The Reality Of High School

Chapter 2

Isabella's p.o.v

By the time I got to my English class I was 2 minutes late, shit. Everyone was inside. I held my books tighter to my chest, today I was wearing a nice cream coloured tribal print sweater to cover my cuts and bruises, skinny jeans and black high top converse. I hope Oliver doesn't make me sit with him today.

I slowly opened the door and walked in, I quietly closed it behind me and everyone's head snapped my way. I saw the teacher staring at me, I looked at him and had to hold back a gasp. No wonder I saw all the girls twirling their hair in a flirtatious way.

The new teacher was very, very handsome. Okay he was really hot. He had black hair that was perfectly tousled and electric blue eyes that were trained on me and watched my every move. he was wearing a white dress shirt, a black vest that was buttoned up, black jeans and dress shoes. He had broad shoulders and was muscular, obviously having a perfect six pack. I saw him swallow hard while he looked me up and down in...lust? Why would he look at me in that way?

He cleared his throat and looked me in the eyes.

"Sorry I'm late sir." I said quietly. He shook his head and smiled.

"It's okay why don't you go take a seat." He said friendlily. He had a really sexy English accent that almost made me melt to the floor. I nodded and looked around, I saw Oliver looking at me smirking which means if I don't sit next to him I'll be in trouble. I swallowed hard and walked to the double desk he was sitting in and sat in the chair next to him.

"Hey baby." He said while kissing my cheek with his hard lips. I put on a fake smile and nodded.

"Hey." I whispered back. Oliver wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I saw the new teacher looking at us, he narrowed his eyes at Oliver. He quickly packed up his papers and stood in front of his desk. Oliver's hold on me was hurting and I was curtain I was going to have bruises.

"Hello class, my name is Mr Herondale. I will be your English teacher for the rest of the year." Mr Herondale explained. While he was talking I took out my note book and continued to write my book. I felt his gaze on me the whole time he was talking. I pulled down my sleeves so no one saw.

"Because we don't know each other we will play a game. I will point to you and you will stand up, you will introduce yourself and tell me your hobbies, your passions, your weird affections. Then I will ask you a question, once you've answered it you get to ask me one." Mr Herondale explained.

Everyone nodded except Oliver who rolled his eyes and sighed.

"I'll start off. My name is William Herondale but everyone calls me Will. I love to read and write." Mr Herondale said. When he said read and write that perked my interest so I stopped writing and watched for a bit.

Everyone nodded understanding what to do. he started with the first row. He pointed to Amelia Sanders, She was nice. She stood up.

"Hi I'm Amelia sanders, I love to play sports and I like older men." she winked at Mr Herondale. But he didn't notice because he was staring straight at me. I looked down and continued writing.

He asked more people the normal stuff; what's you're favourite colour? Any siblings?

Girls asked; how old are you? He answered 21. Do you have a girlfriend? His answered no. Are you married? He Said no. By then I was completely zoned out and focused on my story.

I heard a cough but I ignored it and continued writing. I felt Oliver lean over and whisper in my ear.

"Iz it's you're turn." he said. I looked up to see everyone looking at me. Mr Herondale was glaring at Oliver but once he looked at me his eyes lit up. I blushed and stood up, pulling down my sleeves in the process. Mr Herondale looked amused.

"Um, okay. My Name is Isabella Lahanas and I love to read and write." I said honestly.

"What a beautiful name." He commented, I looked down and blushed scarlet. Mr Herondale had a huge smile on his face. He leant against his desk and crossed one leg over the other. He crossed his arms over his muscular chest and smirked.

"Okay my question." He said, I nodded. "Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked. My eyes widened. Why did he only ask me that question? Why not all the other girls?

"Yes I do." I said after a moment of hesitation and pointed to Oliver. Mr Herondale's smirk dropped but It returned soon after and he nodded.

"And you're question for me?" He asked. I raised an eyebrow and he chuckled.

"Are you writing anything right now?" I asked.

"Yes I am." Mr Herondale said smiling.

"And are you? Currently writing anything I mean?" He asked.

"Yes I am." I said, Mr Herondale grinned looking impressed, I sat back down.

Oliver saw Mr Herondale staring at me so he grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him and smashed his lips to mine. I turned my head to the side and made a face of disgust but he didn't get the hint and started to kiss my neck and collar bone.

"Oliver not right now." I whispered. I looked up to see Mr Herondale looking at us in fury. Oliver didn't stop.

"Mr Black please do that in your own time." He muttered something under his breath. "Oh and Miss Lahanas? Detention for not paying attention in class." He smirked at me, My jaw dropped. Jerk.