DARK #3

Chapter 1 - introduced

James

She has been here in two weeks. And at that little time she have changed my whole world. She have changed me by doing nothing. Just be here and being her. She has never talked or even looked at my direction - if you don't count the mean comments about me - and still I'm all over her. I thought, at age 34, I knew what love and attraction was. But like all figures, I think I know something 100 %, until I meet her. And then is when everything changes. Darcy did. Romeo did. Everyone in the literary experence it. I just thought that was it, literary. I didn't belive in destiny or God's will, or the true one. Well, I still don't. But I do belive that I would do anything for her.

Always and Forever.

She is mine. She just don't know it yet. I will be her Darcy, dark and mysterious. I will be her Romeo, worshipping her so much that I will rather kill myself than even thinking of a life without her.

Two weeks earlier

"So we have the new students here in five minutes." Principal Lewis says, giving us all the evil eye, until he soften and says, "Be nice, please. We don't want them to run screaming away from here." He jokes and takes off to talk to them in the assembly hall. 

"Be nice." Kent mumbles. "You know how sensitive they are at that age." "And I'm the one who is suppose to behave?"

"I'm not the one who's frowning each second." "I don't!" Not every second. Almost everyone of them, but not all of them. Never at home. "Yes you do. Like now." He sighs and smiles. "Try not to look at them. Then you can't scare them off." "Really funny. At least I've had any romance." I say, pointing out Kent's lack of relationships.

"That has nothing to do with now. And second, that you had with that women isn't love. Just sex."

"Making love? And it has something to do with now. I have more experience of being charming."

"So you are gentle?"

"If they ask me."

"But they don't. And if women thinks frowning being hot, that is their problem."

"Not my problem."

"Archer. Salazar. Behave." Jaxxon warns. "We will go in just a minute, you better not frowning." He points at me. "The first the new students doesn't need to see is that one of the teacher's frowning." "Mind your own business." I mutter, which makes me frowning deeper. "I mean it! Stop it, Salazar. And Archer..." I smile when Jaxxon turns to Kent. "Please behave with your smiles." "I'm not allowed to smile?" "We have bigger issues than crying students because they falled in loved with you." "So I should frown and he smile?" He points at me. "What? No! Just act normal. And I mean other peoples normal, not yours. You are too much for these students to handle."

"I bet it's the tattooes that get womens in your bed." Kent whispers when Jaxxon have turn his back to us. "It's not." I mutter. "You're frowning. What happened with smiling?" "Not my fault if they are sensative." "Shit man, they are our students." Right. Students. "But 18." "Disgusting! And I thought you couldn't sink lower."

"....I welcome the teachers up on the stage." We goes in order of our groups, even though we are all in the same topic. "Behaviour!" I, Jaxxon, Kent, Amanda, Lena and Johanna goes up. "And Society!" Socbeh and Socsoc we call us, meaning Society behaviour and Society society; with Socsoc, is more about the media and society in whole, when behaviour is more about inviduals. Principal gaves the microphone to Jaxxon, which is first in our lead. "Hi, my name is Jaxxon Baker and I work in Society Behaviour and specializes in history." He passes the microphone to Kent, which of course charm too much and I can clearly see some of the students fall for him. He passes is to me. "Don't frown." He mumbles before I speak. "My name is Mr Salazar and I master math and philosophy." I give it to the next person. Damn. I look like satan now. Only because Kent made him sound like an angel. It's never a good choice to be after him. Whatever you say, you sound awful. "Not mentioning your first name and that you master  your subjects, perfect." I sigh, irritated at both of us. "They don't need my first name and I do master  them."

"I know. But it makes you sound like an asshole." He frowns. "But I wouldn't show my true self like that." I slap his arm. "Just saying, that if it's your mission to make them hate you, you are winning." "I don't try." "That's worse." He chuckle. "Not even trying and still winning."

"Shut up." After everyone has introduced themselves we walk down, taking the seats in the front row.

1 hour later

As Jaxxon and I walk the corridoor on our way to the cafeteria, we meet a few new students. It's all the same question. Does we know where classroom D...J...F.... Can't they look for themselves? Are teenagers that lazy?

"Calm down. Your frowns will become permanent if you frown that deep."

"Excuse me?" A short blonde girl asks. And here we go again. "Do you know where room D2-"

"No, I don't." I roll my eyes, wishing I were anywhere but here.

"Can you please shut up?" Excuse me? "I trying to talk with him and it's really hard when you interrupts me." She looks at Jaxxon. "Do you know where I can find D286?" He chuckles, amused by this situation. "Yes, sweety. First left and then two rights." "Thank you." She glances up at me, sighs and turns her whole body towards me. "Never interrupts me again."

"And you would stop me how?" She smirks, as she knows something I don't. I don't like it. Women only look satisfied at me if I make them cume, so I don't really gets this.

"Interrupt me again and it will be the only thing you will be thinking of." Then she turns and walks toward the way Jaxxon pointed at. "What the fuck was that?" I bark to Jaxxon. "You just got rejected." Apparently it's rare, because Jaxxon isn't this easily to amuse. "And?" "And you never get rejected." He claps my shoulder. "Please interrupt her again in front of me. I would love to see what she plans to do to you."

Meredith

"So how did it go?" Evelyn asks, still scrolling on her phone. "Shit. You?" "Better." "Only because she got a few guys number."Addie mutters, her eyes clued to her book. "EVE! Who? Were they cute?" Evelyn blushes and nods, showing pictures of them. "They are adorable. But who are you choosing?" "We will see who is the best." "Really a challange between a couple of boys to win you?" Addie rolls her eyes, showing us how wrong she thinks it's. "Except from you, I actually want to live my life. Not spending it with duty and responsability."

"So why was it so bad for you?" Evelyn asks, still smiling at the photos on her phone. I explain the whole situation with Mr. Asshole. "I have heard he is always like that." "From who? You know someone here?" "Yeah. The boys." "Eve, that doesn't count." I groan. "So he is horrible?" "In and out." I groan again, louder this time. "At least we don't have him." "You sure?" If we do, I will skip his classes. "Yep. We don't have philosophy and we've Lena in math." Thank god. I really don't want to skip classes the first week of school.

"What do we have now?" I ask, trying to find my schelude. "English and then lunch." I close my locker and lock it. "How is it going? The locker isn't that big." I joke, as I wait for Evelyn to close her locker so we can go and have english, as two teachers goes toward our way. Perfect. Of all teachers in this building, it's Jaxxon and Mr. Asshole. "Oh, it's him." "Who?" Addie looks up from her locker, two feets away. I nod my head toward the teachers. "That's him? He looks good." I give Addie the evil eye, saying, 'what-the-fuck?' "He is though." Evelyn adds. "Have you looked at him?" "Yes." I wait a few seconds before I contiun. "As he was his usually asshole him." He is not hot! What is wrong with my friends? Are they blind? Maybe I should send them in to someone to look at they eyes. "He is not hot." I slam Evelyn's locker shut, making everyone - including the teachers - to look our way. Sure, the tattooes is hot. But not him. "It doesn't matter how he looks, because he is rotten inside." I mutter, taking a better grip of my things and walking past Evelyn, which follows me with Addie behind us. I'm just about to walk past them, when a hand grabs my wrist and slams my back into the lockers. The hand let's go off my wrist and his places his arm next to my head, looking down at me. "And how exactly do you know I'm rotten?"