just a tomboy. How dare she try to seduce Mr. Huo!"

"Exactly! She brought shame to our university! How can she just sleep after what she's done?!"

BANG!

All the gossiping was interrupted by a loud thud. When they followed the direction of the sound, they saw Jared standing up and shooting them a fierce glare. The crowd scattered away in a panic.

As much as they disliked Debbie, after the rumor got out, no one dared to play with fire by pissing off Jared. Everyone knew that the guy came from a wealthy family, and was with a bad temper to boot. No one would wish to be on the receiving end of Jared's wrath.

Except for, well, two boys who stayed by the door. As they seemed to originate from affluent families themselves, Jared's outburst had very little effect on them. With an unattractive sneer, one of them named Benton Shao spoke to Debbie in a loud voice. "I heard you love Mr. Huo! Is that true or what?"

Sitting upright in her seat, Debbie got up so fast that she experienced some mild vertigo. 'What? Whom do I love? Mr. Huo?' she thought, clearly confused with the situation. From a look of bewilderment, Debbie's facial expression turned dark. A crease formed between her eyebrows as she finally realized the boy's allegation. Taking a deep breath, she put on her best menacing look.

"Says who?" she asked, and rolled her eyes at them. 'I swear if I find out who it is, ' she thought indignantly, 'I will beat the shit out of that guy!' Strangely enough, her question only threw the two boys into a fit of laughter. "What's so damn funny?" she demanded.

"Hahaha! Don't you know?" the fat one named Erick Zhang asked, sharing a look with his companion. "You're famous now! The whole world knows that you love Mr. Huo!"

"That's right!" said Benton Shao with a buzz cut, nodding as he smirked at her. "The whole world heard you when you shouted, 'Carlos Huo, I love you!' in the grove!" And as Benton Shao attempted to mimic her, his voice turned shrill and whiny. It was nothing like how Debbie truly sounded, but then again, his intentions were clearly less about re-enacting in a realistic way and more about taunting her.

Dumbfounded, Debbie was at a loss for words. While it was true that she had yelled those words in the grove, there was no one else there who could have heard her. So why, all of a sudden, did everyone know about that? 'No! Wait a minute, ' she thought, still seated as she racked her mind for any clues or ideas.

During that time, she recalled that there was a man behind the tree... Curtis! Curtis was there.

She frowned. Was he the one who spread it around? 'It had to be him, ' she considered, glaring with pursed lips as the two boys seemed to enjoy watching her boil in anger. Lowering her head a bit, she swore under her breath.

Turning to the two boys, she shouted aggressively, "Shut up the both of you!" And when they did not stop laughing, Debbie shoved her table in outrage. The legs of the desk made a shrieking sound against the floor as it was pushed forward. "I mean it! Fuck off!"

Being scolded by a girl did not bode well for the two angry boys. It was the first time that they had been told off by a girl in such an unruly manner. Once or twice, they had heard in the past that Debbie was not someone to be bullied or disturbed. In hindsight, they should have known better than to assume that it was just a joke.

Benton Shao shared a look with Erick Zhang who stood at 5'5" and weighed 105 kg. Then at the same time, they stepped into the classroom, and walked towards Debbie. When Benton Shao got close, he picked up Debbie's book from the desk that had been shoved earlier, and threw it on the floor casually. The ends of his lips went up to form a dangerous smirk.

As soon as things appeared like it was about to escalate in the classroom, most of Debbie's classmates quickly fled the area. For a moment, the two boys assumed it was because of them.

On the contrary, it was because they saw the look on Debbie's face: she was about to teach them a very hard lesson. 'Damn it! Are they idiots? How dare they provoke Tomboy! We'd better run away as soon as possible. Otherwise, we're going to get caught up in the fight too, ' they all thought.

So in less than a minute, the classroom cleared out like there was a zombie outbreak, leaving the two boys, Debbie, and her friends.

Calm and collected, unlike her disposition a few minutes ago, Debbie leaned back in her chair and stared at the two boys with a sweet smile. The two boys widened their eyes. One smile from her disarmed them completely, and they almost forgot why they were there in the first place. They thought she looked so pretty, and began to wonder why they had not noticed it sooner.

While the two boys were busy drooling over Debbie's bewitching face, the young lady suddenly bent over to get the book on the floor, and smashed it against the face of the boy who had dropped it a while ago.

Keeling over, Benton Shao cried in pain. "Bitch, how dare... Ow!" he wailed. Before he was able to finish his sentence, a fist came in contact with his face. There was no doubt that the punch was going to leave a very big, fat black-eye.

Before anyone could retaliate, Jared withdrew his fist and blew on his fingers. He sat back, and looked at the two boys incredulously. "Are you guys idiots? What's gotten into your small brains that you're provoking our Debbie? You are courting death, I'm telling you," he said in an indifferent tone, folding his arms.