The Devil's Sweetheart

Jasper's rage tore through his gut. His fists gripped tightly, calculating his plan to pull the mask of the person responsible for his humiliation. It's not the first time it happened. The evil-doer of his life knows every move of his and planned meticulously. Unlike before, Jasper concealed his relationship status from all his friends except Andrew. Did that blabbermouth puke it or someone eavesdropped when they were chit-chatting in the school?

Without going to his house, Jasper went to meet Andrew. Only his best friend can comfort him now. When Jasper stepped into Andrew's bedroom, he noticed Andrew has just returned, judging by the school uniform he is still wearing. ''Did you arrive just now? Where did you go after school.''

Andrew startled and swiftly turned around, listening to the owner of the voice. ''You scared me, Jaspee.''

''I forgot that you are a scared goat,'' Jasper sighed, sitting on the bed. ''You didnot answer my question,'' Jasper said, gazing at Andrew's uniform.

Andrew thought his friend doesn't seem to stop questioning his whereabouts. Anyway, he has lots of stories in hand. ''I am taking private tutoring lessons for Mathematics. So, I directly go to the tutor's home after school.''

''You didnot tell me?'' Jasper exclaimed, looking at Andrew keenly. So, everybody is busy with their careers except him. 

''You know, I hate that wicked woman's classes. So, Mom forced me.'' Andrew smoothly lied. To change the course of the topic, Andrew asked. ''How did your date go with Rachel?'' Andrew internally grinned when his friend's face morphed into a darker shade.

''I feel like I am a cursed soul, Andy,'' Jasper explained the events that happened in the cafe, including Rachel's breakup.

''Who dares to humiliate my best friend.'' Andrew's voice raised to a pitcher, but internally, he was grinning like an idiot. ''Don't worry, Jaspee. I will find the person behind this and bring him to your knees.'' Andrew declared. Bring him to his knees! He will make sure to bury all the evidence. First thing first, he has to take out the receiver from Jasper's bag before his friend finds out.

At first, Jasper nodded his head, but all at once, he snapped at Andrew. ''How do you know the person is 'he' or 'she'?''

Andrew accursed himself for slipping his tongue. Promptly, he looked at his friend, feigning innocence, and spoke up. ''Think logically, Jaspee. All the girls you dated are gorgeous, and boys from our school go dandy over them. So, it must be a boy plotting against you.'' Andrew concluded.

Andrew's logic made sense to Jasper. He nodded his head, acknowledging his friend's reasoning. Whoever it is, he will bring the boy to ruins for humiliating him with every chance he gets. Brushing the thought aside, Jasper spent his time with Andrew for a while and left. He wanted to go to Devin's house, but Harley's cold shoulder bothered him. For the past month, his life has turned miserable. On one side, he lost girlfriends, and on the other side, Harley is not talking with him, which annoyed him. With a heavy heart, Jasper made his way to the house. He thought he could forget it, but the humiliation haunted him for the entire night without letting him catch a wink of sleep.

...

The following day, Jasper met Rachel before the classes and warned her not to disclose the incident that happened in the cafe.

'I don't want to bring my dignity to the roads by talking about the incident with my friends.' Rachel said before she left.

Her words tore through his c.h.e.s.t. Never Jasper felt a humiliation as such. He stormed into the class without a comment. His friends tried to talk with him, but he has no mood to reply to them.

''What's wrong, Jasper? Are you not well?'' Devin asked and looked for Andrew, but he was not in the class. He is the only one who will be knowing everything about Jasper.

''Yes, I observed it. Your behavior is strange since morning,'' Wilbur commented.

''Yo, bro.'' Austin joined, sitting next to Jasper. ''Are you worried about your break up with Mia?''

''No,'' Jasper sighed deeply. ''Just that, I am not in a mood to attend classes. I am not well. I want to go home.''

''I will drop you. Let's go.'' Wilbur offered. He can skip the evil doer's mathematics class with this excuse.

Jasper hummed in response, and not before he stepped out of the class, Andrew arrived holding a stack of books. ''Where are you going!'' Andrew asked; his sole concentration was on the bag alone. To retrieve it before Jasper finds it.

''Home,'' Wilbur said.

''Why?''

''I am not in a mood to attend the classes, Andy,'' Jasper said.

''I will accompany you.'' Andrew offered. If he can go along with Jasper, he can take out the remote control without planting a doubt on him.

''Don't think I do not see your tricks. You are seeking a chance to escape from Mathematics class, right?'' Wilbur yelled at his friend. He will not let this chance slip out of his hands.

''No_''

''Go inside the class,'' Wilbur screamed and led Jasper out of the class.

Andrew kicked the table as his tension grew up to his pits. On one side, he doesn't want to fear because there is a slight chance that his friend finds the remote transmitter inside his bag. His mind was in a mess, just like Jasper. But when the evil Mathematics teacher entered, all his focus shifted to her. She will not refrain from whipping Andrew in front of the whole class if he doesn't concentrate on her lectures.

Right after the classes ended, Andrew rushed to Harley's classroom and waited for her. The moment she was out, he dragged her to the lawn. ''What happened? Did you take that out from Jasper's bag?''

''No,'' Andrew explained about Jasper's departure before he voiced his proposal. ''We will go to Jasper's house right now. You distract him, and I will take the remote transmitter from his bag.''

''We are not in talking terms_''

''If he stumbles upon it, he would kill me. Do you want him to know the truth?''

''No, no.'' Harley shook her head. ''Let's go then.'' Both traveled to Jasper's home, but the boy in question was not in the house.

''You must have come directly from the school?'' Mabel said, noticing their uniforms. ''I have made your favorite cookies and asked him to deliver them to you.''

Andrew and Harley thanked the gods for letting a beautiful opportunity. Giving an excuse to borrow the book, Andrew entered Jasper's bedroom. To his relief, the device was still in the bed. Like a cat, he slipped it into his pocket and stormed out.

''Harley,'' Mabel called up, to which Harley turned her heels and smiled at her. ''Yes, aunty?''

''You haven't met my daughter, Reese, right? She is coming today for vacational holidays.'' Mabel said. ''Stay for a while. I will introduce you to her.''

Andrew's eyes sparkled at the mention of Reese, but Harley threatened him to control his curiosity. Addressing Mabel, Harley said. ''I have urgent work, Aunty, but I will come later.'' 

''Don't forget.''

Harley sweetly smiled at Mabel and then dragged Andrew along with her.

Like robots, both were hurrying from school to Jasper's home and now running to Andrew's home. As they cut in at the junction, where Andrew's house was three steps away, fear swallowed them as they noticed Jasper arriving in the opposite direction.

To their dread, they noticed something in his hands. The fart machine! Andrew and Harley swallowed hard. Jasper's bloodshot eyes ignited the fear. How did he find it?

''Jasper_''

Andrew's word froze in his throat when a punch landed on his face.