~𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑆𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑟~

1 - The Hot New Kid

Chapter Word Count: 996

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I rushed through the halls, trying to find room 102. That was where my penultimate (second-to-last, go read a dictionary) lesson was, maths. I hated maths. Mostly because I was sat next to my crazy ex-boyfriend, Oliver. He would always try to hold my hand and stuff it was really annoying. Once, he even tried to kiss me DURING CLASS! I slapped him and got a detention...

Room 98... Room 100... Room 102!

When I walked into my classroom I was greeted by my maths teacher saying, "Took you long enough, Miss L/N. You're almost late. Go take your seat and turn to page 352 in the textbook."

God, what a grumpy cowbag. I sat in my seat at the back, avoiding all eye contact with Oliver. I stopped paying attention to the mathematic symbols on my page and dozed off, flooded with thoughts of hot vampire men and the loneliness of being single.

Suddenly, a pale figure appeared at the door, a very handsome one at that. "Hello there. Sorry I'm late, I got a bit lost on my way here. May I take a seat?" his sexy British accent flooded my ears as I was brought back to reality.

"Yes, you may. Don't be late to my class again, I'm only letting you off because you're new. Go take a seat next to that girl there." the teacher told him as she pointed at the empty chair next to me. The hot new guy was going to sit next to me!

He walked over to my table and, as he neared, I realised how tall he was. At least 6 feet. He had smooth, dark hair and seductive blood-red eyes. Wait, RED EYES!? Oh well, he's hot so I'll ignore it. His skin was almost white and I could see his six-pack through his red shirt that beautifully matched his eyes.

He sat down and formally stuck out his hand under the table. "Sebastian," he introduced himself as I took his hand and shook it. I gasped at how cold his hand was as I struggled not to instinctively pull away. He slightly chuckled and asked, "And you are?"

"Oh yeah- I'm, er- Y/N" I awkwardly replied. I quickly let go as I realized I was still grasping his freezing hand and he flashed me an amused smirk before turning back to our teacher. God, he was so hot.

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A couple minutes passed and I was, once again, dozing off and fantasizing about hot vampire men. My whorish thoughts suddenly got interrupted as I felt a whorish hand on my inner thigh DANGEROUSLY CLOSE TO MY PUSSY. Oliver.

I was extremely uncomfortable but I didn't want another detention so I quietly asked him to stop, but he ignored it. His gross hand slowly creeped up under my skirt until he STARTED RUBBING MY CLIT. "Can you stop please?" I asked again to no avail.

Not to fear, however, as my saviour would soon come to protect me.

"Oi, blonde kid," Sebastian's deep voice stopped Oliver's movements instantly, "Leave her alone. She obviously doesn't like what you're doing so stop doing it. I have strength that I doubt you pitiful meat-sack could even fathom, so BACK OFF."

The 'pitiful meat-sack' Oliver was obviously intimidated and quickly reminded himself of self control and kept his hands to himself for the rest of the lesson. Now that I had thought about it, Sebastian seemed like he would be perfect in a vampire story. He was strong, hot, pale and had abnormally sharp teeth.

"Thank you so much for helping me with Oliver just then, who knows what he would've done if you hadn't been there..." The mere thought of it sent shivers down my spine. Not the good kind of shivers either.

The handsome boy was quick to reply, "Of course. I couldn't just sit there and let anything like that happen to a beautiful girl like you, could I?"

I blushed at the compliment and looked away. "S-So what class do you have next?" I stuttered shyly. Did this man have enough power over me to make me stutter!? I've never been so vulnerable before...

"Aw, make you nervous, do I?" he teased.

"NO. Just answer the question!" I hastily retorted.

"Alright, alright. I've got History with Mr G, you?"

"Same! I'll ask Mr G if we can sit next to each other, yeah? Or not if you don't-" I suddenly got very nervous as I felt stupid, basically begging for a chance to talk to this guy I met an hour ago.

"Little desperate to sit by me, eh? Go ahead." he cut me off before I could start apologizing.

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We walked to room 69 (🤨) and the teacher gave us a side-eye as we walked in together. "Hey, Mr G, um, Sebastian here is new and we were wondering if he could, er, sit next to me?" I asked the kind teacher. Honestly, Mr G was the best, I knew he'd say yes.

"Of course, Y/N, but don't let me catch you two talking during today's lesson, we're learning about the industrial revolution," he replied sweetly.

"Thank you, Sir, you're still my favourite teacher!" I gave my thanks and lead Sebastian to his new seat next to mine near the middle of the classroom. We talked a bit until our gracious teacher started the lesson.

The lesson went by like any other lesson, although I noticed Sebastian's eyes kept on flicking towards me. He was probably just checking we were both confused on the question we were on.

Halfway through the lesson, Sebastian wrote something on a peice of paper and slid it towards me. I took a look at the white sheet and it had his phone number with a little message: Call me.

I looked over at him and he flashed me a wink before bringing his attention back to factories and child labour.