8. Immortal Ben

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A/N: I've added and changed some things on chapter 6. So for those who read the i-don't-understand-chapter-6, might get confused if you read this chapter.


Students around me are walking faster than their normal stroll into the building like One Direction is in there. I can hear their annoying squeals up from the third floor and I'm here at the parking lot. I'm having a good morning because my dad came home last night and we're going out later for dinner. Now, I suddenly have the urge to buy duck tapes and superglue so I can stamp it to their lips. Seriously, I can't find peace anywhere in the campus. Not that I'm lingering around.

As I walk my way to the stairs, I thought there's a stampede going on as I feel the earth shaking from their heavy feet. Is there some kind of game show going on here? Because I'm totally digging for Wipe Out so they'll all be decimated.

Last night, the mysterious entry was and still in my head while I drove home. I'm more curious about Joker Smith than Ben Fitzgerald. Killing is a serious thing my friend. It's worse than the tuna head threatening me because we're talking about people here. What did Ben see? Why would Joker kill him? What did he do? There's something going on and I'm not sure how are we going to find them unless there are more clues.

I stop on my track as I see the students huddling in front of my room. Okay... What is really going on here? They didn't tell me there's an event happening in our room. I mean it's not about Tyler is it? We've moved on from him even though it just happened two nights ago. I notice most of them are girls and they all have dreamy looks on their faces so I don't think this is about him because no offense, who on earth gets a dreamy look from looking at Tyler?

"Oh my gosh, he's so hot!" I hear a girl shriek as I walk closer to them. It's the most annoying shriek I've ever heard that will make your ears bleed to death.

I press myself trying to get into my room and I feel someone elbows me in the face. Jesus, they're aggressive. What the hell is wrong with these girls?

The bell rings. They can't enter my room unless it's their scheduled room. That's why they can only guard the door like hound dogs outside. When I open the door, they all go inhumanely wild. I pray that my ears won't fall off my head as I quickly shut the door with my heart pounding.

I'm finally in my room suffering from a temporary ear malfunction and a painful jab on my cheek when my gaze lands on the man standing in front. I swear I can't move as I meet his striking green eyes. The guy is freaking impossibly gorgeous! If that even makes sense. Now I understand why the girls are going gaga crazy, because this is a moment to be gaga crazy but of course, I'm not like that. But in my head, he's getting all the compliments.

He's really tall. His reddish brown hair is professionally swept back and he has a beard! It's not the ordinary kind of beard but the beard some guys grows making them more masculine. I also notice the small diamond earring on his left ear. His complexion God, I don't even know why I notice it, but it's fairly tan. He's all muscled up just fine.

I'm not even done yet. He's wearing a gray vest over a long sleeves polo folded back up to his arms, black jeans, and a striped neck-tie to complete the look. He's got that don't-mess-with-me vibe to him. This man is a view to look at like he's ready whenever to pose in a magazine.

And I think that's the most descriptive sentences I've ever said. That's saying something.

He clears his throat and I blink several times, embarrassed that I'm caught slightly checking him out but I bet he's used to it. I avert my eyes from him to my classmates who don't have the same expression like me. Kisses has the same dreamy look like the girls. Did I have that look? Like a girl who's been kissed by a handsome celebrity or something.

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