Hey there sweety.

Part two.

So here's another chapter that I decided to upload.

Hope you guys enjoyed the last one but oh well, here it is.

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Standing in front of me was a bloody sex god.

His jet black hair was spiked up to give his that badass 'gangsta' look that people think get all the girls drooling but on his it was just damn mama.

His skin color was the same as mine. His brown eyes mesmerized me as I then proceeded to check out his outfit. He was wearing a button down white shirt that defined his eight pack. His actual eight pack. Not like that silly little zero nothing that Ryan got 'going on' because it gets all the 'girls', a.k.a hoes.

His slim fitted jeans hugged him in all the right places and his converse just made me appreciate him more. I mean really, someone's got some fine dress sense hit into them.

Someone clearing their throat brought me back to my senses as I glanced at the now smug look on the strangers face. That made me drop my smile as soon as it had come onto my face. Right as I was about to insult the idiot, Lila quickly butted in sensing I was going to say something.

"Joey, this is the new Physics teacher," Lila muttered as she completely ignored eye contact with me.

"Oh," my cheeks flared up in a rush of red as I realized all the things I had been saying. So he'd heard. But as I did another once over I realized he look young, too young. Well, to be a teacher anyways.

"So miss--" he paused waiting for my name and he sent me an amused look.

"Linz. Miss Linz," I said with as much dignity I could muster.

"Well miss Linz, I didn't miss your earlier remarks concerning a certain Ryan if I'm not mistaken?"

The idiot then had the energy to suppress a laugh as I felt like knocking him dead.

Without waiting for mento continue he went on," Well I'm sure mr.ryan would be pleased to know about your colorful suggestions on the type of people he hangs out with but I'm just warning you, if I hear things like that again, I wouldn't tolerate it." "good day ms. Linz and Lila, hope to see you soon, that is if i teach you." he then smirked, smirked! And brushed past me and walked away.

As soon as I knew his back was turned I poked my tongue out at him and muttered to Lila, "What is up with his English? Who died and made him the grammar Nazi."

Lost in thought about his appearance I didn't fail to catch Lila saying,"He can totally be my Nazi if he wants. Hes damn fit."

Excuse me while I gag.

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Well there's part two. I hope you liked it. I really do. This is my second try at a story and I hope it works out.

Other than that comment, vote, fan?

And another song, pretty common but Carephernalia by Pierce the Veil.