Married to a Demon

Chapter 3 : The Speed of Rumors

No trace of Satan the next morning. Only mangas scattered everywhere in the living room. Perfect! Happy about this situation, Lisa prepared herself with a big smile. When she arrived at the school, she realized her mistake.

The three dimwits had spoken.

Everyone turned around and whispered, a clear sign that the rumor had spread like wildfire. Lonely Lisa had a hottie for a boyfriend! During the morning and the ten o'clock break, she heard whispers that she would pay him to pretend to be her boyfriend, as it happened in some shojos. Bunch of pests... If only they knew! She would have done well without this lout! To think that he had not only kissed her, but also groped her...

-You really don't want to tell me what this is all about?

Miriam looked at her with her big blue eyes. She was small and friendly, and was her one and only friend. The bright daughter of a large family, she fought every day for the right to study in peace. She didn't care about the worries of her age. So she could hardly see herself explaining her problem to her. A man's problem. Well, a male problem.

-Are you really dating anyone? asked Miriam, her eyes sparkling. Do you have a picture? Is he handsome?

Red. He was red, mostly.

-We... We can say that.

-I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! she shouted, her eyes rounding. And you didn't tell me about it!? Who is he!? What does he look like!? What does he do for a living!?

This last question made her stare. What did he do for a living, anyway? Wait, in her dream... Lisa almost swallowed the straw of her fruit juice. She had just realized.

He was the King of the Underworld!

Coughing her lungs out, she couldn't understand how she could have missed something like this. Miriam was patting her on the back when the bell rang, signaling the start of class. Immediately, everyone returned to the classroom, including the boy she secretly liked. This made her stop coughing more surely than the vigorous slap her friend administered between her shoulder blades.

Handsome, tall, with tousled brown hair and an air of not giving a damn. Florian was his pet name. He was the best member of the basketball team. All the girls swooned over him, except Lisa who was trying to catch her breath, and Miriam who hated him. The conquest collectors weren't her thing.

As always, Florian passed by her without even looking at her.

In this case, given her flushed complexion, the vein ready to burst on her forehead and the fruit juice spilled on her desk, she preferred it. The three dimwits, on the other hand, did not refrain from making a sharp remark, which she half heard.

-Good! Please sit down! the teacher said as she entered the room with authority.

Her specialty was math. She was a good teacher, and didn't need to shout to command respect. Tall, light brown, she looked at her students from behind her rectangular glasses.

-We have a new student, so please give him a warm welcome. Stan, please come in.

Lisa watched the teenager walk into the room... And would have swallowed her juice straw for good, if Miriam, seated at the desk in front of her, hadn't taken it out of her mouth on the spot.

-Stan Daemon is new in town, so please be nice to him and...

Exclamations rang out from all sides, as the three bitches screamed their heads off... And Stan Daemon charged towards Lisa, his red eyes nailing her to the spot.