The Demon's Pet

Chapter 3: Blood and chocolate

      What another perfectly boring day of the same old prefectly boring school. What a pain!

      "GABRIEL! How many times have I told you if you want to daydream do it on your own time not mine!" Mr. Johnson yells at me.

      Looking boredly over at my 2nd period health teacher I said, "I'm sorry sir, maybe I'd be able to stay awake if you were interesting in the least. But then again, its you, so of course you have to be boring as paint drying on a cracked up wall inside a hospital from hell."

      "Why you little b-" started my teacher before being cut off by a knock on the door.

      Regaining his composure, Mr. Johnson went over and opened the door slightly poking his head out to talk to the person on the other side quietly. "Yes?" Mr. Johnson asked.

      To be honest I'm surprised his fat head could fit through the door. He was short and chubby with a babyish face that was balding. He was the only gym teacher I'd ever had who couldn't do half the shit he ordered us to do. What a fat little elephant he was.

      "Oh? How come I was not informed of this?" Mr. Johnson asked the other person angrily. It was always so funny when he got angry because his face would get pink and he looked like he was going to have a stroke or something. What an annoying pathetic fool!

      "Fine whatever! Just don't make any trouble for me!" Mr. Johnson pratically yelled as he opened the door wider and moved back towards his desk at the far left side of the classroom to allow the other person passage.

      A guy who looked about a year older than me walked in. He had pale unflawed beautiful skin, pitch black short hair with short bangs hiding parts of his perfect forehead, and piercing crimson eyes to boot. He was wearing a short plain black t-shirt, with matching black pants, and black shoes.

       He was beautiful.... but why did I think he was beautiful? I wasn't gay, there was NO way that I was gay... but then why couldn't I stop myself from staring at him? DAMN IT! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! HE'S A FRICKIN' GUY!

      "Hi." the guy said his voice like velvet. "I'm Lucian, nice to meet you." he said staring straight at me, his eyes teasing me.

      "Whatever," I mummered leaning on my left hand to look out the window at the buildings and cars that were for the most part empty. And this is how I spent the rest of health class, occasionally looking over at Lucian, who I discovered was looking at me ,so quickly I looked away.

      As soon as the bell rang I grabbed my health book and two notebooks and got out of there fast as humanly possible. Then I made my way to English class before suffering through Spanish. (Which I don't really get, I mean why do we have to take Spanish class and fail when Mexicans transfer here, take Spanish class, and kick our ass on all the tests. Can't we just take English or some shit like that? I mean why don't they have an American class for people like me who don't give a damn about a different language?)

      But anyway, after taking and failing a test in Spanish, I went to History before making my way to lunch. As soon as I got into the line to order a piece of pizza and an oreo milkshake, I bumped into Lucian... literally.

      "Ouch sorry dude." I told him after falling flat on my ass for not paying attention to where I was going.

      Offering me his hand he said, "No problem, Gabriel."

      Taking his hand I asked, "Tha- wait how'd you know my name?"

      "Simply put some giggling girl told me all about you. Her name was Cindy I think? She told me just about everything about you... even somethings I could of lived without knowing. For example after school you go to the elementary school to pick up your younger brother, William, after which you two go and get ice cream, then making your way to your house where you eat dinner at approximately 6 o'clock sharp."

      "That's...not...scary..." I told him highly freaked out.

      Moving a piece of hair out of my face lightly Lucian lightly whispered, "You're kinda cute."

      I backed up quickly deciding that skipping lunch and going to the library would be a better way to spend this time. "I'm gonna go now."

     "Ok see ya later," Lucian said coldly laughing.

      For the rest of the day I avoided making eye contact with anyone and everyone trying to get through this day soon as possible. This was the first time in my life I'd ever been so freaked out... by a guy to make it worse... a guy I thought was cute. What the hell was wrong with me!?

      As soon as the last bell rang I made a run for the door dumping everything off at my locker. What a seriously screwed up day! And I made my way to William's school with these thoughts in mind. God, who the hell was that guy? No forget it! He was strange and just plan weird. And those eyes of his!

      "You sure left quickly. Are you afraid of me?" Lucian's voice asked creeping into my thought process.

      Jumping a good ten feet away I replied, "What? What do you want? How long have you been there?"

      Steeping closer to me Lucian reached his hand out to stroke my cheek. "Calm down little child," he whispered seductively. His hand felt warm but dangerous somehow...

       He smelled oddly of fresh blood and chocolate...