Babysitting My Bully Hockey Player

Zara POV

"Stop looking at me with that fat ass face, bitch!" Hayley yelled and threw tissue paper at my face. I couldn't dodge it and I wince from the pain that comes after.

The class broke into murmurs and shame and embarrassment washed over me. Kate, my friend tried to stand up from her seat to fight for me but I stopped her. If Professor Anderson met us here, I don't think it would be funny.

"Why doesn't she know her place?" One of my course mates said,

"Zara is annoying. She should know her big self will definitely block Hayley from seeing."

"It's all because she has a crush on Dylan. I mean who wouldn't but Zara makes hers obvious and automatically, she became Hayley's enemy"

The moment I heard Dylan's name, I became even more pissed. I picked up the ink we will be using to draw on Professor Anderson's class and poured it on Hayley's face.

"Ahh", Hayley screamed out in shock and her friends stared at me at the same time.

"I didn't do anything to you, why must you always pick on me?" I yelled and felt satisfied, seeing the way the ink decorated her dark hair.

Hayley's friends attacked my hair but Kate came to my rescue. The students brought out their phones to capture the moment. I guess this will be the hottest news on the college news for the next three days.

God.

"Zara and Hayley." I heard Professor Anderson's voice and the class fell silent. Hayley's friends froze on the spot and quickly sat back down. The only people standing are Hayley and me.

"Both of you should get out of my class and wait outside until I am done with the class." Professor Anderson said and I clenched my hand in anger. This is the third time I will be sent out of the theatre art class all because of Hayley who never stops picking on me.

I packed my drawing book inside my bag while Kate gave me an apologetic look that said she should have stopped me first.

"Professor Anderson. Zara started it first. I wasn't talking to her." Hayley said but Professor Anderson is fair in judgment. He is definitely going to chase us out.

"Since the two of you choose to disturb the peace of the class, I have no choice but to send you out of the class. The next time this happens, believe me, you will end up in the Chancellor's office." He said and I quickly left the classroom.

My life sucks for real and sometimes, I wish I could find my mother and give her a piece of my heart for leaving me alone with my little sister. I wish I could let out my frustration because my stepmother has chosen to abandon both of us. I have learned to be independent right from when I became a teenager. I managed to work in a convenience store to take care of my sick sister and the only way I could come to college was to study hard.

I managed to get a scholarship and working from school is tedious. If only I could get accepted as a tutor but then, students in King's College are actually rich kids whose parents are capable of affording tutors for their kids. Not some random kid in her third year.

"Are you happy now? Don't think you can get away with this.” Hayley lashed out, pointing her fingers at me with her eyes blazing with anger.

“Do you want me to paint your face this time around?” I fired back and she gave me a cold laugh.

“Oh. So you have a mouth now huh? Wait till I see you. I will make sure I ruined those cheap clothes after making sure my girls took your video and put it online” she said and I know she wasn't joking. If her friends are here right now, the story will be different. I know what she is capable of.

"Well. I will be waiting." I said and closed my eyes, my head resting against the wall.

Suddenly, the students began to scream and brought out their phones. The school seems to have turned upside down and the only person who has a great effect on the students is Dylan Hunter and his crew.

The three Star Hockey Players in Queens College.

I whipped my head towards the field as their bike roared to life. They parked it and stepped down but my amber eyes were star-struck on the one putting on a black leather jacket with Black gloves. His dark raven hair ruffled because of the wind. But those thick pink lips made me want to become the wind instead.

To caress those full pink lips and...

Oh fuck

And that is it.

The stupid crush I have on him despite him being my bully. The moment his grey eyes met mine, I looked away instantly, my heart beating loudly against my chest.

I hate this feeling.

I hate that I like him even though he never once acknowledged my existence. He always mocked me for my fat self and it was all because I mistakenly poured his food away in the cafeteria and the second time was when I rooted for his Captain rival. I mean, who bullies a girl because of that?

And the funniest part is, I am the one he has ever been bullied by, with no offence from me. At least that was what Kate told me.

Hayley hides her face from Dylan but he seems to have already seen her. He walked towards us with his friends and tried hard to stop my frantic heart from beating so hard.

My eyes drank in his appearance as he walked with so much command that it made me feel as if he was actually the one who owned the school. I bet a lot of girls are going to miss him because he is already in his fourth year.

“Dylan.” I heard a girl call out Dylan's name and the school fell silent. It seems I will be witnessing another edition of girls asking Dylan out. I just don't know why they refuse to learn, why can't they just bottle up their feelings?

“Dylan. I…I…uhm. Tomorrow is my birthday and I got this invitation card for you. I will be celebrating outside the school so I…” The girl couldn't finish her statement because Dylan walked past her like a plague.

“Oh sorry Mira. You should know by now Dylan doesn't want to fuck your hole. You sucks” Simon, the assistant hockey captain, said to the girl and the whole student body gasped.

Mirabella ran away crying and I watched as Dylan walked past us, not giving a damn about what anyone said.

“Dylan! Dylan! Dylan!” They kept chanting his name until his back faded.

I heaved a sigh of relief when I noticed he didn't see me.

“I know Dylan is mine. This is exactly why he is still single.” Hayley said and I rolled my eyes.

There is no way Dylan is going back to his own vomit. Wait….

Why am I even defending the arrogant boy?

“You ruined my encounter with Dylan. If not, I would have met him again. Oh my God. I'm so pissed, bitch.” She said and kicked my feet.

For once, I decided not to fight back, knowing fully well that Professor Anderson would definitely increase my punishment. I still need to call the nurse to know how my sister is responding to treatment.

Thirty minutes later, Professor Anderson told us to follow him and directed us to get the mop and bucket.

"Mop the entire row of this classroom. That will be your punishment for disturbing my class.” Professor Anderson said and I dare not argue

Fuck me!