Sadistic

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"Finally Mr. Clark joins us." Bekah's eyes jerked forward towards the front of the classroom where the dark haired, dark eyed boy stood lonesome holding onto the straps of his backpack tightly turning his knuckles pale. His eyes scanned the students and passed over Bekah before momentarily jumping back to her.

He shifted his weight to his right foot and looked down at his beat converse shoes before looking out the window. Bekah noticed how the sunlight peaked into the windows and lit up his eyes, the dark brown eyes she had known were now lightened by the sunlight and were a hazel color.

"Take a seat next to Miss Huntsman." Bekah came from her train of thoughts quickly as she heard her last name.

Devon froze for a moment before his feet shifted and he walked towards the connected desks. He dropped his bag by his chair and shoved his elbows onto the desk and proceed to jam his chin in-between his hands that were closed fists.

Bekah didn't look at him, she instead focused on her notes as the teacher spoke. Bekah noticed how Devon's knee continued to shake as if he was counting down the seconds till he could book it out of here.

Devon glanced over at the girl next to him, she had sucked in her bottom lip as her right hand moved with skill across the paper using the pen to leave ink sprawled on the lines. Her scent was sweet like candy but had a slight floral scent trailing behind that candy smell. Devon took in a breath before looking at the front of the class where the teacher was rambling on to something useless.

Bekah slightly jumped as the bell rang loudly and she saw Devon smirk out of the corner of her eye "Something funny?" She looked at him and he dropped his smirk as he looked over at her "No, nothing." Devon shook his head as pressed his lips together and shrugged his shoulders.

Bekah gathered her things and left the classroom, leaving Devon to sit there. He was the last one to leave the class, he tucked his head and walked through the hallways alone. Everyone here at a best friend, a friend who was more than fake to their face and a shit talker behind their back- Devon didn't want that he was only here for a short while anyways.

"Hey new kid!" Devon rolled his eyes as he let out a quiet groan.

"Alright jackass I know ya heard me, funny trick though. There's a party going on, here." The guy had jogged up to Devon's side and shoved a piece of paper in his hoodie pocket.

"What the-" Devon couldn't finish his question as the fellow student turned around and jogged off back to his friends.

A party? A stupid high school party? Devon wasn't going, and that was final.

The rest of the day he kept his head down and walked through the high school as if he's been here his whole life.

"Whoa sorry." Robert looked up and saw Devon standing there with a straight face looking back at Robert.

"It's all good." Devon went to walk past him and Robert stopped him.

"What was that with my sister?" Devon shrugged and raised an eyebrow "What do you mean?"

"Don't play stupid, I saw you at the game with her. Look I don't care much about what Bekah does but you, there's something about you Devon."

"What? Saw me get in a couple fights and now you're afraid I am just gonna hurt everyone." Devon questioned.

"No, more like I think you got secrets. I don't care if you talk to Bekah but if you don't lie to her, don't try to just be this shady asshole. She doesn't need that Devon." Devon stopped his facial features softened as he realized Bekah's brother was merely trying to make sure that Devon wasn't being an asshole.

"You two are close." Devon observed out loud.

"Of course we are. We grew up together, we live together. It's me and her." Robert replied back as if "duh" but nicer.

"Well don't worry about it. I was just seeing if your sister was okay, I don't want anything with anyone here. I won't be around for long anyways." Devon shifted the weight of his backpack on his shoulder and walked off.

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