Pov: Angela
I walked into my first class only to see him sitting in my chair. Normally I wouldn't mind, Unless it was him. I felt his eyes following my every move as I approached him. Think of a way to get him to move.
He gave me a seductive- intrigued smirk as if he wanted me to see my reaction. "Good morning my Angel" he said. Feeling me with Rath making me wanna throw him out of my chair. Instead I said "Can you move. Now. I sit here." He looked around making it seems like he was oblivious. "Oh this is yours. Well I'll think about moving. For my convenience of course." Even though I hated this guy since the begin of the semester. I'd be absolutely blind if I didn't notice his wavy brownish blackish hair. With dark brown eyes. Eyes filled with devious thoughts and hunger. Having a perfectly molded body, fit, and good skin tone. To my suprise he got up. Gave me a devilish look. Looked at me then my seat then me again. I was sitting down, he gently went up my waist with his big hands. Stayed a second just to see my reaction. I was so flustered and caught off guard but I couldn't feel angry. Luckily for me the teacher ran into the room and told everyone to sit down. Dean smiled and walked to a seat adjacent to mine.
