T.Y.W.A.H

ch.2 the new boy

The eyes kept boring into the side of my head. Why didn't this guy get a hint. So I thought reverse physcology  and turned and stared at him back.  He had a nice build toned not buff and not too skinny. He didn't have the appearance of a bad boy but rather a really peppy nerdy guy, someone my sister would have probably dated. He was wearing a polo shirt with jeans and had stunning emerald green eyes. They almost looked jewel-like. The thing about his eyes is that they had a certain darkness to them something I couldn't quite put my finger on. But, he didn't scare me rather he was annoying the hell out of me at the moment. As Mr. Thompson had finished speaking and was passing out the assignment the guy said to me,"My names David Smith." His hand extended towards me as for me to shake it. "Like I care ," I said. He didn't look surprised by my rudeness though or offended in fact he seem to kind of enjoy it. "Oh you will trust me," he said. His tone had suddenly turned from friendly to ominous, but again I didn't really give much of a fuck so I just turned back and started working on the overly simple assignment. As a senior the only thing on my mind was to get the hell out of this hell hole and maybe start a real life away from everything that screwed me up. See the thing is I'm smart I know what the teachers are talking  about I know how to do everything they ask me for but I just don't do it but that needs to change a little if I even want a chance to graduate. So if that meant doing these stupid assignments so be it. My thoughts were interuppted by the ring of the bell which meant
2nd period which was a class I actually enjoyed. It was called Criminal Justice; we mainly discussed famous murders and the murders life all the way to their death so it was almost always the highlight of my day. As I walked through the halls that smelled like erasers and poor hygiene I saw my one night stand from the weekend ,Ethan was it or Eddie he it didn't matter. He was good but  I've had better if you know what I mean. Walking up the stairs to the third floor I ran into Mr. Turner , the hot single English teacher, at the age of 25 he was my dream one night stand but I just have to wait until I graduate. He looked at me with such mystery in his eyes. I wonder if he was wishing to do things to me that I had wished to do to him. I was lucky enough to have him freshmen year as my teacher. And he always seemed to know how to comfort me. But as I passed by him and went into the hallway I bumped into David Smith himself. As he walked in the direction of the Criminal Justice classroom I thought oh please don't be in my class please. But he walked inside. Oh yay this was going to be fun.