I killed them, so what?

Chapter Seven

"You are so mysterious you know that?"

"Yes, I do,"

"But like really, tell me one thing about you I don't know already,"

"I don't like you?"

"Come on Gorgeous, you know that ain't true,"

"Axel, I swear to god if you don't leave me alone I will stand your eye out with this pen!" I hissed at him. He has been pestering me throughout Math's and if that wasn't bad enough, it was the longest period of the day. So basically I have to sit here with him for another hour and it's only been 20 minutes.

"Fine," He lifted his hands in surrender and leaned back in his seat. I sighed in relief and turned my attention to the teacher who looked like he was about to collapse and die from old age. He was really tall, lean and old. When I say old I don't mean the nice caring grandfather old I mean the type that really should be dead already.

"Miss Winters, there's a call for you in the office," I stood up from my seat and walked to the reception desk.

"You called for me?" I asked bored out of my mind.

"Yes, these men said that your father wanted you home, it is an emergency apparently," I stiffened but gave a bright smile and thanked her. I walked into the waiting room right next to the reception desk.

"Ah, Miss Winters, your father is expecting you, come on," a man in a nice clean suit says as he stands up from his chair. Other men in black suits and dark sunglasses stand up behind him.

"What is your name?" I asked politely.

"Lionel," he says with a grin. Everything about him screamed wrong, from his slick hair to his shiny shoes.

"You said my father wanted me, what is his name?" I inquired again.

"Miss, your father did say it was an emergency, I advise that we make haste."

"Did you know my father died last year?" I questioned further raising an eyebrow.

His eye's expanded in shock but he regained his composure quickly.

"Then I guess we don't need these disguises anymore," he chuckled unamused. He clicked his fingers and all the men behind me launched forwards. I ran out of the office and down the hall way. The squeaking sounds of their polished shoes growing louder by the second. I turned a corner near the drinking fountain and smashed into someone. Their arms wrapped around me preventing my fall. I looked up into gorgeous green eyes and smiled.

"You're gonna want to let go," I said with a smile, surprisingly calm considering I had some gang trying to kidnap me like the ones from last week and the week before that. I've had attempted kidnaps throughout my life and so they just don't frighten me anymore they more like an annoying weekly routine.

"Why is that?" He asks with a smirk. Their yelling grew louder and so did their squeaking. Axel lifted his head and looks around the corner, his hold on my never weakening. "Why do you have men running after you? Did you do something wrong?" I laugh.

"Something wrong, boy you have no idea who I am do you?" I said chuckling. I twist my way out of his tight grip and step back. I grabbed his hockey stick and hold it out. The men running after me trip one by one on the hockey stick into a pile beside us. Axel looked at me in awe then angry.

"That's my hockey stick," he growls pointing to the stick that had just snapped in half from tripping five grown men.

"Woops," I gasped with an innocent smile.

"You're gonna pay for a new one right?"

"Well, just think of it like this, you saved a beautiful innocent girl from five bad men, I think your hokey stick and you both deserve a hero's reward,"

"Which is a new stick right? I have a big game this Friday," He said in panic.

"Sure," hell no.

Okay so it's been ages since i last wrote a chapter for this story and i'm so sorry. Honestly i feel terrible but i've been busy writing a new story. my imagination is amazing. so enjoy this one, the next chapter's coming soon