The games (Jeff the killer love story)

Chapter two

"What do you think of me Ms. Davenport?" She says to me as she tilts her head causing me to look up at her.

"Well my parents taught me to be honest but they also taught me to not be rude to adults, so I think I'll pass on answering that." I say as I look back down to my desk and go back to scribbling. I hear her let out a big, dramatic, gasp while most of the students in the classroom laugh at my comment.

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Glancing upwards I see her look up at all the students with an angry expression on her face, causing all the students to stay quiet. All but one. I could here him chuckle even though everyone was silent, making me slowly look back to see who it was. It was a guy around my age that had a honey colored brown hair and green eyes. He was wearing some normal jeans and an orange hoodie that you could see from a mile away. Who was he? And why haven't I noticed him before? I thought as the teacher walked over to him.

"You thought it was funny, huh?" She asked in a pissed off tone and he just looked at her with a sly smirk on his lips.

"Maybe." He replied making her stay quiet for a few seconds.

"You're the new transfer student aren't you? Hmm I'm going to tell you something funny." She says as she turns around to look at me with a devious look almost making me flinch.

"You and Ms. Davenport have detention." She says making my eyes widen and speak up.

"You can't do that! I have something important after school!" Shaking her head and clicking her tongue as she walks over to me.

"Well Ms. Davenport there's nothing I can do. Wait I'm the teacher I can do something, I just don't want to." A twisted laugh comes out of her making me stand up and slam my hands on my desk.

"Listen here, I didn't do anything wrong I just tried to be polite. If you're going to keep me here later then 3 I will take you to the principal and see who here is speaking with reason. So don't let all the 'power' get in your head." I firmly say as I look at her with no hint of joking in my eyes and she gulps when I bring in the principal. She then bites her bottom lip, pissed at what I just said as she quietly walks to her desk.

"No need to bring the principal in this, you all have a free period after this right?" She asks the class but everyone is quiet, shocked and trying to take in what just happen. Suddenly the transfer student speaks up, answering her question.

"Indeed, we do." He says calmly and she nods her head.

"Well then you both shall stay here and clean this room. I want it spotless." She says to us in a normal tone. I let out a small sigh of relief as I sit back down on my seat.

After a while of her ACTUALLY teaching us something the class is dismissed. That is everyone except for me and the transfer student.

"Remember I want it spotless." The teacher says as she drags on the s in the end of her sentence like a snake as she walks out of the classroom. Now I was alone. Alone with someone I don't know. Walking over to get desk I start organizing some of her paperwork and school material she has like pencils, pens, erasers, markers, rulers, etc...

"What should I do?" I hear the transfer say, causing me to look up at him. Now I could see him clearly. He was right in front of me and oh my god. He was the true meaning of perfection. His face was well portioned, no pimples or acne, light green eyes and his hair was so natural looking. He was perfect.

"Umm." I hear him say snapping me out of my thoughts.

"There's supposed to be a broom on that closet over there." I say as I point over to the back of the classroom and he nods, walking over to the direction I pointed before as I go back to what I was doing.