Devouring Her Soul

Part 2

After detention, I made my way to health class, and Andrew walked off to Languages.

I was a bit relieved that both he and Nicholas were in the same class, and I could get a break. However, I couldn't let my guard down because I had a class with classic old Zac Frey.

If anything, this boy was a genius. A pure mastermind at heart. I give it to him that he's smart, but that just makes me want to stay away even more, considering he's also one of Andrews's friends.

Health class is one of my most feared classes besides science. But simply because of the way my professor teaches.

He believes in hands-on learning, and so he uses the students to demonstrate his lessons.

All I can do is pray he doesn't pick me.

"Good afternoon, class! Please get out your textbooks. Today, we're learning about the pulse, heart rate, and what BPM is."

*Good God, it can't get any worse than this*

"Also, I'm going to be calling on students that haven't had the chance to participate in our interactive lessons yet to come and help demonstrate. Is that alright?"

*Oh no..*

The class agreed and we started the class. I begged whoever was out there watching me to have mercy for just today.

But I guess they weren't too keen because I ended up being chosen, along with Zac Frey.

"Alright, you two, who would like to go first."

Mr. Princeton was always extremely cheery during his lessons because he found it was fun to let the students interact.

I stepped back, obviously not wanting to go, and Zac looked at me before moving forward.

"I'll go, Mr. P. "

He always spoke so monotonous and melancholy, but he was a very positive and 'happy boy', his attitude just didn't show it.

I think.. there's something else I can sense from him, but I don't know what.

"Ah, good lad you are. Alright! Class, we're going to start with checking the pulse from the neck, them Miss Zhu will help demonstrate how to check the pulse from the wrist."

I fucked up big time. I paused for a second trying to think about how I could get out of this situation.

I couldn't let him roll back my sleeves if it's the last thing I do.

Professor Princeton showed the class how to check for the heart rate on Zac's neck and then had the students pick a partner to check their bpm.

After 10 minutes, everyone had themselves and their partners' heart rates checked and marked them down.

The professor grabbed my hand and pulled me up front because I tried to walk away.

Zac kept looking at me funny, and it was making me uncomfortable.

"Okay, now we're going to check the bpm from the wrist!"

Mr. Princeton went to roll up my sleeve, and I dropped onto the floor, pretending to pass out.

Going to the nurse was better than the hell I'd receive if he found the cuts and bruises that were there.

My sleeve went up a bit as I fell because Mr. Princeton was holding onto it, but since everyone was freaking out, I had hoped that nobody would see it.

Mr. Princeton shouted as he checked my heart rate from my neck and then calmed down when my heartbeat was running steadily.

He saw the bags under my eyes and assumed I had just passed out because I was tired.