Hell's Personal Assassin: Book 1

Chapter 2

"What do you mean?" Alivia asked with furrowed eyebrows as we walked down the hallway to our next class.

"I mean," I said as I stopped walking, standing right in front of her so she wouldn't leave. "He knew things about me that I didn't tell him, or even hint," I hissed out quietly, looking around the hallway to make sure the guys weren't there.

"Are you serious?" she asked in disbelief and shock, making me look at her with a blank expression.

"Why would I joke about something like this?" I asked her in a monotoned voice, not caring if someone heard that.

"Okay... Okay I believe you," she said slowly after a minute, making me sigh in relief. She was the closest friend I had out of all my friends, so if she didn't believe me I don't know who would.

Actually, I'm pretty sure that she is the only person that would believe me.

"I don't even know how he could've done it," I said as I moved out of her path and we started walking again. "I mean I've never met him before this, he didn't ask any of my friends- if he did that's pretty creepy-, he sounded really sure of himself when he said the stuff, and he asked if I got scared easily right before we went up. Like, seriously, who asks that and doesn't have something up their sleeves?"

"Michelle I don't know about this... I think you need to stay away from him and his friends," Alivia murmured to me as we walked, almost to the classroom.

"No," I said automatically, my mouth moving without my brains orders. My eyes widened after I said that, noticing that my voice even sounded a little too low.

"... Are you okay? I'm serious," she asked with concern as she put a hand to my forehead, checking my temperature. "You haven't been acting like yourself today."

"I went to sleep late," I easily replied, noticing from the corner of my eyes that she was staring at me with narrowed eyes. "What?" I asked trying to sound offended by her distrust.

"Stop with the bullshit," she started this time stepping in front of me, her blonde hair nearly slapping my face. "You kept me up till four in the morning once on a school night and came to school the next day looking fine. You're lying to me."

"No! I just..." I trailed off, not really knowing the reason why I was acting like this either. "I just... I don't know. I woke up and just felt... weird."

"Maybe it has something to do with the guys," she whispered, making me stop walking. Could they actually be the reason I'm different today? "Think about it. The guys have been around you all day, and all day you've been acting weird. Then you I see you jump slightly when that one guy grabbed your arm at lunch like he shocked you or something. And to add to the cake, you also just said some guy is basically going mega-stalker on you. It's the guys."

"But how can they do anything? They're just guys," I stated as I looked at the clock in the hallway.

Two minutes till class started.

"I don't know the details yet, your highness," she said sarcastically, making me smile at the fact that I was finally rubbing off on her "but I have a gut feeling that something isn't right about th-"

As I was listening to her talk I made the mistake of not being aware of my surroundings and didn't notice that Ivory was walking in my direction.

Big mistake.

In the middle of Alivia's sentence Ivory sauntered over and tripped me- a.k.a. kicking both of my ankles with her rock hard Valentino's heels. I hissed in pain, holding in a cry, as I fell to the floor- feeling like my ankles just got ripped off.